wrong number | jungkook ✓

23

I stared at my phone, staying in the same position as I was in for the past ten minutes. I actually did it.

They said the email was going to come in a month but it really came. Today. Only three days after the audition, along with the video.

The female judge wanted to personally inform me that I had surely made it to the top sixteen and would soon be working with 6 other members of my group.

Holy crap.

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"Oh my gosh, congratulations!" Jungkook embraced me a bone crushing hug as soon as I told him I was accepted. "I told you that you'd make it. And for the seven member band? Our band members might actually even become good friends."

"Exactly!"

We both looked so excited for the bright future of our careers and the new friends we—specifically I, was going to make.

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I lay in bed, thinking about what an amazing turn my life had taken. I informed my mother about everything over the call earlier today. And I meant everything.

She literally went quiet for a good couple of seconds before releasing a high pitched squeal after I told her that I had actually met Jungkook and we were friends now.

She supported BTS almost as much as I did.

Today was a good day.