1 Baby V

[third pov:]

Jordan was a normal 15-year-old boy, he played sports, had friends and played an instrument. Yet nobody knew his true passion, well except for his family. His true passion lay in what was called: K-pop, K-pop means Korean pop.

Until recently Jordan vagually knew K-pop from it's attention at from the news and the occaisional mention here and there, but he never heard how amazing some groups were.

Jordan became a big fan of BTS, he watched almost all of their music and all sorts of compilation video's.

Today Jorden was walking outside listening to BTS's new song: Permission to Dance. He liked the song but it wasn't his favourite.

[First pov:]

'Damn I have to go to school tomorrow, why can't I just watch BTS compilations all day' Jordan was thinking.

After V closed off the song he suddenly heard a loud honk, when he looked at the direction of the sound he saw a giant truck closing in on him. After that everything went dark.

"Ehhhm, where am I?" I asked to no one in particular.

After a few minutes I got a response.

"Hello, ehhm sorry for killing you. I'll make it up to you by giving you a nice next life."

"WTF, I liked my life just fine." I was angry.

"Aahhh, I'm sorry, here have a system, now begone."

Aftyer that everything became dark again.

*8 months later*

I woke up when I heard a mechenical voice inside my head.

{System bootng up succesful}

{Hello host, I'm the K-pop system, do you wish to know your current situatiuon?}

"Yes..." I hesitently asked.

{Coming right up}

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Name: -

Age: -1 month

Skills: -

Strenght: -

Agility: -

Intelligence: -

Charm: -

Stamina: -

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"Well, low stats were to be expected but nothing is pushing it!"

"wait, did you just say: K-pop system?!"

"Let's just try to sleep for a month and see what my stats are then."

*1 month later*

"Congratulations, he's a boy!" said some old looking women.

After that a young, but beautiful women came into view. She looked asian.

I saw no father in the room.

The mother was speaking Korean, but weirdly enough I could understand it.

She named me Kim Tae-Hyung.

"OMG, am I V?!?!" I couldn't control my emotions after that, so I started crying.

We went home.