Jimin is on their way to a concert. He just recently found his new favorite music artist and found tickets for a cheap price to a concert they would be performing at.

As he reached the concert hall, he realized the building is nothing like the website they had bought the tickets from had looked like.

"Am I at the wrong place?" He checked the address. "Huh, guess this is it?" He walked inside. To his surprise, it was the right place.

"Everybody put your hands in the air!" A voice shouted from the stage.

Jimin looked up. Had the singer he was waiting for arrived yet? If so, they hadn't performed yet.

Jimin walked around. The building was so big it would be easy to get lost in.

"Wait.. Something seems off... Why do the people look like they're staring near me..?" Jimin thought.

The voice blasted from the stage again.

"Let's all welcome our first performer!"

"Oww! Right in my ear- wait.. right in my ear... Am I..?"

Jimin looked around. Stage equipment?

"Backstage?" Jimin stood in awe. "I'm backstage!? I'm going to get kicked out! How did I end up back here!? I'm not supposed to be here!"

"Our... first performer? Hello?" Asked the stage voice.

Jimin looked at the stage.

"Nobody's there? Isn't someone supposed to be singing right now-?" He then got cut off by a woman backstage.

"Aren't you the newbie? You're supposed to be first. What are you waiting for? Get on that stage!" She started pushing Jimin onto the stage while she made sure to stay behind the curtain.

"No, wait! You have the wrong person-!" But it was too late. Jimin stumbled out form backstage.

"Let's finally welcome our first performer!"

"Am I.. supposed to sing?"

Jimin stumbled over to the microphone. Voices rang out from the crowd.

"Who's that?"

"I've never seen him before."

"Is he a new singer?"

"Are they going to sing well? If not, I'm going to go outside and wait."

Jimin looked out at the crowd in embarrassment. Then, he knew exactly what he had to do. He started singing.

"They're actually pretty good."

"What's this singer's name? I'll be sure to buy tickets to their next concert!"

"This is a good song choice. I like his taste in music."

Jimin was singing their lungs out by now, and starting to run out of breath. When he finished the song, he was almost ready to collapse.

With a red face and wet head, he bowed to the crowd. Claps came from every corner of the room. Jimin walked back behind the backstage curtain.

Suddenly, someone burst into the room.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late. I heard a voice coming from inside the building that was just so amazing, I zoned out by the door. Who just finished singing?"

Jimin looked at the person who had just ran in through the backstage door. It was Min Yoongi.

"Was it you?" Yoongi asked.

Jimin simply stared at him.


The woman who had pushed Jimin onto stage earlier spoke up.

"It was this kid right here indeed. I assumed they were a newbie but man was I wrong. Hey kid, who taught you to sing?"

Jimin paused to think about the question.

"Actually, I never took lessons. Just sort of taught myself I guess."

Yoongi stood in awe.

"Taught yourself? That's really cool. I was always forced to take singing lessons for hours a day. It got really tiring so I ended up giving up, but I ended up finding a passion for singing again."

"Actually.." Jimin started.


"I don't think I'm supposed to be here. I got lost and ended up backstage. I was hoping someone would lead me back to the crowd since I didn't know how to get there but then I got pushed onto stage.."

Everyone backstage froze.

"There's no way. You're way to good for someone who just came to watch!" Exclaimed Yoongi.

"Actually, I came with tickets. I was originally coming to see you.."

Jimin and Yoongi both stood in silence.

"Well," started Yoongi. "You might get in trouble if you're not supposed to be back here. But I can't pass up the opportunity to help a future hit singer, so I must ask. Would you like my number so we can text?"

Jimin stood frozen with embarrassment.

"S- sure.." He stuttered.

"Great!" Exclaimed Yoongi as he pulled a piece of paper off a makeup desk. "Anybody have a pen- ah, thanks!" He jotted down his phone number and returned the pen. "So, may I ask your name?"

"Ah, I'm Park Jimin. I would like to pause this conversation for a moment to ask why you would be doing this for me..?"

"Because you have a good personality from what I've seen so far. You will do great things in the future. If you came here to see me perform, then you probably know at least a little bit about me, right? Well now you'll get to know me even better. I look forward to working with you, Jimin."

"Thank you for this opportunity, Yoongi.. I accept your offer." Jimin took the slip of paper with the number out of Yoongi's hand.

"I look forward to working with you!" They said in unison.