Ara's/your POV
'Mina…Jungkook…Mina…Jungkook,' I repeated to myself as I fled back to the undeceiving safety of my apartment. Almost automatically, I took my phone out of my bag and clicked on Jiminiiee ‹3. I closed my eyes and listened to the calmness of the brrring sound until I heard a phone ringing from my living room. Despite all odds, I smiled at Jimin's absentmindedness as I made my way to the living room. Since I had no classes for the rest of the day, I found myself on the bus which takes me to Bighit Entertainment. It had been…well…six months ago.

'It's really big,' he smiled, his arm gently swung over my shoulder. I took another look at Jungkook's irresistibly handsome face before burying my head further into the warmth of his shoulder. 'And there's so many people.'

His scent, his warmth and his Busan accent surrounded my like a heaven of perfect calmness. 'Come on,' Jungkook's smile grew even more, if it were possible, as we arrived at the large building, my hand in his. As we walked in, we were greeted by his new friends, the rest of what would debut as 'BTS'. As Jungkook introduced me to each of them, we politely exchanged bows of heads. 

As I carefully replayed the joyful memories, I walked into the large building. Following the signs, I found myself in a long, rather familiar corridor. I took out my phone to check the time and looked up to see a distant, familiar figure. 'J..Jungkook?' I whispered to myself. As he got closer, he seemed to have seen me too