#bts as ateneans

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The Kim Seokjin Effect™ ver. 2 (ft. Jungkook & Sandeul)

*at MirLab member screening interview*

Jungkook: Hi, um, is this for the MirLab member interview?

Sandeul: Ah, yes! Please take a seat. Jin-ah!!! Interviewee for you!

*Seokjin enters the org rm like the Adonis that he is*

Seokjin: *smiles* Hi, you must be the aspiring videographer!

Jungkook: .......(meekly) yes, sunbaenim.

Seokjin: *grins* No need to be shy! I'm Kim Seokjin, current MirLab chief. Your name is...?

Jungkook: Kim Seokjin

Seokjin: ....

Sandeul: ...

ACOMM org rm: ....

MVP: ....

Jungkook: ...'s new dongsaeng, Jeon Jungkook, at your service

[stemaboscovich]

What are the trending topics of today?

Today, there's a lot of happenings going in the internet. First on track is Netflix. It is an American over-the-top media services provider, headquartered in Los Gatos, California. In here, you can watch the lastest movies in the United States and all over the world. But you need to pay so you can watch movies. Next in line is the KPOP craze. People these days are now into trendy things like KPOP. KPOP is characterized by a wide variety of audio visual elements. It is specifically refer to the "popular music" in South Korea. An examples of that are the Blackpink, Twice, BTS, EXO and etc and I'm sure you heard of them. Followed by the streetwear clothes. Mostly these days, artists and other vloggersare using this style nowadays. Streetwear has become just as major as the runway shows. themselves. It is generally associated with youth culture, and is most often seen in major urban centers. Some brands that are common are Supreme, A Bathing Ape, Stüssy, Undefeated and etc.

Then Iphone X. It's the time of the year again where Apple Inc. releases a new model of their Iphones, which is the Iphonr X. This eas released September 2017. It features a new all screen design. Face ID which makes your face as your password and many more. But wait, there are also mobile companies that featyres the same thing like Vivo, Oppo, Huawei and such. How weird, is there a competition? Next in line is the Mom jeans and Dad shoes. Millenials these days are finding the right OOTD to wear thought then, they discovered Mom jeans and Dad shies. How does it look? Here's an example ;Kendall Jenner wore a pair of high-waisted denim jeans in medium wash that were cuffed at the ankle, making way for a 90's-inspired unltra dunky all-white sneakers. And lastly the Borek. As an Atenean, we all know and heared the food borek in the cafeteria. It's a famly baked filled pastries of a thin flaky dough known as phy, of Anatolian origins. Borek, where people would buy a lot during their break time. These passed few weeks, people in ADZU have been buying Borek inside the cafeteria, they also call it the "mini shawarma".

Nicole Kimberly D. Dela Cruz

Chelzea Maxine Depamaylo

Stem A - Boscovich

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The Kim Seokjin Effect™ ver. 1 (ft. Kim Namjoon)

*first day of COM 100 class*

Seokjin: Hi, is this seat taken?

Namjoon: *gapes for 3 secs* oh! Uh, no! Go ahead!

Seokjin: Great, thanks!

Namjoon: You, uh, you're not my blockmate...

Seokjin: Oh, yeah no. I had to delay mine 'cuz of my modelling gig last year.

Namjoon: So you're a third year?

Seokjin: Yup! I'm your handsome sunbaenim, Kim Seokjin! *winks*

Namjoon: ...

Seokjin: ... *awkwardly clears throat* so what's your name?

Namjoon: I'm Kim Seokjin

Seokjin: ...

Namjoon: ...

COM100 class: ...

Professor: ...

Namjoon: ...-'s new seat mate! I mean. Yeah. I'm Kim Seokjin's new seat mate. Kim Namjoon....

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There are two types of people:

/a few weeks before AMP recitals & suga's talking about what needs to be done for the project./

Suga: Don't forget to call me oppa, it's part of your job. /winks because he joking; ok no he wasn't/

Person A: Do you have a weird fetish or something sunbae?

Person B: What do you want me to do, oppa?

Other People: ...

AMP Bench: ...

SEC A, B, & C: ....

Ate Alma: Hi pangga!

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ilovpocky: Tag yourself, I'm Person B

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#OBF:  The OrSem Experience (pt. 1)

aka the “What if Bangtan Sonyeondan members were students in ADMU” fic series nobody (except us) really asked for. [insert cameos from other KPop groups]

Let’s have some fun with this, shall we?

I. The OrSem Experience (pt. 1)

Jeon Jungkook stood awkwardly in the middle of the buzzing crowd that was his batchmates in the wide driveway leading to a huge covered court. A group of girls chattering beside him suddenly started jumping around, jostling him sideways, and he instinctively swerved away from the point of potential contact, adjusting his backpack strap in an attempt to make it look less conspicuous. He ended up bumping into another group of people, and after a hastily mumbled apology, he moved onward, closer to the rioting noise by the court fences.

For some reason he could not comprehend, there was a horde of screaming, yelling people in blue shirts, rattling the wire mesh fence, holding up sign boards of sorts. Jungkook wondered for the tenth time in as many minutes whether he was at the right place, as he stared at the painted faces on some of these people.

If anything, Jeon Jungkook was beginning to learn at least two things.

One, that Metro Manila truly was a strange city. Two, college was even stranger.

Further inside the court, someone turned on speakers - the ear piercing wail of feedback deafening everyone within a mile radius for a solid five seconds - before some chart topper pop song from three months ago blared out. Like some sort of programmed signal, the rioting horde by the fences jumped back, and started dancing. In perfect sync.

Somehow, their energy was contagious, and looking around, Jungkook belatedly realized some people around him jamming and bobbing their heads along. The beat drops for the chorus, before everyone erupts into an explosion of yelling and shouting. Strangely, still in sync.

This is crazy. Jungkook thought, big eyes round and wide. This is college. Wow.

Before long, several people came out and began ushering them into the courts. With all of them there, under the 9 am June sun, the queue seems to stretch the minutes to infinity, aggravated with every bead of sweat dropping from Jungkook’s forehead.

“Jungkookie!” His head shot up, straining to look past the sea of heads around him.

“Jungkookie! Over here!” Somewhere to his right, he caught a glimpse of Mingyu’s head bobbing up and down trying to get his attention. In the same circle of heads, Jungkook saw Yugyeom’s, easily standing out with his height - Jungkook secretly envied him this, and wondered how much dairy he’d have to drink to reach that height. He’d first met the two at the SOSS Open House a few months ago, and again at Cervini Caf a week ago. By some stroke of luck, they’d ended up getting roomed together at Cervini.

He wove his way through, coming to a stop beside them just as they neared the entrance to the court. A few meters away, a couple of tables were placed side to side, acting as a registration counter, where people - wearing the same shirts, but significantly more tame than the rioting students earlier - were scanning the freshmen’s IDs. Behind them, the rest of the court was filled with rows upon rows of monobloc chairs, facing a stage set up in the far corner.

The rioting horde in blue shirts had considerably dwindled down, having dispersed throughout the steadily filling court. Jungkook just couldn’t tell for sure whether they were ushering or standing sentinels with their huge signs.

Or dancing strippers…but with clothes.

“Good morning! Welcome to ORSEM Lipad!” A girl with short black hair chirped cheerfully from the other side of the table, holding out an ID scanner.

“Ah, your block is A1!” She announced after the beep. She then gestured to a guy wearing a vaguely familiar boxy grin, yellow paint all over his face. “You can go follow Taehyung here to show you the way to your block. You should see a sign with A1 on it.”

“I told you, to call me V!” Taehyung whined, stomping his right foot.

V? As in, V-hyung? Jungkook stared finally beginning to recognize him as the same guy from Cervini.

“V-hyung?” Mingyu asked out loud.

“Ah! Mingyu! And Jungkookie!” Taehyung practically dove, about to pull the two wide-eyed freshmen into a hug. But before his arms could wrap around their shoulders, however, the girl yanked him back by the shirt.

“Kim Taehyung! How many times do we have to tell you, you’re not supposed to touch the freshmen!”

Like a puppet cut off from its strings, Taehyung fell into a slouch, a full-blown pout on his lips.

“Stop holding up the line, and take them to their seats! And no touching!” The girl barked sharply, then turned to smile sweetly at them. “Kindly follow this doofus to your seats. And feel free to dodge him when he tries to hug you. It’s against the rules.”

Jungkook and Mingyu shared a bewildered glance, before following Taehyung, needing to jog a bit to keep up. The boys were led away from Yugyeom, who belonged to another course, seated on the other side of the court. Communication majors were located all the way to the side by the walls of the court, along with the other Social Science courses. Quite a lot of seats were still empty, with nearly half the batch still queued up behind. Taehyung came to a stop beside a smaller, slighter boy - no, a girl? No, a boy, a pretty boy with a bowl haircut - this time in a green shirt with a cartoon monkey captioned “chuga on!”

“Jiminie!” Taehyung squealed, practically tackling the boy. The fact that he didn’t topple over, however, hinted at his strength. Or maybe he was just used to it? Jungkook didn’t know.

Probably both.

“Look, Jiminie,” Taehyung swung his arm towards them, as though he’d discovered a new species of teletubbies. “Freshies~!” As though the entire court wasn’t steadily filling up with freshmen.

Jimin smiled nonetheless, his eyes disappearing into tiny crescents. “Hi, welcome! What are your blocks?”

“I’m in A3.” Mingyu said, raising his hand.

“Ah, then you go over there, with Jackson-hyung!” Jimin replied, pointing somewhere further back. “He’s the one with the horse head on a stick.”

“Okay...” Mingyu said eventually. Jungkook could understand the trepidation in his voice.

“See you later, Mingyu.” Jungkook said, his tone as though saying a final farewell.

“What about you?” Jimin turned to him, and Jungkook felt himself shrink further into himself on instinct.

“Jungkookie’s A1!” Taehyung crowed. “He’s under you, Jiminie!”

Jimin brightened, perking up, and Jungkook didn’t know if it was the sun or something, but the already pale boy seemed to glow.

“Oh wow! Here, take a seat here!” Jimin ushered towards the seat. “Jungkook, right? Here!” He handed him a board with his name on it, holding it out by the string.

Just then, the court plunged into silence, and Jungkook turned to see Taehyung twirling his index finger in the air.

“FRESHIES!” Someone yelled into the mic. “ARE YOU READY TO ERUPT?!”

Jungkook saw other freshmen looking around in bewilderment, not unlike his own wide-eyed confusion. Jimin looked at him with the same eyesmile, even as Taehyung stood up on an empty monobloc chair, yelling, “READY!”

Pacific ring of fire! Pacific ring of fire! Pacific ring of fire! …BOOM.

Jungkook watched with eyes big and round as they gyrated to the ground, before springing up high, cheering and yelling.

“We’ll teach you the dances later,” Jimin said, laughing. “But yeah, take your seat. Welcome to the Ateneo!”

Oh. So this is college. Jungkook thought as he took his seat, watching as Taehyung started pumping his fist on top of his head, yelling something about striking a hard pose.

- end pt. 1 -

~ Miss March Muffin