An Indescribable Feeling

Loneliness and Sacrifices

"I'm a dancer."

"I'm a vocalist, but I don't think I'm a bad dancer either.

"I'm a vocalist too."

Yeona, who Anna thought must be the youngest trainee here, looked the most worried, whereas Minji seemed to always have an air of indifference about her.

"I'm a dancer too, but I can sing and rap as well. How about you, Anna?"

"Mainly vocals, but my dancing isn't bad."

"Well, we have a bit of a problem."

"What's that?"

"No one in this group is a main rapper."

Anna replayed the song in her head.

"The song didn't really have any major rap sections. We should be fine."

"You think so? Perhaps you could do the main rapper's part then, Anna?"

Anna stared at Minji, the girl who was making comments earlier.

"Sure. No problem."

The tension was broken as all the other trainees began to leave the room.

"We can sort the rest out next time."

Anna was grabbing her stuff when Yeona approached her.

"Anna?"

She smiled when the young girl stumbled over what to call her.

"You can call me Unnie if you want?"

"Really?"

"Sure. Yeona, right? If you don't mind, how old are you?"

"15 years old."

"Wow, that's as old as Kookie when he started... Er, well, I'm definitely your Unnie then!"

"Unnie? I... umm..."

"It's okay. You can talk to me."

"You seem nice, Unnie, and I'm worried about this assignment. I only just made it through the last one because of my vocals, my dancing isn't the best."

"Don't worry. I'll help you. This is a team exercise after all."

"Oh! Thank you, Unnie! Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. I'll see you in class tomorrow and we can work out a schedule, okay?"

"Yes! Thank you! Bye, Unnie!"

As Anna left the dance studio she knew exactly where she needed to go. She had a bit of free time and with her new assignment, she was hoping to get a little help from some of her soulmates.

Her three rappers were the obvious first choice but deciding which one to go to was difficult. She ruled out Namjoon because the leader was so busy, and the Yoongi had been working a lot with her on her album, so that left Hoseok. She felt bad because she knew how busy the dancer was as well, but she decided to knock on his studio door first.

"Can you come back later please?!"

Anna was a little startled by his unusual response through the closed door.

"Oh, okay. Sorry!"

Anna had started to walk away when the door opened.

"Sorry, Angel. Didn't realise it was you!"

Hoseok grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside before locking the door behind her. Now she was inside, Anna realised they were not alone.

"Oh, good you're all here! Wait, was I interrupting something?"

Namjoon was spread out on the sofa, his head resting back against the top of the cushions with his eyes closed. Yoongi was sitting next to him, his hair sticking up in all directions. Hoseok motioned for Anna to take his desk chair while he sat on the other side of Namjoon on the sofa.

"Umm, well..."

"We were just providing our leader with a little stress relief."

"Aww, and I missed it?!"

"Give me a few minutes and I'll be good to go again."

"Is that so?"

"Were the two of us not enough, Joonie?"

Anna giggled as Yoongi and Hoseok looked at their leader expectantly.

"Of course, you are... I just can't get enough of my soulmates?"

Hoseok kissed Namjoon on the cheek.

"Well done. Now, Anna, Angel, you needed something?"

"I need you to teach me how to rap."

"I thought you'd never ask."

Yoongi rolled his eyes at Hoseok's response.

"Is this for an assignment?"

"Yes, we have to perform a given song in a group, but no one in our group was a rapper so I... volunteered to do the main rapper's part? Any tips?"

"I think we can do more than give you a few tips. You have three superstar rapper soulmates at your disposal. Shall we start now? Or does Namjoon need another session?"

They all laughed at Hoseok's teasing, but when they stopped Namjoon spoke up.

"All jokes aside, after seeing Anna rap, I probably will be good to go again."

Anna couldn't stop giggling as she watched two of her soulmates try, and fail, to force their hulk of a leader out of the room.