“What’s the meaning of life?”   Jimin asked quietly while playing with his legos, trying his best to somehow create a castle from the plastic blocks. Namjoon laughed at the ironic image before him.   “Hyung doesn’t know either.”

  Namjoon's eyes are dazed over, his head hanging heavily from where his neck connects to the rest of his body and hands grazing over every last bit of the keyboard right in front of him. He's been staying up late until the break of dawn every day for the past week to compose more songs. He wanted to do more than he was asked for by the company. He wanted to impress them, to impress everybody else with the determi