Note:  This is not based off any facts from his real life, I just made up this whole backstory for the story it does not relate to his real life at all.

JUNGKOOK POV

"You can do this, deep breaths," Jay said patting Jungkook on the back.

"I know...I'm just rethinking this that's all," I whispered honestly back.

The two boys were sitting on a bench outside of BigHit Entertainment, it was sunny outside and people drifted lazily by in the hot LA heat.

"Okay let me get this straight, they already accepted you as a trainee. Your going to move to Korea probably to train for a few years. Then your going to debut after a while, become famous, have friends, all that good stuff. But what your telling me right now is you don't want all that?!" Jay asked bewilderedly.

I groaned and put my face in my hands. "Your making it sound like I'm ungrateful," I mumbled out studying the cracks on the floor.

Jay laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "Well it does sorta sound like that I guess. I'm just wondering why you don't want it all? I mean doesn't it sound appealing?"

"Yes it does! Don't get me wrong my dream is to sing for hundreds, but there are things holding me back," I shot back looking up at Jay with a frown.

"Like...?" Jay asked waiting for an explanation.

"Well my grandma and parents for one. I mean my mom and dad basically out right said I was wasting my time with this. That most trainees don't even get the chance to debut?

But then there's my grandma that's always pushing me to follow my dream, that she'll be mad if I don't take the chances I've been offered.

Also there's all my friends, I mean I don't want to leave you Jay. Your my best friend, I don't even remember a time where we've been separated for more then a few days. There's also my home, I'll miss everyone and everything. I'll miss the comfort and the knowledge that I know this place by heart. I'll be traveling all across the world, in a new place with new different stuff and ideas.

I mean sure I know Korean but it'll still be difficult. But then again I want to follow my dream, I really do. I know this is an opportunity that most kids don't get. I'm just worried that's all," he let out unsure if sharing his thoughts was the right thing to do.

Jay looked at the sky thoughtfully.
"Want to hear a story?"

I tilted my head to the side.
"Really Jay? After all that and now you want to tell me a bed time story?!"

"Just listen," Jay said as he shook his head laughing.

"Fine go ahead," I replied a bit annoyed.

Didn't he care about me at all?

"When I was a little kid I've always wanted to roller blade. I thought it was so cool, like skating without ice. So when I was about seven my dad got me a pair, I was so happy. I took it to my room and I admired them, but I never actually wore them. Maybe just three times I actually tried them on, but that's all. I never wore them because I was too scared of ruining them, they were pastel pink and so beautiful. Later on though as I got older and realized that I actually should use them...I couldn't. They didn't fit me anymore, so there was no point in having them.

You see my point? Your opportunity right now are like those roller blades, all your doing right now is looking at it. Worrying about it, maybe even thought of what it would be like to use it. But when the time comes that you realize you do want it, it will be too late. All I'm saying right now is you need to take the chance, what more could you lose? So what if you don't debut? Just come back here, we're not going anywhere," he said with a soft smile.

I studied his words, and obviously they were always right. Why does Jay always have to do this to me?

"Fine...I see your point," I mumbled playing with my hands.

"So.....will you accept the offer?!" Jay asked excitedly.

"Yes I will, I'll go in now and sign the papers," I replied with a small smile. I stood up and hugged Jay, running to the building and waving goodbye behind my back before I entered the lobby.

I walked over to the elevator, studying the expensive chairs and furniture, the glass windows and the posters of all their big debut groups and solo artists.

This was making me very nervous, I was glad to enter the normal elevator away from all the workers glares.

As the elevator went up the floors I started to sweat lightly. On this day I would be making the biggest decision of my life, no pressure right?

The elevator binged, startling me from my thoughts, my feet moved quickly on their own to the waiting desk. The lady behind there looked me up and down.

"Jeon Jungkook?" She asked flipping through papers.

"Yes," I replied softly glancing at the cameras on the walls. Watching my every move...could they see me sweating? Could they sense my fear?

Could cameras even sense emotions?!

I made a note to stay away from cameras as much as I could, they looked like dangerous things...

"Ah here you are, please go inside the room right here," she said handing me my papers and gesturing to the door next to her desk.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, even shook out my hands a little bit. When I had myself under control I opened the door handle and walked inside.