"i know this will be hard for you, Agent Suga, but you'll need to turn your emotion switch back on. if you need to get close to hoseok without getting yourself noticed, i'd suggest you befriend one of hoseok's friends."

it's been a while since yoongi ever had a friend or someone to lean on – however, he didn't need that anymore. he was independent and prepared for anything, even if the mission turned out unsuccessful – which, it wouldn't.

"It took us some time but we finally did it. you will pose as a rapper named Agust D. if you want any suggestions, try to do a few collaborations with hoseok and jungkook. by the way, your date for completing your mission will be october or november 15th – that is the date where they will release all of their information they've collected. well, good luck, Agent Suga."

today was march 23rd, yoongi was given a pretty cool studio with multiple gadgets and sound effects, not to mention bass boosted speakers. he looked around, feeling somewhat interested at all the glowing buttons and sparkling machinery just waiting to be handled. it wasn't like yoongi hadn't rapped before, in fact, that was what he did in his spare time – when he wasn't assigned missions, of course. as he left his bags in the recording studio, he noticed there were more empty rooms with other pieces of furniture and technology.

a small knock on the door caught him off guard, though he cautiously walked to the door and pressed his ear on it.

"who's there?"

"one of BigHit's secretarys, lee rita."

yoongi blinked twice before fumbling to unlock the door. his eyes landed on a woman with her hair tied in a low ponytail with sharp bangs. "i only came here to give you this.", she said, taking letter from her chest pocket. "it's from your manager."

with less than a minute she walked off back down to the hall, heading to the elevator. his eyes landed on the envelope in his pale hands until he began to tear it open.

dear Min Yoongi,

i forgot to put something out there.. apparently, due to a few arrangements, you'll be sharing a dorm with a few others. don't worry, i know you're the silent type so these people won't bother you. please don't cause any ruckus and please don't let your roommates cause any disturbances either.

thanks for understanding!,

your manager

yoongi's face deadpanned as his lips parted in disbelief. he read over the letter again to make sure he truly did understand everything correctly. "that's dumb.", he growled, referring to the decision to paired up with unknown people. "you've got to be kidding me."

well, there's nothing he can do now. it will only make the mission more difficult and he has to permanently accept that.

the pale man crumbles up the piece of paper, tossing it in the nearby kitchen trash can. as he traveled to his assigned dorm room, he noticed his bed there with all the other furniture. he felt as if the room was too normal, so he took the liberty to move a few laptops and even a personal wi-fi router into his room. yoongi soon lets out a loud sigh while trying to figure out how he could mentally and physically handle this.

how many people were there actually? who knows? maybe they could be ignorant and dumb, like how most people were to him. before he could even make an assumption, he needed to see his roommates face-to-face. slowly, time had passed by and there was a surprising jingle of keys that could be heard right outside his door.

the small man's shoulders had tensed up as the door made it's way open and just by the time their eyes made contact with each other, yoongi wanted to blow every bit of blood and brain out of his own head.