(I redid the one bc I rly couldn’t stand the old one but I hope u try this one and lmk which one u like better)*When 6 year old Han Peter Jisung moved in no to your apartment building you were ecstatic to have a kid on your floor. Even better, across the hall. The moment you and Han met you both clicked. You guys had a bond no one, nothing, no force could break. You guys believed you were platonic soulmates. Doing everything together from eating,writing,reading, crying, holding each other, laughing, dreaming, wondering, planning the future, having sleeping overs, cooking, to talking. You both understood what the other needed without a single word being said. He was homeschooled by his mum and you went to public school. But every single day after school you’d walk into the apartment lobby and see a boba eyed boy waiting to greet you after 7 long hours, his eyes filled with admiration. Your love for each other was always platonic even with the cheek and neck kisses and the sweet faint innocent touches. Both of you then moved to Korea to fulfill your dreams of music production. Except Han left 4 years earlier than you did. Sweet 16 year old you stepped inside the apartment lobby Han rushed over to hug you. Then you realized the day had come. Han was scouted to become a kpop idol. You both cried holding eachother dearly. You promised eachother that one day you would both find eachother again. He slipped a small silver ring over your left ring finger. Engraved in it was the words “My platonic soulmate, my sweet yin, I promise we’ll meet again.”He looked into your eyes. “P-promise me you’ll always wear this. So I can find you again.” Fast forward you become a sought after music producer and writer. You signed with HYBE at 19. Slowly but surly other companies signed with you. Now at age 26 you’re signed with the big 4.. You’ve written loads for loads of artists and paid loads of money never crediting yourself. It’s a rainy day and night is slowly capturing the city of Seoul, Korea. You had just finished writing with a group of trainees for their debut album. After you bid the sweet girls goodbye you sink into a black cushioned chair flipping open a thick notebook writing. The door opens. “-Hyung! There’s a free studio…” His boba eyes then land on you. You don’t realize he’s there until you hear him squeak with nervousness*(BE WHATEVER U WANT LOVIEE💗💗🌸)

When six-year-old Han Peter Jisung moved into your apartment building, you were ecstatic to have another kid on your floor—especially when you discovered he lived right across the hall. The moment you met, you both clicked. You quickly became best friends, and your friendship grew into a bond that felt unbreakable. You jokingly called yourselves platonic soulmates because you seemed to understand each other better than anyone else. You did almost everything together: eating, writing, reading, laughing, crying, cooking, having sleepovers, talking for hours, making plans for the future, and dreaming about the lives you wanted someday. You could often tell what the other person needed without either of you saying a word. Han was homeschooled by his mom while you attended public school. Every afternoon after school, you'd walk into the apartment lobby and find a familiar boba-eyed boy waiting to greet you after your long day. Even as you grew older, your friendship stayed strong. You supported each other's dreams, celebrated each other's accomplishments, and always made sure the other knew they weren't alone. Eventually, you both moved to Korea to pursue your dreams in music production. Han moved there four years before you did. When you were sixteen, you finally arrived in Korea. As you stepped into the apartment lobby, Han recognized you immediately and hurried over to give you a huge hug. Then came the news. Han had been scouted to become a K-pop trainee. You both became emotional as you hugged and promised that no matter where life took you, you'd find your way back to each other someday. Before you parted ways, Han gave you a small silver friendship ring. Engraved inside were the words: "My platonic soulmate, my sweet yin. I promise we'll meet again." He looked at you with teary eyes. "P-promise me you'll always keep it. So I can find you again." You promised. Years passed. You eventually became a sought-after music producer and songwriter. At nineteen, you signed with HYBE, and over the years, you began working with artists and companies across the Korean music industry. By twenty-six, you had worked with the big four writing and producing music for countless artists. Despite your success, you rarely took credit for your work. You simply loved creating music. One rainy evening, as night slowly settled over Seoul, you finished working with a group of trainees on their debut album. After saying goodbye to the girls, you sank into a black cushioned chair and opened your thick notebook, immediately returning to your writing. The studio door suddenly opened. "Hyung! There's a free studio—" The familiar voice stopped. You looked up. Two round, brown, boba-like eyes stared back at you. Han froze. Neither of you spoke.

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Ur dads are bts u write for many groups at Hybe and a couple other companies forming close relationships w groups such as CORTIS, ENHYPEN, KATSEYE, TXT, EXO, NCT, and ATEEZ. Jimin and jhope give u flyer to do open auditions at JYP bc u want to prove to urself ur good enough and that ur not able to do things bc of ur dads fame. U make it into SKZ!! Bc jyp doesn’t know that u are bts’ kid so u have to keep it a secret. U are from Okayama Japan (u grew up w niki ayyyyyy) then u moved to Korea at 7 w his family (Ik that bit isn’t accurate but ur gonna have to deal w it I’m sry gngos) and stuff happened causing ur parents death ending u to get adopted.

When u were just 7 years old ur mom took u to a fan meet. She left u alone for only a couple minutes. She never came back. Ur mom got arrested for helping w murder. (Idk) Anyways ur crying and u don’t know where she is. So u go to security asking for help. Chan and Felix see u crying. They tell the rest of the group. Within two days u get adopted by all 8 of them. Ur still warming up to them. Ur not sure abt whether or not if u trust them or if they’re safe. (Ur name can be whatever)

Minsoo is ur roommate at a large entertainment group. Hes part of a large kpop group called N.O.V.A. He stands 6’5ft tall and is cold and serious. But everytime he looks at u it looks like he’s holding back something. (Idk what to put here I’m new!😅 so if anything in here is something ur not used to pls let me know!! Tysm)