Stigma

The week pasted by smoothly, we all worked together like a well oiled machine.

I heard horror storys of groups not getting along and everything is a fight, but from the second we all met each other we got along. Its like we were destined to be friends.

And it makes the weight on my shoulders lighten as I walk into PDmin's office. I have had two opetions to look over for the past week.

Yes

Or

No

Such a simple question, jet it feels like I'm about to explode. Opening the door I still don't know what I'm going to pick.

The only thing that we have decided as a groups is our name BTS, bangtan boys, bulletproof boy scouts.

Ya we all get along but what if our styles clash, Hoseok was supposed to be a singer but now Yoongi is teaching him to rap, because Taehyung wanted to be a singer with Jimin.

What if we can't learn the choreography? What if no one likes us? What if I say yes but than a better option will come up for everyone. What than?

I sit down in the chair fidgeting unsure of myself. A millon scenarios running through my head making the light tapping from the man and keyboard infront of me nerve-racking.

Every action has a equal and opposite reaction.

Decisions like this are scarry for a few reasons. No matter what you say you can never go back on it. You will never know what the other choice may have lead you too.

PDmin looks at me and stops typing. "Have you made up your mind?" He folds his hands together infront of himself.

I nod despite not actually knowing what I'm about to say. "So? What is it?"

My mind stoped working the second he said those words. Something happened inside of me almost like I saw the future. The seven of us standing on a giant stage in an ocean of purple lights waving to a beat I could not hear. Fire works going off in the sky and huge smiles on everyone's face's. Tears in our eyes as we look out into the purple ocean. A thousand voices chanting of our names filling my ears.

"BTS" I say without even realizing it. The image is gone but the decision is made.

Surprising I don't regret it at all. I thought that I would, I thought I would second guess myself. Try and change my decision, but I'm confident. Confident I made the right choice.

Not only for me, but for the ocean of purple I saw as well. "I want to be a group with them."

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Walking into the small dorm that has just become my new home. All of us's new home.

Six people all cramed on to the small couch watching some action anime quickly turn to me with mixed expressions.

I smile at them and set my backpack down on the counter. "So." I say simply trying to work them up.

"So?" Jungkook says looking the most nervous. "Hope you guys like it here, because this is our new home."

They all look at me confused. Not understanding what I mean. "I did it, BTS is officially a real band. Our debut release will be in 4 months."

"Seriously!!?" Jimin yells jumping up and falling off the couch. Everyone yells happily everyone except for Yoongi who just walks up to me.

A smile I've never seen on him before. It's not fake or forced, its a genuinely big bright smile. Both his gums showing as he wraps his arms around me in a tight hug. Strength I didn't think he had in him.

Taehyung was the next to join the hug. Than Jimin, and Jin, Jungkook and Hoseok following closely after. The first group hug with me in the middle of it all.

We all stand there in each others embrace for a good minute before everyone breaks away. Smiling in blissful ignorance at a future filled with heartache.