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I'm trying to figure out how many chapter this fanfic is gonna have but all I know is that it's gonna be pretty short.
edited.

talking to bts was pretty cool. but most of their attention was on minji. she of course gave the most attention to jin who's her bias. i can see pleasure on his face.

sitting and talking to them I felt so left out I didn't even mutter a word. so basically while they are chatting and having fun I texted hoshi. yes it's who your thinking it is. it's hoshi from seventeen.

ok, let me explain how I met him or like got in contact with him. I was interested in dancing ever since middle school. what I found out interesting was that I can learn the most of the moves just by watching the dance a few time. so anyway, in my freshman year of high school I wanted to do something with dancing that's when I saw many people upload their dance covers on youtube and I wanted to do the same.

the first cover I ever did was one of my
brother's song it was N.O. after I uploaded it I was shocked on all the comments, views, likes, and subscriber I got. Most of the comments were positive they said my moves was sharp and precise. I'm very thankful to all those who support me.

my face is covered up with a black mask when I dance. so right now nobody know who "Bright" is. that's the stage name I use for my channel. anyway so hoshi saw a lot of my dance covers and was impress and he actually contacted me if i wanted to work with him to help design choreography for the group. if you didn't know hoshi creates most of the choreography for seventeen. I also took part in making the choreography of which they perform at MAMA 2015. So
that's how I met hoshi. He's a great guy I'm telling you.

Anyway, back to the present I'm texting hoshi about how bts is at my house. he knows jungkook is my brother I told him that jungkook was my older brother when I first met him and he wasn't surprise he told me there was a resemblance. that made me shock. the only people beside bts and my family obviously who knows I'm bts jungkook sister is minji and the seventeen's members.

jungkook being the busy buddy he is glance at me a few time and kept poking me. I lost my nerve.

"What the fuck do you want?" I accidently said out loud.

Everyone stared at me surprised at my language, except for my despicable brother.

"wow chill out hyebyul, he's just poking you ," minji perked in.

I looked over at her, "the whole time you were just blabbing about nonsense while grinding on jin and shouldn't YOU be the whole who should chill. get a room if you mind." I spat back at her, you should've seen what she was doing. man I got shivers.

minji just glared at me while blushing. the other members was about to defend her but was stop my jungkook.

"What are you doing? why do you keep glueing your face to your phone. you should really get a life" he told me with a smug smirk.

"Can you just shut the fuck up? why and when have you ever care about what I am doing? can't you see with your own eyes I'm texting hosh-..." I spoke loudly trailing of at the end.

everybody attention still on me.

my dear brother even though he watches my dance covers, he doesn't know who I am. he's such a great brother don't you think? for my parents they don't know either, actually nobody knows I'm bright except for hoshi and the seventeen's members. I made friend with them crazy right? their cool to hang out with.

"Who? Who's hosh?" jungkook question raising his brows.

"Can you just leave me alone and it's none of your business jungkook," I said standing up ready to head to my room and get the heck out of here because oh i've fucked up.

"Tell me who's hosh? is her your boyfriend?" jungkook questioned more, demanding an answer.

right than my phone rang. hoshi called. reason: I wasn't answering his texts. jungkook eyed my phone.

Ignoring jungkook's questions I answered my phone heading to my room and ran up the stairs.

"hey babe," I said loud enough for them hear me as I got to hallway heading to my room.

"What the hell hye?" hoshi questioned me.

I got in my room and locked the door chuckling a bit at what I just did.

"oh sorry hoshi, i was pissed at my brother so i had to say that."

"ok, cool cause like that was weird." hoshi told me.

"I thought you'd like it" I said jokingly plopping down on my bed.

"did not" hoshi replied. I rolled my eyes and let out a small laugh.

I continued talking to hoshi.

while downstairs...

jungkook

"hey babe," I heard my sister said upstairs.

my eyes widened at that.
"omg, jeon hyebyul do you really have a boyfriend? come down right now we need to talk," I yelled.

i looked over at the members who was a bit dazed. even minji was daze at her line which I found cute but anyway.

i questioned minji about hye.

"minji did you really not know about her having a boyfriend?" I asked her.

"I have no clue," minji said.

"is there any boys she have been around lately?" I questioned her.

"no, no one but these day she've been going somewhere that she won't tell
me about, even though we are best friend," minji said with a sad tone.

the members look at her in awed. I frowned a bit at that.

"nobody ever said we were best friend minji" I heard a voice from upstairs.

I turned my head to my sister's directions she was dressed up, wearing leggings, a tshirt, and a cardigan over it, she was also holding this bag that looks like it has clothes in it.

I frowned at her word.

"wait? what?" minji said shocked by her words.

she shook her head "never mind"

"I thought we were best friend hyebyul but i guess you didn't think that way," minji said on the verge of tears.

"you're really going to say all that with tears after all you have done to me?" hye said.

now minji was sobbing "it was a mistake why can't you forgive me for it?"

my sister looked at her, scoffing "a mistake? it wasn't just once minji you don't know how many time you made out with my crushes and boyfriend. its obviously not a mistake minji."



author's note;
well I decided she would be a whore character.
anyway this fight is going downnnn.

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