Disclaimer: This storyline is entirely fictional although it includes real people and characters.
Name: Won Changyoung
Nickname: ChangChang, Changyoungie
Age: 13
Nationality: Korean
Height: 172 cm (5'8")
Weight: 55 kg (121 lbs)
Chapter 4: Reflection
The following week was full of anticipation for both Jungkook and Changyoung. They continued their days as normal, but after school, each checked his mail box four days in a row only for it to be empty. Finally, on Friday, Changyoung checked again to find a white envelope. The sender's address said exactly what he thought it did.
Heart beating quickly, he ran inside. "It's here!" he called. "The letter's here!"
Suyoung came running first. "You're gonna be an idol! Oppa's gonna be an idol!" she yelled.
His mom and dad came in then, the former laughing. "We don't know yet, honey. The letter will tell him if he's made it," she said gently.
His dad put a hand on his shoulder. "Go ahead. Open it."
With shaky fingers, Changyoung opened the envelope, eyes scanning the words at superhuman speeds. "To Won Changyoung, we are pleased to inform you... pleased to inform you that you've been accepted at BigHit Entertainment! I made it! I got in!"
Suyoung jumped up and down, cheering for big brother. Tears sprang to his mom's eyes as he hugged her. "Oh, my little boy's going to be an idol."
Changyoung would deny that there was any crying on his end. He would, however, admit that he came very close to it the second his dad said, "Good job, son."
Changyoung laughed, wiping at his eyes. "Thank you, appa."
"Be sure to read through the rest of that closely though," he warned. "Make sure you know what you're getting into."
Changyoung nodded. "Yes, sir."
Just then, his phone in his back pocket went off. He pulled it out and looked at the caller ID. "It's Kookie-hyung. He must've just got his letter too."
His mom smiled. "Oh talk to him. Be ready in ten minutes for dinner."
Changyoung smiled, thanked his mother, and went into the next room while answering the call.
"Hyung, I just—"
"I got accepted!"
"Yes! That's amazing! I got accepted too!"
"Oh, man. This is the best. My mom even started crying. Did you tell your family?"
"Yeah, I opened it with them. I think Suyoung was the happiest."
Jungkook laughed. "Probably. We should meet tomorrow and talk about this. Maybe we can get with Hobi-hyung too."
"Yeah? I'll have to text him later. It's almost time for dinner right now."
"Then I'll let you go. Eat well, ChangChang. We've earned it!"
"Yes, you eat well too, Kook-hyung. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye."
"See ya."
Changyoung hung up the phone with a pleased smile on his face. He spun around in his chair a few times before Suyoung came running into his room. "Oppa, it's time for dinner. It's your favorite tonight!"
Changyoung's eyes widened. "Spicy chicken?" Suyoung nodded. "Then we better get going. We need to make sure there's food left for us."
Changyoung went to the dining room with his little sister. He set the table, the familiar smell of spicy chicken filling the air. The family sat down to eat, and conversation was the most lively it had been in awhile.
That night, Changyoung read the rest of the letter. According to the letter, he would work with a group of other trainees seven days a week. At the end of a three month period, the staff and Hitman Bang himself would decide who was worth keeping. There was also a meeting he was supposed to attend with his parents on Sunday. It was all thrilling.
That night Changyoung went to sleep for once without nerves taking over.
The next day, Jungkook and Changyoung were able to convince Hobi-hyung to meet up with them outside of the studio for once, and he brought with him another trainee friend. They met up at the skatepark where the boys met the new friend for the first time.
He was tall and lanky, but he looked like he was built for hip hop. He wore black shades, dark clothes, and had black hair too. Despite all this, he greeted the boys with a genuine smile. "What's up? My name's Rap Monster." He laughed. "Just kidding. That's my stage name. You can call me Namjoon."
"Hi," Changyoung greeted. "I'm Changyoung."
"And I'm Jungkook. So... you're Hobi-hyung's friend?" he asked.
They all sat around on a bench, watching all the skaters practice their tricks. For all of them it was a much needed break and kind of ironic to watch someone else practice. "Yeah, we both auditioned at the same time. We talked, and it turned out we're the same age. We're both rappers too, and we just bonded from them on."
"Are there lots of rappers in the company?" Changyoung asked. Honestly, why hadn't he heard of a single vocalist?
"Well there aren't a lot of us to start with. Not counting however many made it from this audition, there's two other rappers and one vocalist. They've been there for a long time though, so I don't know if they'll debut. Why? Are you the rapper?"
Jungkook nodded. "He raps and I sing. Hobi-hyung has been teaching us dance too."
"Makes sense." Namjoon smiled, looking at Hoseok. "He's the best dancer out of all of the trainees. He tried teaching me when we first started out, but I'm really bad at dancing."
Hoseok laughed. "I would say you're wrong, but it's true. Namjoon used to not be able to do simple four count moves. You are a little better now. Maybe."
They all laughed. "Does that mean it's your dream to be an idol too?" Jungkook asked.
Namjoon shifted, letting his hands rest loosely on his lap. "I don't think it's necessarily my dream to be an idol. I want to produce my own songs so people can see them, like I'm putting my story and my experiences in song form, you know? The music is a reflection of me. Being an idol, I think, is just the best way to do that."
Changyoung couldn't agree more. They spent some more time hanging out until lunch when they decided to call it a day. The two younger boys ate together at Changyoung's house and played with Suyoung for a little while. Then Jungkook went home, and somehow it was night again.
Changyoung went to sleep with a full heart but a shiver down his spine. Tomorrow would be the meeting with the company.