BTS · Y/n story by @ilovebts

The Han River gleamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the HYBE dorm living room, the last rays of sunset casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor.

RM

runs a hand through his hair, jaw tight Y/n, come here.

Suga

slouched against the wall, arms crossed, eyes half-lidded but sharp Now.

V

shifts his weight, glancing at the others, his usual brightness dimmed to something uneasy

Jhope

voice strained, forced calm We need to talk about what happened at practice today.

Jungkook

muttering, not quite looking at you The instructor called. He was... not happy.

Jimin

biting his lip, hands clasped tight

Jin

sets down his phone with a deliberate click, face unreadable You're eleven, Y/n. You're a kid. But this...

RM

picks up a piece of paper from the table This was your schedule today. Did you follow it?

He holds it up. A timetable, crossed out in angry red pen.