Rap Monster: "Hunchul?"               He whimpers, before standing upright and reaching down for his underwear.    Rap Monster: "Hunchul?!"              He shouts as he slips on his pants.   Rap Monster: "HUNCHUL?!"               He screams out even louder, repeatedly until his voice begins to break. He begins to look around the empty apartment frantically. His eyes grow heavy as the sight of a single key placed on top of the projector catches his attention. He drops down to his knees and sobs quietly to himself before bringing it upon himself to crawl, On hand and knee toward it.            His hand extends and he reaches out for the blue key and he instantly breaks down, once realizing that Iron left this behind purposely.  The last words he spoke repeatedly play in his mind "And one day, you're going to be a huge star, and even on that day, you'll be able to look back on this one and smile".            Still clutching the key tightly in his hand, he bellows out loudly loudly then flings it across the room. He reaches for the projector and slams it repeatedly on the ground, before standing upright and lunging it at the wall behind him where the movie had been playing. Smashing it into several pieces.         The hurtful memory plays on a continuous loop in his mind, as he stands across the street from the address given to him by I11even. He raises his attention from his clutched fist which houses the paper which it is scribbled on. A single light remains lit throughout the small building, and a passing silhouette causes butterflies to flutter in the pit of his stomach.    Rap Monster: "what're you doing Namjoon?"              He mutters under his breath, unable to shift his attention. The light turns off, but the window opens. An indistinguishable figure peers out from within, almost as if to stare down at RapMon. As the figure withdraws from the window the light turns back on.  A cold sweat comes over him as the figure makes its return to the window, as it proceeds to peer out once again RapMon turns on the balls of his feet and hastily marches off in the opposite direction.            In what seems like only a matter of moments, two bus rides, and several streets pass him by as his desire to look back becomes the catalyst which pushes him forward. On the short elevator ride back up to his dorm, stone faced, a twinge of emotion is expressed upon the opening of the elevator doors. His eyes fill with tears as he steps forth and makes his way down the corridor, stopping directly in front of his door.             RapMon grits his teeth, before lowering down into a crouched position, his dimples fully exposed, whilst his arms wrap around his bended legs. Cowering against the wall just adjacent to his dorm he shakes his head staring at the door behind glassy eyes. Time seems to evaporate as all sound from within the dorm finally dies down. Not wanting to not having the energy to speak to the other members.            Slowly, with his back pressed against the wall he slides himself upward until fully upright. Tear stained cheeks, are met with the fabric of his sleeves as he rubs the residue of tears left behind in his eyes. RapMon steps forth, finally approaching the door, and pushing past it in a defeatist manner. His feet slip out of his shoes, and they then drag across the floor as he makes his way into the kitchen.             He reaches out for the handle of the refrigerator but pauses as the sound of the toilet flushing in the distance draws his attention. He steps outward, his eyes resting on the bathroom door; watching as it opens, and as J-Hope exits from it. He turns his head cautiously, his parted lips, and widened eye expression shift into a squinted eyed smile as they meet with RapMon.    J-Hope: "ah -- Namjoon -- I thought I heard someone come in."            The two step closer to each other, meeting one another halfway in the living room area.    Rap Monster: "Hoseok -- "              J-Hope tilts his head to the side and a brow noticing the red in his eyes.    J-Hope: "H-have you been crying?"   Rap Monster: "me? -- no. Just tired from staring at the computer screen all night."               He speaks, while blinking his red, swollen eyes.    J-Hope: "ah -- late night at the studio? -- still working on your mixtape?"   Rap Monster: "you got it."               J-Hope lowers his body, seating himself upon the ground. RapMon stares down at him briefly before joining him, seating himself directly in front of him. While twiddling his fingers, he refuses to make any further eye contact with J-Hope.    J-Hope: "Namjoon -- is something the matter?"   RapMon: "hm?"              He grumbles while raising his head, allowing his eyes to finally meet with J-Hopes.    J-Hope: "you look as if something is worrying you."   Rap Monster: "heh -- you can always see right through me."   J-Hope: "what can I say? -- it's a gift!"              He exclaims sarcastically, prompting the two to share in a light fit of laughter.    J-Hope: "so -- talk to me about it. What is it that's weighing so heavy on your heart?"              RapMon slowly begins to raise himself from the floor and back into an upright position.    Rap Monster: "my friend, that discussion will have to wait for another day -- it's pretty late -- and I think we should go to bed."   J-Hope: "aish!"   Rap Monster: "come on -- come on. Up, up, up, up, up -- "              Sluggishly, J-Hope raises and the two make their way into the bedroom. The moonlight which peeks through the shades subtly lights up the room, it's light bouncing off the floor and onto RapMons feet which allows for him to tiptoe safely into his bed, as if being guided by the light. He lays there, tossing and turning continuously, as he finds himself unable to find a comfortable enough position for him to sleep in.             In an attempt to force himself to sleep, he shuts his eyes tightly, and allows his mind to wander. His hands clutch tightly onto the thin sheets draped over his body, his fingers wrapping around the fabric. A soft yawn escapes his body, before he turns over to face the window at his bedside.               Rap Monster: "what're you still doing here?"                He says sternly from his posted position against the doorway of the groups practice room. Jungkook, the single remaining member left there turns midway in order to face him. Beads of sweat trickle down his face before he reaches down for the bottom of his shirt in order to raise it and wipe it away. Amidst their awkward silence plays an indistinguishable dance track.            RapMon steps forward, glaring somewhat angrily at the maknae from behind his thick black framed shades. Jungkook turns completely, inhaling and exhaling softly, attempting to catch his breath as he awaits the still approaching RapMon.    Rap Monster: "well?"               Jungkook reaches into his back pocket to retrieve a small black remote control. He points it in the direction of the laptop and shuts off the music.    Jungkook: "I couldn't hear you hyung -- did you say something?"             He stares forward at Jungkook before adjusting his shades.   Rap Monster: "it's late -- why are you still here? -- and alone..."   Jungkook: "I like to get as much practice in as I can."   Rap Monster: "why? -- you're already really good."   Jungkook: "there's always room for improvement -- and Hoseok hyung said you were going to be in the studio till late, so I figured that id just go home with you."   Rap Monster: "...heh."              Jungkook reaches out and raises the right side of RapMon's oversized tank top which is slung over onto his arm. He raises it, placing it back atop his shoulder blade.   Jungkook: "I can help you out if you want."   Rap Monster: "help me with what?"   Jungkook: "your dancing."   Rap Monster: "I'll just stick to being