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*Jimin's POV* "Goodbye eomma, appa! I'll be sure to call you later once I have everything done!" My mom gave me one final kiss on the cheek as they leave. *Ahh yes I'm finally free from all the drama we call High School*
My parents helped me bring my stuff into my shared dorm with someone else, to whom I have not met yet. I start setting up my posters of my favorite idol, Rain. After I'm done setting up my speakers I hear the door open and a bunch of laughter flows through. "Jungkook-ah, why'd you have to say that, your roommate seems nice!"
"What~~ He's really tall *and* his favorite artist is a Western one." Jungkook slightly nudges Taehyung with a big smile.
I clear my throat "Ahem, I'm Park Jimin. I major in Choreography and taking Music Production and Vocals" I say as I extend my hand. "I'm Kim Taehyung, majoring in Vocals, and taking Songwriter and Choreography." He says as he shakes my hand. "and this is Jungkook-ah, Majoring in Songwriter, taking Vocals and Music Production." Pointing at Jungkook.
I nod at Jungkook and finish unpacking the last of the few boxes I bought. "Taehyung, I hope you don't mind that I practice dancing in here for a little bit, I've been working on this piece for a while but haven't gotten it down yet," I say as I change into some comfortable shorts and a tank top.
"It's fine, Jungkook-ah and I are going to head out with his roommate to a club. You can come along if you want." Tae says tilting his head slightly. I shake my head no so they slowly make their way out of the room. As soon as they leave I put one of my favorite songs on. As soon as the song starts I start lightly singing and move swiftly following the rhythm. I hum "Caught in a lie~" but lose my footing on the carpet and stumble slightly forwards. *aish, I should be more careful I can hurt myself like this.*
*Taehyung’s POV*
“Jungkook-ah, I thought we were supposed to meet your roommate out here” Jungkook and I wait outside of the dorms for his slow roommate. “We’ve been waiting for ten minutes now! We should just leave~” I whine as I stomp my feet.
“I’ll text him...Oh, he said he was on his way down now.” The front doors open as a tall guy with a small mole under his left eye.
“Jungkookie~ Sorry I took so long I needed to find the right outfit~~” He looked towards me and smiled “Hi there! I’m Kim Yu Gyeom, Yuggie for short. And you must be Taehyung! I’ve heard sooo much about you already!”
I smiled and nodded
“Oh where's your roommate?” He asked
“He wanted to stay home and dance, he’s a dance major and he’s practicing this special dance I guess.” I shrugged my shoulders
“Aww but he’s practicing on the *night* we get here. What’s the fun in that? I’m a Choreography major but I’m still going out.” Yugyeom made a pouty face
“He might come next time, we should get going anyway since *someone* decided to take forever,” Jungkook said as he playfully glared at Yugyeom.
“What~I want to look nice for all the people we meet”
We start walking towards the main road. We haul a taxi and ask them to take us to Club Pentagon. The driver chuckles and mutters “Freshmen” ever so lightly. As we make our way down to the club my favorite group comes on, BST, they are *legends* they've changed the way kpop is looked at, for example winning an award in *America*. What a *huge* achievement! Stigma came on, it's the song that speaks to me the most. I start to tune out to the music as Yuggie and Jungkook bicker about something mindless. "I'm sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry My Brother~"
*Jimin's POV*
After about thirty minutes of practicing I get thirsty. You know what, it may be nine-thirty at night but a cafe *still* has to be open right? I hurry and put my shoes on and quickly try to get off campus. I look around and spot a few nearby but only one has its light on. I run over which causes some of my blond, poofy hair to stick to my damp-with-sweat forehead. I take one final breath before I step into the cafe. The aroma of coffee is all around, it's so mouthwatering. I take a look at the menu and order a Peppermint Mocha. As I wait for my drink I look around and see only two people in here. A red-headed and a blue-headed guy. I get my drink and sit a few tables away from them.
"I have so many freshmen this year, I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing." The Red-Headed sighed "But I do have a couple promising students, a guy named uh Kim Yu-Yu...Yu Gyeom won 2nd place at the Adrenaline House Dance Battle. And Park Jimin sent in some contemporary stuff from his years in High School"
"Hmm...Park Jimin, I think I have him in my MP (Music Production) Class." The Blue-Headed thought aloud.
*Me*, they're talking about *ME* What should I do? Should I speak up? Should I leave? Just as I was about to gather my courage and talk to them the Blue-Headed stood up.
"Hobi, I'm gonna go now, I have to finish a few couple things in the tracks that I'm working on. See ya" The blue-headed waved by as 'Hobi' said "Bye Yoongi"
I wanted to catch Hobi before he left, He sounds like my Choreo Professor. So I stood up with my legs slightly shaking, why do I have to be so socially awkward? I made my way towards Hobi's table and cleared my throat. Hobi looked up confused.
"May I help you with anything?" Hobi asked.
"I-I'm uh Park Jimin" I looked towards the floor. Hobi's smile shined a thousand times brighter.
"Oh why hello there! I'll be your Choreo teacher for this semester-and hopefully the year if you like it. Jung Hoseok" He said as he extended a hand
"Ah Seonsaeng (teacher) I'm happy to hear that you liked my contemporary dance that I sent in. I took it when I was a first year."