p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;"The music faded out and Emina dropped her arms from the final position and looked up from the floor. She noticed the three grinning faces in the door and she whirled around, her hair fanning out behind her and sticking to her sweaty cheek./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""Hello" the short man smiled, his head only visible through the doorframe. "Sorry for interrupting. May we pop in for a second?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Please" Emina motioned, watching the man open the door fully and the other two unknown men walked in. She soon realised that the short man was Mr Son Sung Daeuk, BTS's choreographer. Then it hit her that the other two men were none other than Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi. She quickly bowed, snapping her body in 45 degrees and she mumbled a formal apology./spanspan style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;" /span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""You're really good" Mr Son laughed, motioning vaguely at her in the mirror. "That was Not Today wasn't it?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""Yes sir" she mumbled, dashing the sweaty hair from her cheeks and hiding her hands inside her sweater sleeves./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""You dance well" he complimented her again, turning to Kim Namjoon. "Don't you think?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Kim Namjoon smiled, nodding profusely with his dimply grin "You're good!" he affirmed, offering her a hand. "Kim Namjoon"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Emina took it shyly, shaking it and bowing over their conjoined hands. "Yes… I know who you are" she said shyly, a faint blush creeping over her cheeks. "It's really nice to meet you, properly"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Hey" Min Yoongi piped up, pointing at her hoodie. "DTC: KP, as in Dance Tutorial Centre?" He was pointing to the small logo that Miri and Emina had come up with to represent their YouTube channel. What started off as a joke, and then became a serious thing, was the official merchandise they sold. Hoodies, shirts, drink bottles, bags, track pants, notebooks, you name it. Emina was wearing one such hoodie; a black one with their minimalistic logo printed in white just over her heart. She had 'Trainer Mina' printed on the back, a nickname given to her by their fans. The merchandise was broken down into two categories; general merchandise with the logo of DTC, and the 'sub-unit' style merchandise of the K-pop branch, DTC: KP./span/p
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p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""Yes" she replied simply, eyes widening at the enthusiastic reaction from Kim Namjoon and Mr Son. Namjoon was quick to praise her YouTube channel, expressing particular amazement at the high-quality tutorials given and how much the A.R.M.Y fans appreciate her work. /spanspan style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Mr Son voiced his delight at their original, noting in-particular their music-video style dance covers, something that their fans love greatly./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""You know Jeongguk, our bandmate, really likes your channel" Min Yoongi mused, sharing a small grin with his bandmate at the younger's excitement. "He begged us to follow you on Twitter "/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Emina flushed a little and smiled. "Miranda and I really appreciate it. We were excited when you guys Tweeted at us" she said, referring to a twitter exchange they had when the maknae had tweeted his excitement and support for an original choreography that they had developed. /span/p
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p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Do you reckon" Yoongi mused, letting his chin drop into his hand, "you'd be up for a meeting with him? He's often told us that he'd like to meet you one day" he smiled./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""He wants to meet with em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"me/em?" she asked, surprised. Namjoon laughed loudly and nodded./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""He's a big fan of yours."/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Yeah, ok. I'd love to" she agreed, exchanging phone numbers with Namjoon and Yoongi. "When were you thinking?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""We have a schedule break on Saturday. Are you free around one in the afternoon-ish?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"She nodded. "Sounds like a plan"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Yoongi smiled and started texting someone, drifting a little away from the group./span/p
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p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular',sans-serif;""We'll organise the place. It'll be a surprise for him too, coz we won't mention who he is meeting" Namjoon grinned, a mischievous light twinkling in his eyes. "Yoongi and I need to go, but it was lovely meeting you, Miss…?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Berry, but please call me Emina" she offered, bowing once more as Yoongi and Namjoon left the room. Mr Son hung behind, waiting for the door to close and they were in private./span/p
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p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Emina, would you be willing to help me out with some choreography. I've been asked to choreograph a routine to Am I Wrong, and I'd like it if you collaborated with me" Mr Son asked, tucking his hands into his jean and shrugging his shoulders in a 'what do you think' kind of gesture./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Umm, well" she started, eyes flicking to her phone and back again. "For DTC, I've actually done a choreography for it as well, but I'd love to work with you!" she finished and watched Mr Son's eyes widen./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;""Can I see it?" he asked, walking over to the stereo to find the track. Emina nodded and took up her position, waiting for the music to start playing./span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"She performed the dance with a few mistakes but one look at Mr Son's expression made it worth it. "That was pretty good!" He exclaimed, his mouth wide open. Suddenly his phone rang, and he quickly answered it with a 'Hello'. After a few seconds, he turned to Emina. "I really need to take this but I'll arrange to meet with you later, yeah?"/span/p
p class="Textbody" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"She nodded. "Sure". Mr Son left the studio and Emina sat on the floor, her back up against one of the walls. /spanem style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"Well. That happened/emspan style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;". Meeting her favourite choreographer of all time, meeting two of her idols AND a meeting over coffee was going to be arranged with Jeongguk because /spanem style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"he /emspan style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"was a massive fan of /spanem style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;"her/emspan style="font-family: 'Noto Sans KR Regular', sans-serif;". She laughed softly into the silent room and stood up, collecting her things and left the studio./span/p