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Min Yoongi

Omg Finally have an idea for Yoongi.
This might be long he is my bias
This is gonna be in first person POV. Instead of 3rd person. He is not 100% in here just bare with me. Part 2 will be out eventually in his P.O.V.

So people say 3 Coincidences is Destiny, Is It Not?

Day 1

'Omg why can't I just get this right', I tell myself. A couple week from now this is due. On top of that I also need to figure out the second melody on this track.
I fall to the floor looking at myself I'm the mirror. 'You know what fuck this', I get up and decided to take a walk. I grab my equipment and started heading out. I walk to a nearby park.
I reach to one of the most shaded tree that had a few people nearby walking their dogs or some fathers pushing their young ones on the swing set. I set down my equipment I take out my laptop and open up my track list from the USB.
Connecting my equipment to the laptop I start to organize and click through what I already have done. Putting my head phones on. I went straight into fixing the track while doing so I looked around for inspiration.
Not getting any luck I got up and grabbed my thing. My phone started buzzing telling me that is now ten pm. "Omg I'm gonna be late", I told myself in worry. I ran out of the park very quickly not looking where I was going.
"Ah, watch where you are going", a sultry voice echoed in my ears. I lift up my head to look to see a pale well defined average size blonde headed guy. While picking up my things that I have dropped I whispered a sorry and left.

Day 2

"Where is it I swear I put it here", I shouted, "I need that USB", I looked in my duffle bag searching for my USB. 'Ok let's back track, when did I have it last', I pause my thoughts. "The park", I put on my jacket and ran to the park I was at last night. With no luck finding my USB I wasted three hours of my day. I have looked around the tree and where I bumped into that rude ****. I went to our schools practice room and started my dance routine.

Day 3

Went back again hopping to find my USB. I looked at the park. Looking at all the people I spot a blonde headed boy in a black hoodie. I ran up to him in anger thinking he took my USB. Embarrassment goes through my body as I bow towards the young teen just trying to have a nice date with a girl. disappointed on yet another wasted day.

Day 4
Part 1

Yet again I was running late, 'ugh why am I always running late', I scold myself.
Making it into the classroom where I tutor kids.
Playing and showing two little girls the melody of one of the practice nursery rhymes, one of them askede how I got into playing.
Telling them my simple story and finishing up the lesson I headed home.

Day 4
Part 2 (Later That Night)

'Why did I have to double major', looking at myself in the small dance studio next door. Since its the last day to practice all of the better studios were booked I'm here. The owner is a nice old dance teacher at the Uni back in her prime days she been my little rock throughout my dancing exams.

Mrs. Park and her son Jimin was the one to help me out and let me barrow their studio.
I stay practicing till dusk, making sure my choreo was perfect and on pointe.

Day 5
Day of Contemporary Exams

'Last spin and note', I finish on queue. I panted and bow to the professors and exited the room.

Week 1

Day 1

Recreating my track list with my broken parts I sigh. 'I really wish I haven't lost it'. I pouted.

Day 2

Once again I walk home, from dance practice. Opening my door I was greeted by an empty room, well not empty more like lonely. A orange light laminating half of the living space that consist of a small couch and a bed.
Placing my duffle bag on the counter, I crouch down and hurdle into a ball.
A few tears fell onto my knees. I sat there for a few more moments before deciding to grab some grapes and head to bed.

Day 3
Part 1

Stretching my legs, yawning, and making myself a cup of coffee I decided to go for a walk. I walked past a few stores on the way. 'I'm almost done with my Choreo but I still can't fix my track nor finish it I have a week left'. I said to myself.

Day 3
Part 2 (Later That Night)

"Ow", rubbing my shoulder. 'Jerk', I scold. First losing my track, being late for practice, and getting coffee spoiled by some jerk bumping into me. What else am gonna go through.
Looking around for something to dine at to clean myself and get a new coffee, I see a guy in a costume quite cute really.
Walking to the small cafe where the bear was you sat down at the outside table near the bathroom. I place my bag down and went into the room.

Day 4

Walking to the second floor where room 'A1 Studio' normally I would use room 'B1' on the first floor but they are doing maintenance work on the instruments.
Before I near, a beautiful melody was being played 'I thought took A1 was free at this time'.
Opening the door I saw a beautiful white baby grand company by. 'Wait he looks familiar'. After a few minutes of why he so familiar it dawned on me.
"If you are not gonna come in please leave, you are disturbing my time", the guy with the silver white hair spoke. That Jerk!
I closed the door, and heading to the studio to attempt to fix my broken track.
'Jerk'

Week 2


Day 1

I finally son what fixed my track list and complete it let's just hope it will give me a passing score.
Saving it and transferring it to another USB that is a safe place so I won't lose this one.
Picking up my bag I noticed something has fallen out.
"Oh my god is that", I picked up the USB and plugged it into the console.
Opening up the files I see my old track. 'What the fuck', clicking on the track and playing it 'how is it already finished'.
Hearing the finish part that I struggled so much on completed, I sat there I'm shock not knowing how to feel.
"Uhhhh"

Day 2
Day Of Music Exams

After relearning my now finished track and spending five hours perfecting my skills I was ready to walk into the hall and play.
Finishing the last set of notes. I got up and bow leaving the hall.

Day 3

"Have you heard Min Yoongi in Class A1 got into a Entertainment company...", some girl spoke to her friend as I walked by. 'Who is Yoongi?' I questioned.

Final Week

The End

AN: Maybe I will make a Yoongi P.O.V cuz he is hidden in this and once you read his everything will make more sense. So take this as a Part 1. Hope You Enjoy this Boring Imagine. Again Everything will make sense once I make a Part 2.

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