You are watching the television with your parents.

"Yura , we need to go back to Korea by tomorrow" your dad said.

You gasped, "What?! Then how's my school? My friends?" you asked with a shocked and sad tone.

"Sweetie , it's for your own good" your mom said with a smile and carressed your hair.

After about 15 minutes of discussing , you agreed to it.

Your dad whispered something to your mom and she switched the channel.

There's about 7 boys singing , dancing and rapping on the stage. You look carefully when they're dancing.

You thought, 'They are pretty good' you nodded. 'Is it B.A.P?'

"Mom , they are B.A.P right?" you asked.

Your mom shook her head and said "Nope. They're BTS" you nodded.

She added, "Do you like them?" You look at your mom and said, "Well, they seems pretty cool though"

Your parents chuckled.

"Tell me, who do you like?" your dad asked with a grin.

You look back at the television screen and said, "Hmm..I guess the one with blonde hair. He's handsome" 

Then your dad asked again, "How about that one?" he pointed at J-Hope.

You shrugged, "I don't know. He is....err...good at dancing?" you said with a straight face.

Your parents looked at you with dissapointed look.

You looked back at them, "What?"

They said in unison, "Nothing sweetie. Go pack your things and then go to sleep" 

You nodded, "Aight!"

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