Our manager has told us that he has set up our first appearance on a reality show that is to be aired live. We were all nervous especially since the show we were going to be on is "Weekly Idol"

"Omg I'm so excited can you imagine that we become popular through that show?" Sunhee was braiding my hair clearly brushing it roughly through the excitement.

"I heard that they are doing a new segment that's why they want to use us. They want to bring in groups who still haven't debuted. 'Rookies'. " Doyeon was scrolling through their media trying to get as much information as they can. That was Doyeon for you before going anywhere she always needed information. Even the most personal like their mortgage.

Heejin was sleeping because according to her she practiced for the choreography a lot. Which was true because like our main dancer she always learns the dance before us to make sure we know what we are doing.

Meanwhile, Yuju went to go talk to the producer of the show to receive any scripts or information to expect.

"I wonder who else will be with us or is it only going to be us?"

Doyeon shrugs, "I mean if we have others that just means it will most likely require us to compete in us."

"True. You know what show I really want to be on though?" Sunhee was daydreaming. Since she was the maknae it was cute. She always had such creative ideas that made one double think everything they do before they do it.

"Which?"

"Running Man!"

"You want to run?"

"I mean we will be on it hopefully eventually."

I sighed and already imagined myself running. Wait. Nevermind I can't. Running in itself is hard for me not because I have anything like asthma but because I naturally am lazy. Like I would rather stay home read a book and write music.

"As long as it makes you happy we will do our best to be on it." Doyeon sat next to us and was rubbing Heejin's back. She was so small. I was the shortest in the group that is until she came in. Heejin is about 5'4 we always bully for her height even though I am only an inch taller than her.

Yuju walked in with packets in her hands, "I'm back and I picked up some people on my way here."

She walks in followed by Namjoon-oppa, Yoongi-oppa, and Taehyung-oppa.

"What are you guys still doing here aren't you going to New York in a few days?"

"Our flight leaves at night we will be fine. We always sleep on the plane either way. We came to help you guys on your first show." Taehyung was wearing his hair in front of his face as he spoke. None of us could see his eyes. I stood as Sunhee finished tying my braid. I parted his hair and smiled.

"Why are you covering your face?"

"I just woke up." He laughed a bit too hard which caused Heejin to wake up, "What's all the noise. I could hear Taehyung-oppa laugh from even inside my dreams."

"Well, girls I got the things ready. This is everything they gave us, apparently, we have to fill it out and give it to them when we go there and yes we will be with other people."

"Who!" Sunhee and Heejin said in unison. They were the major kpop fans. They knew every choreography to their dances and even the fan chants. You say the group they can mention every single member.

"Some group called Stray Kids and NCT Dream."

"Omg really? We are going with them?"

Sunhee and Heejin were already taking out their Stray Kids lightstick that was beaming a shade of red and started singing Miroh, "We are meeting Felix oppa!"

We all watch in amuse her excitement and can't help but laugh.

"Okay, my teenagers let's actually look at what it is that we will need to do before the show which is just in a few days."

I look at the script when suddenly Yoongi comes right behind me. He is looking over me towards the paper and I could feel myself holding my breath as I feel his behind my ear.

I can't even focus on what I am reading because of how intense I feel right now. I look up to try to make eye contact with someone and see Doyeon looking at us. She clearly is trying to hide her laugh as she has her hand over her mouth. She touches her cheeks and then points at me.

Either that means there is something on my cheek or my cheeks are dying. Probably the second one. I take a step forward causing myself to finally be able to breathe and finally feel relaxed.

"Anyways according to this we just have to be prepared to explain our title song."

"Who will explain it?"Namjoon looks towards us as he is looking inside our closet for some food. Yes, we still hide our food in there in case manager comes in at any moment.

"I think y/n unnie should explain it since she was the one who worked on it the most. As well, the majority of the lyrics were hers."

Heejin mentions to the group to which they all nod. I start practicing what it is that I would say. Days of practicing to make sure I don't mess up our choreography went in. I would stay until 3 am to make sure I would not mess up. Sometimes one of the girls would stay with me but they would always fall asleep first.

The night before the show I stayed in the practice room until I looked at the clock which read 2:30 am.

"Shoot it's late already. I should really get some sleep." I start packing my things and head out of the room. The practice room is practically like my home however there is only one other person I know would be in the building still.

I walk towards the room that says "Genius". Before I knock I try to listen in to whether he is already sleeping or any noise that he is awake.

I hear him humming a song and him start playing the piano singing rapping, "Every time I wanted to give up By my side you said Bastard you can really do it, Yeah, yeah I remember back then When I was fed up and lost Back then when I fell into a pit of despair Even when I pushed you away Even when I resented meeting you You were firmly by my side"

I blinked a few times before taking in every word he just said. How can someone hold in so much pain? I feel my heart ache and for some weird reason a teardrop streams down my cheek.

I sniffle before whipping it away to which the sound of the piano stops abruptly. Suddenly I hear his chair squeak as I suppose he is standing up. I hear the doorknob turn to which I was ready to start running but Yoongi was faster and looked at me before opening the door wider, "It's like almost 3 what are you doing here in the building still?"

I try to come up with an excuse to which I just ended up saying the truth, "I was practicing."

"This late? You know tomorrow is the show right?"

"Yeah I know I was gonna head home now but I wanted to check if you were still here."

He smiles weakly and looks around, "The girls didn't come with you today?"

"Nope, they headed home early to sleep."

"You should have gone with them."

"I wouldn't have been able to hear the song you are writing if I did."

His expression changes and he scoffs, "You really are something else y/n aren't you? Come in I'll show you what I have so far."

He lets me in and gives me a cup of coffee. Knowing him we were most likely not gonna leave until a few hours.

"What I'm working on is my solo for the Wings Album."

"The Wings Album?"

"I can't spoil too much to you but yeah. It's kind of a new chapter that we are going into. After that album is released we are going on a tour. Worldwide tour in that matter."

"You are going worldwide?" I was about to take a sip of my coffee before I heard him. They're leaving again? I thought they just left. For some weird reason, this makes me think about the fact that I won't be able to see him for maybe a whole year. Especially since we will hopefully start getting busy as well.

"Yeah. Are you okay?"

I nod my head, "Yeah I'm just surprised. You know we have known each other for so long. I can't believe this is how far we have made it."

"It's been many struggles but we are both this close to making our dreams come true."

He places his hand on my thigh, "You know I'm proud of you."

"Thank you...if you hadn't saved me that day...I wouldn't even be here right now."

"Don't say that...I remember that day even in my dreams...about what would have happened if I didn't save you. If I didn't see you that day."

I was going home after school bruised and my lip cut open.

"Great and I just had it healed." I was walking along the bridge. The bridge that everyone feared, Mapo Bridge, if I do this now no one would know. My parents would most likely forget about me I never had friends in school so they wouldn't even know I was there, to begin with.

I looked up at the sky and saw that it was gonna rain soon. I walked towards the edge. I felt my heart start beating like crazy like I can hear it ring in my ears. One moment to another I was already on the other side.

The wind was so strong that I felt it blow my hair tie off my hair. My hair was long and I saw as it was pulling me towards the water. One look down and I felt my eyes go shut.

"Come on y/n all you have to do is let go...I don't want to let go...I can't."

Suddenly the strongest wind came and I felt my fragile hand that I didn't realize until that time was shaking like crazy let go.

When at that moment I felt my body pulled back and into the arms of someone. I felt the person heartbeat and saw as he was shaking. He pulled me back and I noticed his expression was full of fear. He lifted my face to look at him.

"I don't know who you are. And you don't know who I am but I will tell you this...Live."

I felt my body shake and my eyes start filling with tears, he was the first person I was able to open up with. He was my mentor, my advisor, my friend, my best friend, my soul, my first love, my only love.

"Y/n it's okay...it's over you aren't that girl I met so long ago...you have changed. You are proving your self worth every day. And if I can be honest with you every day I am inspired by your boldness. "

He turns back to his piano and grabs a tissue before turning back and starting to dab my eyes dry.

"Oppa...I know that we are similar...but I want you to know that you mean so much to me that I just don't want to ruin this we have right now."

He smiles and tosses the tissue into the garbage making a perfect score.

"Rest...you have a long day tomorrow. I will let you know when I leave."

I nod and place my jacket as a pillow and lay down on the couch as I hear him play a different melody this time much softer.

"Oppa play the melody you were playing before."

"It won't be able to make you go to sleep. Are you sure?"

"Yes please...it reminds me of you."

He chuckles and starts playing the melody he originally played. This time he didn't play it with so much intensity rather with every key of the piano I can visualize his finger pressing and letting go of it.

Just like that, I fell asleep in my dreams.