Jungkook rushes to walk to his van, bowing respectfully to the crowd of young fans waiting for him at the steps of his dorm’s building, his face half covered in a mask and a hat, not quite awake yet. His manager tries as much as he can to push back the overly excited girls but some still succeed to get a hold of whatever comes before them. After some struggle, the star finally closes the car’s door behind him, sighing at the intimacy of the silence and the calm of the tainted windows. 

His manager succeeds in reaching the driver’s seat, immediately starting the engine and drives away. 

« You’ll be able to see the set first, they’re going to give you rough notes of what you can expect to be answering or do, then you’ll probably see the host and you’ll try to eat something before the hair and make up and after we roll. It should go pretty smoothly. »

Jungkook nods, putting music on with his connected Ipod. 

« The show will appear on a crypted channel so they might ask you more intimate questions than the ones you were used to. It’s gonna be more about you and less about your album. But you can just say you don’t want to answer if it’s too much and they will work their magic and erase this part. »

Jungkook nods again, starting to stress out about the program. He has been on a lot of them lately, to promote his new songs, to promote himself. And always he has gotten good compliments from his appearances. But it’s hard to be interested, i