"Hey, Sophie."

Sophie opened her eyes again, the black haired man's voice unusually soft as he addressed her. He wasn't looking at her anymore, his eyes on the television screen, but they were laying so close to one another that she could feel the warmth of his body.

"De?" She answered.

"Why am I the only one you avoid talking to?"

"I don't do that! You just aren't around when I do talk to everyone else,"the girl protested, before lifting her head a little, "And you're weird."

"I am not!" He sputtered indignantly.

"You are and you know it."

"How?"

"Do you really need a list?"

"Yes!" He exclaimed, "No!"

One of the other members groaned at the loud noise and Yoongi lowered his voice, "I don't know."

"What was the point of all of this?" She asked, opening an eye to look at him in her half-asleep daze.

"Aniya, well," he nervously rubbed his neck, "I think that if we're going to work closely together then it might be easier on the both of us to grow closer."

"Kure," she agreed with him sleepily, "Let's do that."

Sophie raised up her hand with her pinky stuck out, but Yoongi just looked at her strangely. She frowned at him, "Ah, bbali, my arm is getting tired."

When the older man didn't move, she just sighed a little and grabbed his arm with her other hand. He started to protest, but she ignored them and hooked their pinkies together for a brief moment before she fell asleep.

Suga looked at the now asleep girl, "Yah, Sophie?"

The girl didn't stir, her breathing growing deeper as she settled into a peaceful sleep. Yoongi looked at their pinkies, still entwined together and shook his head. He looked at the rest of his band, most of them asleep or drifting off now and sighed to himself,"She fell asleep next to 7 guys without a problem.. What is she?"

"Ahhh!!!! Kim Taehyung!!"

"Oppas! Over here!"

"I love you Jin-oppa!"

The screams were almost deafening as the band got out of the car to head to the fan meeting. Sophie was impressed with the power and dedication ARMY had to the boys, the first meeting wasn't to start for another 2 hours. 

She stuck closely to Taehyung and Jimin, the both of them confidently walking towards the building without even a spare glance to the fans around them. One of the managers had told her that it was how they were trained, if they stood and waved hi every time they tried going somewhere, the band would be have an awful time managing their schedules. 

Once they did get in, everything around her became a blur. The band was ushered off to the dressing rooms and from the stagehands, to the managers, to the crew, Sophie was everywhere doing everything at once. She was handed schedule to schedule and charts of every sort, and by the time that she had reached the dressing rooms at the end, there were more papers than her.

"Omo," Jin exclaimed as she walked in, "JK, go help her out."

"Aniyo, I'm fine," Sophie laughed tiredly, Jungkook still taking the papers for her.

"Is everything okay?" A manager asked from the back, looking at her for approval.

She nodded, "De, the stage should be set soon and the doors will be opened for the fans outside."

"Alright, boys, you heard her, get ready!"

"Welcome to the first BTS fan meet in Japan," Sophie spoke into the mic, hoping that the ecstatic fan girls would hear her, "Can you all please sit down into your seats and quiet down so we can get started?"

"De!" 

"Who is she?" Itsumi hissed as she sat down as told.

Hatsue blinked and looked at the young woman at the podium, "I don't know, I've never seen her before."

"Thank you," she continued, adjusting the black silk ribbon tied around her neck, "Bangtan has been preparing a lot for you all today so please look forward to it. Of course, there are rules."

As she started listing all the basic fanmeeting rules, Itsumi couldn't help but stare her down. Her Japanese was smooth and eloquent, but she had on a lanyard that only people on the personal Bangtan staff wore. The only thing contrasting the professional image and speech that would have convinced Itsumi was the fact that she looked extremely young, almost young enough to be in university.

Cheers and screams interrupted her thoughts and she turned to see that the band was emerging from a side door. A large grin appeared on her face immediately and she couldn't help but let out a shriek of joy. However, as she glanced at the members, she noticed each of them giving a little wink or nod to the young girl, who in turn winked at them before she left the stage.

"Who is she?"