*beep beep! Beep beep!

I groan and turn around to hit the snooze button.

"Ow!" I cried as I hit the hard wood of my desk. I sat up confused. There was no alarm clock. Oh yeah I forgot... I broke it. I roll my eyes and grabbed my phone which was on the desk. "Hello?" I yawn.

"It's Jerry!~" he sang.

"... Why do you always call me so early?"

"The early bird gets the worm. Anyways come in. The boss is really happy with you. And the new choreographer is going to start teaching the boys the choreography to 'we are bulletproof'. Boss wants you to sit in." He explained.

"Okay." I yawn again. "I'll be there in half an hour."

"Good. See you there!~"

I hung up and let my phone drop onto the mattress of my bed.

"!" I curse. The boys. Taehyung! I jumped off the bed and span to the living room. No one. I groaned and let myself fall down on the couch. I wriggle around uncomfortably. I reach under my to find my dad's pyjamas folded neatly under my cushion.

"Taehyung..." I sigh and facepalm.

♢♢♢♢♢

"One, two three four, five six, seven and eight! Turn! One, two-"

I walked into the room with my bag and a water bottle. The music stops.

"Uh hi?" Says the girl in shorts and a tank top. "You are?" He puts her hand on her hip.

"Uh Han Soojung. Mr Bang asked me to sit in." I bow.

"Huh. Okay. Whatever, find a seat." She eyes me up and down and turns on the music again.

"-six seven and eight!"

What is her problem? I sat down and scanned the room. Rapmon, Jin, Suga, Jimin, J-hope and Jungkook. No Taehyung...

"Okay you know what? Guys... let's take a break. You're not working hard enough?! What's the matter with you guys?! Huh?!" She yells at them.

"Sorry!" They shout and bow.

"We're tired!" Moaned Jimin, who collapsed onto the ground.

"It's not the same without hyung..." says Jungkook.

"Yeah..." sighs J-ho