You sat cross-legged on the plush gray carpet, still in your travel clothes from the long flight. A suitcase stood by the door, half-unpacked. Your new room—the one they'd shown you this morning—was down the hall, but they'd said to wait here.

The seven of them were scattered around the room. Jin was in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove. Suga was slumped on the couch, eyes half-closed. Jungkook and V were on their phones, occasionally laughing at something. J-Hope was humming, tidying up magazines. RM was at the dining table, reading papers. Jimin had been nice to you earlier, smiling and asking if you were hungry.

The doorbell rang.

A girl stood there. Maybe twelve or thirteen. She had a bright smile, a small duffel bag slung over her shoulder, and brand-new sneakers. She looked excited.