It’s only 7pm and I’m ready for bed. Am I this bored with my life?  Maybe I’m just missing Tae’s presence.

Sleeping always sounds good to me though. It’s like a hobby.

Great, so once again I’m alone. I really hate being alone. Why do I hate being alone? It’s not like I’m scared or anything… I just feel like I need someone to be with me so I know I’m out of harm’s way. Okay I guess that is called ‘being scared’.

I sat up against the headboard of my bed and stared at the white wall in front of me. For some reason I couldn’t get myself to fall asleep. I have butterflies. Why do I have butterflies? Maybe I’m just excited about starting my new job tomorrow. Wow, I can’t believe I’m going to be working at Big Hit entertainment..This is like..like a dream. I think I need to slap myself again.

I really hope I see Jimin again tomorrow. Oh I’m blushing again. I want to see Jhope too. Who am I kidding? I want to meet all SEVEN!

Uh oh..Now I just sound like a creepy fan girl.

How am I supposed to act around them, if I do happen to see them, or work with them?

I can’t pretend I don’t know them. I can’t be a crazed ARMY either.

Maybe I should tell them I know them, and that I really appreciate their music.

Oh, oh, oh I should tell them that they’re talented and compliment each one.

Okay, okay no…that’s not right. I’m going to work there not fan girl over Bts.

My mind felt like it was about to implode with all those thoughts swimming through my head. I need to stop over thinking and just live in the moment.

I picked up my phone and opened twitter, I immediately went to Bts’s account and checked if there were any updates. Oh my gosh, there were two posts. One of them was a selfie of Jhope and Jimin wearing the same thing I saw them in earlier today. The other was a post in hangul, I didn’t understand it, but I gave it a favorite anyway.

I checked the time again and it was 9:17PM. Seriously? Already? Wasn’t it just 7pm? I think I should just go to bed and wake up early tomorrow morning.

My job at Big Hit begins tomorrow. Oh my good lord! I can’t breath!

My alarm clock went off at exactly 7am. Awh crap I start at 8. I’m going to be late if I don’t hurry.

I brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, got out and dressed into a smart casual outfit again. I decided to wear sneakers today, those boots I wore the other day were super uncomfortable.

I quickly toasted some bread in toaster for breakfast; I really didn’t want to miss a meal today. Not after what happened yesterday.

I took a taxi to the building this time, the last thing I want to do, is look like on my first day.

As soon as I walked in, I bowed and greeted those in the lobby in Korean, then

ran up 2 flights of stairs to the office I was allocated to work in.

I greeted the artist crew, and introduced myself in Korean.

They all bowed and greeted me too. Korean people are so respectful. I love them! Back in my country, people just stared and gave disapproving looks to other people. That doesn’t make sense right? I mean here I am, a foreigner In Korea being treated so well where as in my own home country I didn’t feel at home at all???

This is great, I’m excited. I’m looking forward to this. Yeah. Determination!

Wow, and I’m the one to complain about enthusiastic people in the morning?

My first task was given to me by Han Suyeol, I was told to design a poster for a Bts concert at Incheon Park. This was a night concert that was happening this weekend at a free price. Lucky people, I have to be waitressing.

“Miss (y/n) if your poster is creative and the crew approves, then it will be hung up around Gangnam and Incheon city.” Mr Han said.

“I will do my best Mr Han! Fighting!” I said. I’m really gonna give this my all. For bts.

As I was designing the poster, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see that it was that dude who was smoking outside when I brought in my C.V.

“Hey you, I know your face” he said to me with a smirk.

He was tall, he had shiny, black ,spiky hair, with long sideburns. He looked around my age as well. He wasn’t that bad looking. Kinda cute actually.He really dressed well.

“h-heyy there, oh yeah you’re the smoking guy..” I said shyly

Really smoking guy, what was I thinking??

“yeah Im the smoking guy, Im Park Jinhyung. I’m a member of the artist crew, its nice to meet you.” He said holding out a hand to shake mine.

“I’m (y/n), pleasure’s all mine.” I said, shaking his hand firmly.

His hands were surprisingly soft, it took a few seconds for me to realize I was still holding onto his hands.

“ahh, im sorry!” I said with embarrassment.

Seriously, what was up with me touching people?