Today was the day. It was your first day interning with BigHit so you could bulk up your college applications. You were so excited that you got in to the prestigious scheme. On the way in, all the other interns and yourself included had been talking about how cool it would be if you were assigned to shadow staff from one of their groups. Of course, BTS was on everybody’s minds since who wouldn’t want to be in the same space as them. You all knew it was highly unlikely, since most of you were 17 and right in their fan range.
You’d probably freak too.
“Doesn’t Yoongi look amazing there?” Sin-ho, a girl you had met on the way in looked up dreamily at the poster of Min Yoongi, one of the main rappers. He did look amazing, and you couldn’t help the smile form on your face.
“Right, welcome to BigHit Entertainment. This is our second year hiring interns and we’re pleased to offer the opportunity again to the producers and business executives of tomorrow.” A strict looking lady dressed in a grey suit bellowed as you all gathered in a line.
You counted how many of you there were, 6. Wow, to think that out of–
“6! There are 6 of you who made it here, out of the 600 applications we received. We’ve chosen you because we think you all seem like the most professional, intelligent, well behaved and opportunistic from all applications we received.” You couldn’t hide a smirk creeping up on your face. They chose 6 interns this year because last year, 15 of the 35 that ended up here left work early to hunt down BTS even though they were on tour. From inside sources, it was a nightmare.
“Let’s lay some ground rules first. 1. Remain respectful at all times. 2. Don’t stray where you’re not suppose to. There will be consequences. 3. Respect the privacy requests of our artists. This means, no fan requests, no taking pictures and absolutely no inappropriateness. “
Damn, you thought. You had hoped you could at least get some autographs signed. You reminded yourself you were here for business, it was laced all over your application which is probably why they chose you. You hadn’t mentioned your adoration for BTS at all.
“Now, I’m going to assign you to your teams. Y/N, Sin-ho and Eun will be working with makeup team 1 in room 2.34…” You listened carefully to be disappointed.
Did they chose you because your eyeliner was mostly always on point? You wanted to see some real action, how profits grow, accounts rise and heck even seeing what PR do would be cool. But, make-up seriously? It was difficult to hide the disappointment from your face. What was even weirder was that you glanced to Eun and Sin-ho, who looked like they’d just won the lottery. Their eyes were beaming.
For a guy who looked super masculine too, you were confused by Eun who looked excited.
Sin ho shot you a smile that couldn’t contain itself, which was a contrast against your sadness.
The grey suit lady left after giving the other 3 the PR department which you envied, you had now labelled her the glass ceiling conformer since she assigned you to something so petty. The others were all guys too, and they got PR!
You tried to tell yourself experience was experience, but cleaning make-up brushes. Yeah, that’ll help me doing accounts in college. Bitch. You thought.
“Why are you so sad?! Don’t you know what this means?” Eun practically screamed as you guys started walking to find the room.
“Talking for hours about shades of concealer? I watch youtube tutorials for that.” You said in defeat.