Min Yoongi

The brunette was sitting on one of the recording studio's couches. Next to her, on the floor, was her bag filled with her everyday items. It was three in the morning and her boyfriend, Yoongi, was still composing.

I could bet he had been there most of the day, though I didn't know if that was true, as he had arrived just a few hours earlier after finishing his exhaustive hours of dancing.

Ivy's gaze shot up from her phone every time she heard a moan or a sigh of resignation from her boyfriend.

She truly admired the discipline a 21-year-old boy had in his work. She knew Yoongi loved what he did, and she would support him no matter what.