The big question is...am I cute?

WHY THE HELL IS JUNGKOOK FROM BTS MY OLDER BROTHER?

I'M SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!

Unless...unless...that means I have somehow reincarnated? But that is not possible...I am already alive...does this mean I transmigrated?!

BUT WHO DID I TRANSMIGRATE INTO?

In my past life, Jungkook only had an older brother who went by the name of Jeon Jung-hyun, there was no information of him having a younger brother. I would know this because I was an ARMY in my past life; they were my idols alongside Yu-no, that monster.

Anyways, it seems I shouldn't dwell too long on this topic otherwise my brain is going to combust; instead, I should get used to the environment and fit in with the family but first...

I need to check whether I'm cute.

Yes, the most important thing to do first when faced with a life changing scenario is to check whether you are cute or not; just saying, you didn't hear it from me.

I mean, surely I have to be, you know, as the younger brother of JUNGKOOK, who in the future is voted as the WORLD'S MOST HANDSOME MAN!!! Surely, we must have inherited the same good genes...unless...I'm adopted...well there's that...

But nevertheless, I already know that I'm going to be cute; it is destined for me to be.

This noble, gentle, devilishly handsome, kind self cannot be ugly; it would be a sin to call me as such. Therefore, I have no need to tremble and feel shivers down my spine as I walk through the bathroom door...not like I was scared in the first place...why do I have any reason to be...it's not like I am riding on the hope that I am cute/handsome so my dreams of being an idol are not crushed...no, NOT AT ALL!

While internally arguing with myself, I had made it past the bathroom door and had spotted the object which ultimately held my dreams in its hands. Yes, sadly, the Kpop industry emphasize on looks and to be ugly in such an industry will be almost heretical as pissing on the Pope.

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Anyways...as I slowly made to the mirror, sweat poured out of every part of my body and my hairs were standing on end; my heartbeat felt like an engine, just getting quicker and quicker until to the point where it out-sped even the fastest athletes such as Namjoon. Step_by_step, I got closer and closer...so close until the point...

Well, sorry, I'm just going have to end it there.