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"WAKY WAKY! Playtime is over! Get the fuck up, iss time for work~" Yelled Namjoon as he barged through the door of the dorm.

Jimin sighed from where he was on his bed, still a little fuzzy from sleep.

It didn't take long for the group to be in the van, there face almost glowing from the unusual amout of sleep they were granted.

"So, today is a boring ass day! You have a shit tone of interviews and reality shows, then a small performance and PRACTICE!" He yelled into the van, clipboard in hand as usual.

The still sleepy idols simply nodded, the younger wondering why they had had to have such a loud manager.

The leader sighed, brushing a hand trough his hair.

They were all headed to the company building to get their hair and makeup done before their first interview.

Jimin yawned, swooping his phone out of his pocket and turning the mobile data on, he desided to check out what was going on in the world of entertainment.

Idol News

Fans of the group Marmalade have finally found the identity of the mysterious barista. The boy is known as Min Yoongi. According to his sociale media, he is from Daegu... SEE MORE.

Jimin glanced out the window to notice they still had a couple of minutes before their stop, he looked back at his phone guiltily before taping the link to land on a very, very long article from Amino.

He scanned through it, not very interested in his height weight and measurements though he did wonder how fans had gotten such precise information.

However, his interests perked up as he caught on a few words of the tenth paragraph.

....former member of the underground rapping crew D-town, a very talented performer at the early age of 13. The young artist wrote and composed most of his works to perform them in underground competitions and gatherings or bars. He spent two years building up his fame as Gloss in Daegu before he disapeared from the spotlights during the year of his 15th birthday.

Somehow all this information seemed to startle Jimin. He had known something was a little peculiar with the man, but he never would have imagined he would have been an underground rapper. Then again it made so much sence, like the thickness of his tone of voice to his way of formulating his thoughts so perfectly.

And that presence.

As his mind recalled memories of his time spent with the man, the van pulled up in the underground parking lot, the passenger not noticing the familiar figure that walked in the elevator.

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