Yoongi could hear a piano-like melody from far away. But he could only see darkness, his eyes gazed around the darkness, trying his hardest to adjust through the darkness but with no avail.

He wanted to go to that melody, he's curious to know who's behind the melody. Then he saw the same blue eyes staring back at him.

"Now that you have met four of us, are you curious to know who the remaining two are? They are very interesting." He smirked as he walk closer to Yoongi. "Your life will start to change, you must be aware of it." Yoongi stepped back at him.

"Who really are you?" He smirked then stepped closer to Yoongi, his breath tickling Yoongi's face.

"You are very afraid. You're the one who usually has things under control." He gently held Yoongi's waist and pulled his body close to him. Yoongi instinctively put both of his hand on the person's chest, ready to pull off. "Unfortunately, you are terrified of us. You're facade is breaking." The blue eyes slowly turned red, and another person looked back at him.

"I finally found out your name, Yoongi." Hoseok said. "You are very interesting, aren't you? Trying to hide behind a grumpy and cold attitude." He said. Yoongi pulled away from him as soon as Hoseok's face appeared in front of him.

"We will meet each other in a professional way." Namjoon spoke out of nowhere. Yoongi looked around the darkness then saw the man that jumped down from the roof. Yoongi looked back to Hoseok, only to see that he is gone. He glanced at where Namjoon was, and he is already gone.

Then chatter surrounded him, noise blocked his ears as he hear the same melody from a far away distance.

"Stop! Get out of my head!"

Yoongi woke up, panting heavily. He ruffled his own hair and sighed.

"Just a weird dream." He looked out of his window. It was definitely not just a dream. He knew that, but he  just can't accept anything.

Yoongi sighed and stood up from his bed. He badly wants coffee but there is this nagging feeling in the back of his head that he couldn't ignore. It's like saying that he has somewhere to go first before getting coffee.

After Yoongi showered and got dressed up, he took the lying basketball on the corner of his room and then left the house.

He bounced the ball on the ground while walking towards the nearest court. It isn't crowded but it's not isolated as well. People barely go there, so it became Yoongi's personal court.

Until he saw another person playing on the court. He isn't that bad, but he isn't as great as Yoongi. If he might say so himself. Yoongi quietly sat by the bench, watching the kid play by himself. His brown hair bouncing up and down, sweat dripping down his whole body. He is wearing rings from both his hands, and he have the same blue eyes as the one he saw yesterday.

The more that he analyze him, the more he felt as if he's hiding something.

"Are you going to play?" A deep voice shattered him out of his thoughts.

"Uh, yeah." Yoongi stood up from his bench as the guy pass by him to take a gulp on the water bottle.

"Do you usually play here?" The guy asked as Yoongi shot a three-pointer.

"Yeah, you?"

"Most of the time." The man answered

"Why?" Yoongi asked in curiosity.

"To improve. It gets boring playing all alone sometimes." Yoongi have no idea why he let the words come out of his mouth, but it did.

"We can play together." Blue eyes stared at him, Yoongi felt exposed from his stare as if he knows his every secrets and lies. Yoongi analyzed him more further, he could feel something, that he could not explain, radiating off of him.

"I'm Taehyung, how about you?" The man suddenly introduced himself, completely abandoning the topic before.

"Min Yoongi." Taehyung smirked.

"Oh, so it is you." Yoongi stopped in his tracks as he was about to shoot the ball, he looked at Taehyung confusingly from the words he had heard from him.

"Jimin, that's the name of the royal-blooded vampire you talked last night." Yoongi's eyes widen and gripped the basketball in his hand tightly. He turned towards the exit, ready to leave the man watching his every move.

"Yoongi-hyung, are you going to play basketball with me tomorrow?" Taehyung's voice stopped Yoongi from taking another step.

"Sure." Yoongi said surprising himself from his answer then quickly left. Taehyung smirked, raising his thumb over his lips. Tongue flicking out to graze the pad of his thumb.

"He does smell good."