Author's POV   Waking up has never been so hard for you. You heard little but definitely many voices while you were sleeping and your head felt like it was about to crack open. Your body weight felt like a worthless piece of paper and you can't move properly.   You opened your eyes slowly and was greeted by the sun shining so bright from the window on the other side of the room.    "Aish" you muttered and covered your eyes.   "SHE'S ALIVE" a voice shouted and you've never been so scared for your life. You gasped and tried to get up but your body failed you and you fell to the floor. You let out a loud cry of misery and two guys caught each of your arms to guide you back to the bed.   "Yah Kim Taehyung! You scared her!" "Jimin-ah, go call Sungmi ahjumma"  "Hyung do I have to get water or something" "Are you alright?" "Are you in pain or something?" "Do you need anything?"   A group of voices started to talk all together at once and you held unto your head and closed your eyes. This was too much! You started to think if you drank too much? Did you sleep with any if these guys? Did you ran into an accident? What the hell is going on?   All of these were in your head until someone spoke up with a deep, serious voice.   "You guys should just keep quiet. She's feeling sick. Can't we just wait for Sungmi Ahjumma quietly?"    You looked up at the guy who spoke. He was a bit tan and was sporting a blonde hair. For a girl who had a hangover and was about to die from headache, it was a miracle to see  and notice a guy who had such sharp facial features and a deep, y voice.    However, your thoughts was somewhere else as you recalled the name Sungmi.   "Sungmi Ahjumma? You mean Namjoon's neighbor, right?" You asked with a husky voice as you can't function properly yet.   "I am Namjoon" The guys said and looked at you in the eyes carefully, as if your husky voice did things to him... and you looked at him too.    It was still for a few seconds and then you slowly laughed with your husky voice. "Yeah right, okay."   "Hyung... I don't think she knows us." A guy near the door said. "She's sleepy and hungover as so I'm pretty sure she'll come to her senses later."   "The are you talking about" you said and massaged your head. A boy with a glass of water and a toast in a plate went inside the room and sat in the foot of the bed. "Noona, you can eat this and drink so you can ease a bit of your headache while Jin hyung makes you hot tea."   You looked at the boy and shrugged as he handed it to you. "Thank you... Uhm???"   "Jungkook! You can call me Jungkook, noona." The boy smiled happily and that made you smile back. "Jungkook... Thank you."   You bit the toast and looked around you. Still puzzled about the situation, you looked at the boys one by one and they look exactly the same as you. Confused.   With the awkward athmosphere, you started to cough and spoke. "Uhm... Errr.. Who are you guys and what am I doing here?"     "You need some explaining to do Minah!!!" A loud and angry voice said and you looked up. It was Sungmi ahjumma.    "Sungmi Ahjumma! Am I in your house? I'm really really sorr