A whole year had passed since Jimin spread his wings and decided to embark on a journey across the Asian continent. Of course, he couldn't do it according to his plans; several setbacks arose, from delays due to forgetfulness to losing money at a spa.
Our boy has been getting into serious trouble. Once, while traveling in India, he took a mushroom he couldn't remember where he got it from or how it ended up in his mouth. He had nightmares that night. He couldn't remember how, when, or why. There were no answers to his constant questions.
While that handsome blond boy with honey-colored eyes was jumping for joy at being in a beautiful place with its unusual cuisine and extravagant clothing that made him love the country more and more, a few hours away in Daegu, South Korea, a young man was arguing with his parents about his future business. Min Yoongi, just 26 years old, a music producer, model, rapper, and composer, and occasionally a dancer—and you might be wondering, "Why did he dance occasionally?" It's simple: it was too exciting to watch; his fans would have a heart attack. Well, that's what Yoongi always told anyone who asked. A vain boy.
That afternoon he had a heated argument with his manager, who was his own brother, Seokjin. Completely different from his egocentric and proud family, he was a sweetheart, or at least he seemed to be. He had a temper, which I think is the only reason we know he's his own flesh and blood. Anyway, that temper was a real nightmare.
What was happening? Nothing, Yoongi wanted to be independent, not to be part of the family business. It wasn't bad at all, but there was always control over him; they didn't leave him alone for a second. His nickname? "You son of a bitch, what have you done now?"
ONE YEAR AGO:
