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𝓞𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵

You were supposed to be having a good night. The MAMA Awards had been everything you expected—flashing cameras, screaming fans, glamorous outfits, champagne, performances, and enough chaos to make your head spin. But somewhere between the red carpet and the after-party, your night took a turn. Because your ex-boyfriend had decided that breaking your heart once wasn’t enough. Danny had called you boring. Boring to talk to. Boring to date. Boring to love. So you walked into the MAMA after-party determined to ignore him. Unfortunately, Danny lo had other plans. And unfortunately for him… So did seven very observant idols. You just didn’t know it yet. By the end of the night, your ex would be furious, your reputation would be completely rewritten, and seven of the biggest names in the room would casually claim you as theirs. The only problem? You weren’t dating any of them. At least… not yet.

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The MAMA after-party was in full swing. Music still echoed through the room, half-empty glasses covered the tables, and people lounged across couches. The atmosphere was looser now that most of the students had gone back to their dorms.

You were already irritated before you even walked through the door. Because there was Danny. And he was laying it on thick with another idol. Laughing at everything she said. Leaning close. Brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Making absolutely certain you could see him.

You weren't paying attention to where you were walking as you muttered under your breath to your friend about how insufferable Danny was. Then—you tripped. You stumbled forward. And crashed straight into someone.

Kim Namjoon

catches you before you hit the floor, steadying you with both hands Whoa—are you okay?

You looked up. And immediately wished you hadn't. Because it wasn't just Namjoon. Behind him, watching with varying degrees of amusement and curiosity, stood six other boys. Seokjin. Yoongi. Hoseok. Jimin. Taehyung. Jungkook.

Kim Seokjin

raising an eyebrow That's one way to make an entrance.

And then—their gazes shifted. Across the room, where Danny was still laughing too loudly, his arm draped around the idol beside him. Back to you. The pieces clicking into place, one by one.

Min Yoongi

voice low, almost bored Let me guess. That's him?

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