We're on our way to the dining room and I can already hear the laughs and bickering, along with the music.



Sophie just following behind me.



They all turned their heads to us the moment we stepped in.



I know we're always together, but why do I feel embarrassed? "Uhh... guys this is Sophie." I gestured to her.



"Hi everyone," she bowed with a smile.



Taehyung jolted in from outside, "Guys he's here. Close the lights... and the music!"



The lights are switched off so the entire place was filled with darkness. The only light was from the cake's candle held by Jimin. I held Sophie's hand and gently grabbed her next to me.



She just looked at me and smile. Even through the darkness, I can see her purple glistening eyes at me.



"Anybody here? Why is it so dark?!" Jungkook entered while drying his hair with the towel around his neck.



The lights switched on.



Saengil chukha hamnida

Saengil chukha hamnida

Sarang haneun Jungkook-shi

Saengil chukha hamnidaaaaaaaa!

Saengil chukha hamnidaaaaaaaa!

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We were all gathered around the table, eating. The table is full of laughter and bickering as always.



"Sorry Jungkook-ah, I didn't have the time to cook seaweed soup." Jin hyung told Jungkook.



"Ahh it's okay hyung!" Jungkook waved his hand in the air as he eats.


I put a grilled pork to Sophie's plate, and some side dishes.



Everybody's looking at us and I swear I want to kill them now. They're making me red.




"Yoongi hyung, you didn't introduce us to her yet." Namjoon told me.


"I guess she already knows us," Jimin shrugged as if he's saying, of course we're BTS.




"No... She doesn't." I saw that they got a little surprised about that. "So this is Namjoon, Jimin, Hoseok, Jin hyung, Taehyung and the birthday boy Jungkook." I gestured to each of them as they say hi.



"So how old are you?" Jimin asked.



"Same as you," Sophie just smirked.



Ahh this girl. She said she has the same age as me? And how does she knows Jimin's age?



Yeah Jimin is popular.



"Sho you're nooooo...na." Jungkook said while eating.



"Ah yes. I have a gift for you," she handed the paper bag to Jungkook. "Happy birthday!"



Jungkook got up and bowed, "Thank you."



"So how do you met?" Jin hyung asked.



I shoot a glare at him. They know I won't tell them things that's why they're asking Sophie.



"At the library," I answered even though I'm not asked.



"People meet for a reason," she answered with a smile.



And of course, her words left us dumbfounded.



"You're beautiful," Namjoon chirped in as if it's a normal thing to say.



"Ahh yes! I agree! I never seen someone like you," Taehyung added with his famous boxy smile.



I choked.



"Thanks! Everyone is beautiful in their own way," she answered nonchalantly.



Jimin cupped his own face while smiling sweetly, "I like you now."

I shoot him daggers

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I shoot him daggers. He saw it then he immediately stopped staring at her and pretended to eat.



"Ahh. Now I know why Yoongi hyung went crazy about you," Jhope patted my back.



I widened my eyes at him and I mouthed him,



I'll. kill. you.



He acted like he's zipping his mouth and continued eating.



Sophie looked at me, her head tilted a little like she's asking what Jhope means.



"Uhhh.." I don't know what say. I just wrapped some meat with vegetables and put it on her plate.



She chuckled and ate it right away.



"So Sophie... what do you do?" Namjoon asked.



I hate the way he calls Sophie like they've been friends for a long time.



And I also hate the way he's staring at her, for a long time now.



Uhhh don't say that you spread love. They'll gonna like you more.



"She-" I was about to answer when she cut me.



"I study... people."



"Ahhh. So you're a college student. Cool," Namjoon smiled at her and nodded.



She didn't tell me such things about her.
Why?



She tugged the hem of my shirt under the table and whispered, "I need to go."

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