I enter a room for learning how to write like the founding fathers of America. I always loved Hannah's handwriting and how it looked like theirs.
"How to write in fancy cursive," begins the teacher. I glance around the room and notice I'm the only person here.
I've always been a bit of an oddball...
The instructor looks formal. Like a businesswoman.
Odd, I've never seen a teacher dress so fancy.
She turns toward me and walks my way. She pulls a chair up to the table I'd sat at and pulls out a file.
"Y/N, so glad you came."
I look at her bewildered.
"Are we not learning fancy cursive?" I question.
"No, I've not a clue how to do that." She answers.
"Oh. Then why am I here?" I reply.
"To talk about your life with Namjoon." She says as she opens the file and pulls out a picture of Namjoon and me at a park together.
"How did you.."
"I know everything, Y/N."
"But-"
"Just start from how you two met."
I hesitate.
Do I really need to tell her? Can't I just leave?
She taps her finger impatiently.
I sigh.
"Well, when I was 18, I decided to compete in America's Got Talent with six of my friends.."
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A Golden Chance | RM X Reader
FanfictionYou're just a "normal" girl that happens to be into K-Pop and, in specific, the band BTS. Nothing exciting, right? That was until you and your friends decide to do something with your taste in music. You decide to go onto AGT, otherwise known as Ame...
