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chapter five
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"I'm happy that we're all gathered here today." The CEO, Bang Si-Hyuk has a small smile on his face. "I think this will be a lovely meeting."

In contrast, the boys' face resemble something else than simple happiness; confusion and slight irritation.

Si-Hyuk clears his throat at the unnerving silence, repositioning himself on the seat. "So, as I've already mentioned, you guys will be having another member during and after this comeback."

Loud and clear, he voices out, "Sandara, come in, please!"

Said girl obliges instantly, and the boys gawk in utter curiosity as the stunning female walks through the door in all her glory.

Hair as dark as the midnight sky, her eyes seem to be sparkling like their loyal companions; the stars. There's a profound and innocent light glistening in those onyx eyes that can pull anyone closer through a single glance. And, as she smiles, her eyes shine.

Someone's eyes widen at the familiar sight. The boy blinks his widened eyes, trying to comprehend the current situation in order to put the pieces together that seem to be fitting so perfectly at the very end. It hits him. Hard.

As she glances around and locks eyes with him, a nervous yet sweet smile of hers is thrown his way. He gulps, jaw clenching after.

He knows. But she doesn't.

"Hello." Politely, she bows. "My name is Na Sandara, and I'm born in 1996; the year of the rat. Thank you for accepting me. I hope we will be working well."

Although the group isn't enthused by the new concept, they at least try to act polite. So, they stand up, and bow as well. "Nice to meet you, Sandara." Their faces resemble everything other than that. "We are BTS."

"I'm the leader and main rapper, Kim Namjoon." By far, he seems to be the most respectful one. A light smile adorns his features, dimples poking into his skin. "If you have any questions, please don't be afraid to ask."

It goes by age-order right after. "My name is Kim Seokjin and I am the eldest, born in 1992. I'm a vocalist." His face is blank, but he tries to muster out a friendly expression. Sandara appreciates that.

"Min Yoongi is my name." He waves lightly. "I'm born in 1993 and a rapper."

"I'm born in 1994, name's Jung Hoseok!" He shows a smile. "I'm also a rapper."

Next are the younger ones of the group. Those seem to be a bit closed-off and emotional about this life-changing decision. Their faces are blank, not amused.

Except for one of them, who seems more amiable than the the other two. "I'm Park Jimin, and I sing." A beam of friendliness is on his face. "We're almost the same age. I'm born in 1995, just like Taehyung right here.

He beckons to the said boy. So-called Taehyung examines Sandara's figure up and down with judging eyes. It turns her embarrassed, but he doesn't care. "Name's Kim Taehyung. I'm a vocalist."

Everyone is expecting the youngest to speak. Yet nothing comes out of his mouth. He's awestruck. And not in a good way.

Namjoon clears his throat, nudging the youngest boy's side.

"Jeon Jungkook." His eyes narrow slightly as he watches her. He pauses. "Main vocalist, born in 1997."

Sandara smiles widely, bowing again. But that awkward encounter turns even worse as Si-Hyuk speaks up.

"Oh, and, Jungkook, Sandara is a main vocalist as well."

Those news result in sour expressions instantly.

Jimin and Taehyung glance in between each other with shocked and irritated looks; wondering why she is at such a high rank right off the bat—higher than them. Even Seokjin is perplexed.

Meanwhile, Jungkook could feel a vein twitching on his neck. His eyes relaxed in a dangerous manner as he attempts his best to stay calm. "Oh," he says after a pause. The boy trains his dark eyes on Sandara, who simply stands there obliviously.

An irritated grin plays on his lips. "Is that so?"

"For today, you guys can stay at home to show Sandara around," continues Si-Hyuk. "Please be welcoming and show yourselves from your best side. You are dismissed."

With that, they leave. The entire road is filled with silence and awkwardness. There is an underlying negative aura that creeps up from the boys, but Sandara doesn't notice it. Because she doesn't want to seem rude, she stays quiet and thinks that they're probably just tired.

All members collectively analyze Sandara in secrecy.

From the nape of her neck to the perfect curve of her forehead, she is breathtaking. That honey-like skin of hers is utterly smooth and unblemished of any wrinkles or stress—shining in its natural glow. Her plush lips are tinted in a watermelon-pink, while a sleek and slight eyeliner brings more attention to her striking eyes.

Those eyes of hers are nothing but a loss of composure that results in someone taking a single glance at her. They are sharp and upturned, forming her mesmerizing black eyes more seductive.

Somehow, everything about her screams perfection. Even her clothes are well put together. Her legs adorn black pants whilst a simple white shirt is on top of those. What catches the most attention is the vintage blazer with checked patterns—containing colors of grey, beige, and black. Light golden jewelry is also around her neck, ears, and wrists.

To put it simply, she's ethereal.

And that exact fact has the boys suspicious.

No one is perfect, they think to themselves. There has to be a catch. Main vocalist, stunning visuals, and friendly? No.

"Well, she is small," Hoseok blurts out as a response to their connected thinking-bubble.

Puzzled, Sandara turns toward him from the passenger seat, meanwhile all the boys are either slapping the back of Hoseok's head or calling him stupid. Or both.

"What? She's probably not taller than 163 centimeters!" He whisper-yells to the others after she spun away from them.

Thus, Jimin rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. "Great. This is just what we needed." He dryly chuckles. "A new member. And a girl, on top of that."

Seokjin harshly nudges his side. "Quiet down. She might hear you."

"No, she won't. She literally sits at the front of the car." He rolls his eyes again. "And, even if she did hear me, I don't care."

"Don't you think so, Jungkook?"

But the said boy doesn't respond. He doesn't even move. All he does is stare at the girl with furrowed brows.

"So, this is your room." Namjoon smiles lightly while opening the door to her newly-assigned room. "You'll be sharing it with our youngest member Jungkook. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh, no, of course not!" replies Sandara immediately. A more timid expression is on her face now. "Actually... I'd like to apologize for barging in here—literally and figuratively."

While fidgeting with her fingers, she looks down in shame. "I totally messed up your guys' dynamic, and I am so sorry. It wasn't my intention at all. I actually thought that I'd get sorted into a new group. A girl-group, to be exact. If I could change it, I would. Seriously—"

"Sandara, please don't put the blame on you." Namjoon's lips enlarge into a wider smile; growing quite fond of her sincere attitude. He puts his warm hand on her shoulder. "It's not your fault. We'll work this out together. Don't worry—"

"Hyung!" A loud voice suddenly calls out. Both of them turn toward Jungkook, who looks rather irritated. "Can I ask you something? Let's talk in the kitchen!"

Slightly confused, Namjoon nods while glancing at Sandara in suspicion for a second. "Of course..." He leaves.

Brushing it off, Sandara shrugs and enters her new room to sort everything inside. The room is already quite stuffed with the youngest's personality—everything splattered around.

In order to not seem disrespectful or rude, San simply places her suitcases next to the bunk-bed. It would be weird and impolite if she was to open any of Jungkook's drawers—or to touch anything of his in general. So, she just sits there on the lower bunk-bed until he arrives.

Sandara pulls out her phone from her pocket to let time pass quicker. Whilst she is absorbed in surfing through the social-media of her friends, she doesn't notice someone staring at her from the doorway.

"That's my bed."

Shocked, San jumps and locates her widened eyes at the door. There Jungkook stands, arms crossed as he examines her form thoroughly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know—" She's quick to stand up, wiping away the dusts with her hand she may have spread across.

"It's fine," he harshly slices her words. His voice is stern, and it stops her actions instantly. Spinning toward him, Sandara looks at him with blinking eyes.

Tendrils of suspicion shoot through him as the obliviousness in her eyes enlarge. It irks him. Especially how those dark eyes sparkle in a mysterious yet winsome glint are able to almost drive him insane.

"Again, I'm sorry that I just got into your room without your permission. I didn't touch anything, I swear." San holds her arms in the air innocently.

All Jungkook does is watch her with meanly squinted eyes. He swallows the irritation and breathes out a swift sigh. Whilst moving around in the small room, he points at specific areas. "The lower bunk-bed can be yours. Don't touch my computer. Don't touch my dresser."

He then points at a dresser. It's prominently smaller than his. Way smaller. "That one can be yours. I already put my clothes out. Again, don't use nor touch any of my stuff."

"Of course." Sandara smiles at him, nodding.

Yet her smile is not mirrored by him. He just inclines his head curtly, and then leaves without uttering out another word.

Soon on, she hums a soft melody to herself whilst sorting her clothing into the slim dresser. It's around her height and just a bit broader.

"Are you sure that everything will fit in there?"

A new voice is thrown into the air. Sandara smiles lightly as a greeting as she faces Yoongi. "Yeah, no worries. And, even if it doesn't, I'll just bring the rest of my stuff back to my home."

That leaves him stunned. Yoongi blinks excessively to process her selfless words. Though he then changes the subject neutrally and asks, "Where did you live before moving out here? You're not from Korea, are you?"

"I've been living in Seoul for some years." Sandara nods while speaking, a light smile adorning her face. "My father is actually from China. Yunnan, to be more specific. But I've always lived in Busan."

Yoongi takes a seat on the swivel chair. His form is directed at her, gifting the girl his undivided attention. "That's where Jimin and Jungkook are from, too. Do you speak any other language than Korean?"

"I speak Mandarin and Naxi," responds the black-haired girl. As she notices him slightly furrowing his brows in confusion, she elaborates, "In Yunnan, people speak Mandarin. But my father and his family are from its province Lijiang, where him and the most people speak Naxi."

By the way he intently gazes at her, she concludes that he wants her to continue. And she does. "There is Eastern and Western Naxi. The latter one is what we in Lijiang speak. Yet there are three different dialects in alone Western Naxi. Dayan, Baoshanzhou, and Lijiangba. I studied to speak all three of them, but my father speaks in Dayan to me and my siblings."

"You have siblings?" Yoongi is immensely engrossed in everything she says, his chin propped up by his palm. "I have an older brother."

"Yeah. I got two of those." She scratches the back of her head.

Though Sandara does smile brightly at the thought of them.

"My eldest brother is actually around the same age as you and Seokjin! He's born in 1992, and his name is Lijun." The smile stays on her face for the entire talk. "Lian is my other brother, and he's born in 1994–just like Namjoon and Hoseok."

Smiling lightly, he nods. "Did you always want to become an Idol? Or did you have other plans?"

"Well, everyone actually thought that I'd attend a huge university like my eldest brother..." She purses her lips. "But that's actually never what I wanted. I didn't specifically pursue on being an Idol—I just wanted to do something with music. I guess you could say that it's my passion..."

The atmosphere of the room is warm, comforting. One could even say that it's soothing. At this point, Sandara has even seated herself at the floor to explain her life with expressive hand signs.

Safe to say that she blurts out everything that comes to mind. However, she hasn't properly and thoroughly talked to someone new in the past few years. It's been tiring. Sandara is someone who can make friends easily, and who even enjoys creating new friendships. Yet that's been something impossible to do in her training time.

"...And then I ran away from my parents' side. I joined the theatre kids on the stage and started singing my heart out." San wipes away a gleeful tear from the corner of her eye, laughing along with Yoongi. "I remember how shocked my parents were. Lian was dancing while cheering me on loudly. Lijun just covered his eyes and sank into his seat out of embarrassment after he couldn't stop Lian's stupid dancing. He was so done with us."

Other than her talkative self, there is Yoongi laughing lightly through all the warm-hearting stories she tells. "Did you get a punishment after that?"

"Not exactly..." Her mind drifts back to those memories. "I mean, my parents weren't really fond of me singing. Then again, they never stopped neither me nor my siblings from living out our own dreams. Investing our energy in the diverse interests that we have is what they taught us from a young age." She shrugs. "They simply lectured us to be able to stand on our own feet and be independent with our pursued hobbies and jobs."

"And what are your brothers doing? What are their interests?" Yoongi continues questioning her; genuinely curious.

Sandara pulls her legs further forward to lay her chin on her knees. "Lijun is still in medical school to become a doctor. After finishing regular school, he insisted on paying the tuition costs himself, and so he couldn't start university immediately."

"And Lian is just..." She pauses. "He's just thriving, man."

Another laugh escapes Yoongi. But Sandara is quick to add, "That's what our entire family quotes about him. But Lian actually does a lot." She nods proudly. "He has a huge ton of different interests, and so he can't commit to a single one for a long period of time. He always tries out something new. There was a time where he was a fisher once. On the next day, he said that fish are mediocre and so became a water-slide-tester. I didn't even know that that existed before he told me."

"Your brothers seem like really cool people," comments Yoongi. He has a smile on his lips, watching her. "But I'll have to leave now, Sandara. I still have to produce some songs in my studio."

"Of course!" Sandara smiles, bowing while standing up from her spot. "I hope I didn't waste your time. I heard that you're actually really busy and all, so I—"

But his firm head-shake cuts her off. "It's fine, really. I enjoyed hearing everything you told me."

Those words build sincere joy within her. She can feel warmth burst through her being; smiling widely.

With that, Yoongi leaves. This heartening conversation the two of them had gave Sandara more confidence to talk to the other members.

And that's exactly what she did.

Although the three youngest members, somehow, weren't at home, the other ones were totally open for a conversation with her.

They talked about the most random things. The boys asked about her life, and she did the same to them.

Hoseok boasted about his passion for dancing, meanwhile Sandara concluded how she sucks at it. She was scared about his reaction, but he was as understanding as ever. He promised her to stay patient and teach her well.

Regardless of how shy Seokjin was at the beginning of their conversation, she still managed to get him out of his shell swiftly. They joked about their dancing failures. It turned rather sentimental as both of them told old stories of their childhood and their family.

Namjoon and her clicked right off the bat. Since they had spoken to each other earlier on, it was unchallenging to pick up a simple conversation again. As the leader fantasized about seeing many parts of different sceneries and nature, San showed him pictures and videoclips of her mesmerizing adventures in the breathtaking city Lijiang.

It's safe to say that Sandara likes all of the older members. The same can be said the other way around.

Maybe being in this group isn't that bad...

Unfortunately, the very next day proved her completely wrong.

( INCORRECT QUOTES ! )

lijun: i sent you an email
san: ¡¿Qué mail?! ¡¿Qué mail?!
lian: NO HAY MAIL! NO HAY MAIL!!!

site: choose your password
hoseok, typing: san
site: password too short
hoseok, wiping away a tear: i know

lian: can you call me? i can't find my phone
san: yeah one sec, let me find my phone
lian: ok i'll wait
san: i cant find it, can you call me?
lian: yeah one sec

[ in the na siblings group-chat ]
lian: maybe hot chocolate wants to be called beautiful chocolate sometimes
san: shit you right
lijun: y'all better get the fuck to sleep right now

lijun: you promised not to!
san: no, you ordered us not to. there's a distinct difference.
lian: do better lijun.

junha: People who sleep without socks on make me worry
haruko: people who sleep with socks on are NOT to be trusted
daewon: People who sleep are weird.
san: i had a dream where i was a sock once

lian: sexy has four letters and so does lian ;)
lijun: dumb also has four letters and so does lian ;)

[ texting in group-chat ]
haruko: KENXJWJAJAJWKXKW
daewon: What is that?
haruko: it's a keyboard smash
daewon: How do I do it?
haruko: just press anything
daewon: 7

lijun: you know, there's a "u" in "stupid" for a reason
lian: well—there's an "i" in stupid too!
lijun:
lian: OH FUCK OFF

san: i feel sad
junha: i have emotional jumper cables! here, i'll boost you. so you just attach them like this...
san: this is just a hug
junha: is it working?
san: ...yeah

[ lian and his significant other, on a date, standing in the middle of the forest ]
lian: this is my special place. i always come here when i'm sad
date: oh, really? well, thank you for trusting me enough to show it to m—
lian: lol no i'm kidding we're lost

lian: lijun, me and san made a poem that we think you'd really like
lijun, already suspicious: alright, what is it?
san and lian in unison: roses are red, bees like to buzz, road work ahead, uh yeah i sure hope it does
lijun: get the fuck out both of you

haruko: remember the time i told you that you're too nice to everyone?
san, making tea: no
burglar: two sugars, please

( SOCIAL MEDIA ! )

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yourstar.lian damn lijun remember when you used to be one skinny ass bitch

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hanluon didn't you say that your brother doesn't have any social media?
yourstar.lian he's lying to me🙄🙄as if he doesn't have social media like cmon now😤oH AND LIJUN IF U SEE THIS U A LIL BITCH

sanatam Why did he lose weight back then?
yourstar.lian homeboy was going through some tough times back then fam😔✊🏼
sanatam Like what?
yourstar.lian idk ask him it's not like i'm his brother or smth smh

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san.bighitofficial be the person you needed when you were younger

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yourstar.lian i know you did not steal my sweater and post it with a sappy ass quote🙄🙄
supportsannieatallcost @/yourstar.lian Who even are you?!?1😡Leave my Sannie alone!!!
yourstar.lian @/supportsannieatallcost honey this is just embarrassing for u pls shut up lmao

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yourstar.lian hola guapo

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namseokok So you think I'm handsome?🥰
yourstar.lian @/namseokok no. i'm the handsome one i was talking about. there was a mirror in front of me. i'm the pretty one. i'm pretty.

irenequeen OMG YOU ARE SO HANDSOME! YOU SHOULD TOTALLY BECOME AN IDOL!!!
yourstar.lian @/irenequeen ew no🤢🤢i cAnt even listen to my parents, how am i supposed to be controlled by an industry who doesn't even care about me lmao yikes
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yourstar.lian for legal reasons i never said that

THE NA SIBLINGS'
INDIVIDUALLY STRIKING FEATURES

立军 ; LIJUN

MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE ; HAIR

Lijun has really shiny and longer hair, which he likes to grow into a mullet or till it reaches his shoulders (look at picture two and three).

His parents mostly complain about it, but he doesn't care. And even if Lian calls him a homeless-looking-ugly-ass-rat, he just hits him. This man loves his hair more than the next person. More than his brother.

OTHER NOTICEABLE FEATURES ; SHARP FACIAL STRUCTURE AND LEAN, TALL FIGURE

Despite his parents being on the shorter side, Lijun is quite tall. He got his his genes from his mother's side, who were all taller than the ordinary.

He enjoys eating healthily and living an athletic life, so he has quite some muscle and wider shoulders as well.

HIS OWN FAVORITE FEATURE ; TATTOOS

Although it isn't quite appreciated in South Korea, Lijun has many tattoos. Six, to be exact.

The first one he got is on the left side of his neck, which is also something outsiders notice instantly. It's a quote in Chinese letters, and it will later on be mentioned what they mean.

There are many others that start from the top of his back on go down the line of his right arm. One is an hourglass that symbolizes how fast time passes without one noticing it, the second one are wings, another one is a scull. A dog and a rat are right next to each, which are the Chinese zodiacs of his siblings. The last one is a black rose, located at the middle of his forearm.

; OTHERS ;
elegant and simple style
bored and monotonous voice
looks rather korean than chinese
hidden yet deep emotional side
unwilling to use social-media
high emotional-intelligence
immense intellectuality
both street and book smart
ravenclaw
INTJ / INTP
white is his favorite color

MOST USED EMOJIS
😑🤨😀🤬🤗🦦

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连 ; LIAN

MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE ; EYES

Meanwhile Lijun has double-eyelids, Lian has mesmerizing mono-lids. All three siblings have sharp and upturned eyes, but the middle child's eyes are the most breath-taking of all of them.

It's a lighter color of brown, and generally looks good just by the shape—even more noticeable when his hair is out of his face.

OTHER NOTICEABLE FEATURES ; SMILE AND EVIL LAUGH

This man has an incredibly innocent-looking and striking, pearly smile that could make anyone swoon. Anyone. And he knows it. That's why he uses it to manipulate and sabotage people with it in order to get things his way.

What people who are close to him immediately notice, though, is how evil and malicious his laughter sounds. Anytime he laughs, it feels like a catastrophe is going to happen—or even worse: has already happened. Within time, they notice that it fits with his personality pretty well.

HIS OWN FAVORITE FEATURE ; NOTHING

He doesn't particularly have anything he likes about himself.

; OTHERS ;
comfortable and street-like style
teasing, playful, and deeper voice
looks rather chinese than korean
sarcastic and snarky remarks
confusion about feelings
funny one of the group
immensely street-smart
constantly changing diet
and sleeping schedule
slytherin
ENFP
black is his favorite color

MOST USED EMOJIS
🙄🥱🤭😼😇🕴

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散 ; SAN

MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE ; SYMMETRICAL FACE

Netizens have noticed how tremendously symmetrical Sandara's facial features are. It has already been analyzed by surgeon's and diverse companies; who have rushed to get her to sign their contract for a corporation.

Much like her siblings, San has sharp and defined features; jawline, cheekbones, and eyes. People find her upturned eyes incredibly beautiful to look at. It gives her more of a serious and tough expression, which is a harsh contrast to her smiley personality.

OTHER NOTICEABLE FEATURES ; FINGERS

Sandara has really thin and slender fingers with constantly and flawlessly manicured nails. She once stated that she picked up the hobby of doing her nails herself because of the boredom she felt as a child.

Now, everyone is trying to get her to teach others on how she does her nails on both hands and feet.

HER OWN FAVORITE FEATURE ; TETRACHROMACY 

When Sandara said this as her answer about her most favorite feature, people were surprised. At first, they didn't know what it meant and why she would choose such a bizarre reply in general.

That was until she explained that she has a fourth type of coke cell in her eyes that allows her to see more than one hundred million different colors. It's a very cool yet impressing feature, so she likes to mention it in order to spice up the conversation.

; OTHERS ;
really diverse style
light and soothing voice
understands her own emotions
but not so well the ones of others
looks both chinese and korean
tends to be more book smart
hufflepuff
ENFJ / ESFJ
red is her favorite color

MOST USED EMOJIS
🥰😔😤😈😹🌝

( AUTHOR'S NOTE ! )

after a long, long time... i'm back! hi!

i sincerely apologize for updating so late. i was just going through it and was incredibly busy with school and all. thank u for staying patient!

san's team will be officially introduced in the next chapter!

once again for understanding:
haruko is her hair-stylist
junha is her fashion-stylist
daewon is her personal manager

i have three other ones, but i want u guys to firstly know those, since the ones i have in mind will be added when the story evolves.