"Can you please explain what in the world is going on?" Bang Sihyuk asked the five boys in his deadly calm demeanor. He rested his elbows over his desk and looked at the basketball players across from him, who had their heads bowed down, and looking at their feet in shame. It was exactly 12 hours after Dispatch had exposed the two. And there they were, TXT being TXT and showing up the second they were called in during their morning snooze, in pajamas and bedheads.
"No one?" Bang Sihyuk repeated.
"Sajangnim, I'm sorry-" Soobin spoke first, but got cut midway.
"I did not ask for your apology. I need to know what you were thinking while getting caught like that."
Bang Sihyuk had his eyes on Beomgyu the whole time.
"I was thinking of something rather foolish for the sake of my selfish little feelings and to be happy without thinking of anything else, Sajangnim," Beomgyu mumbled.
"Shin Yuna, huh?" Bang Sihyuk smirked, "She's beautiful, and tall, and talented, adorable, and sweet..."
Beomgyu cringed as his headmaster/CEO continued to describe Yuna."...but I'm afraid if you boys cannot discipline yourselves during the university collaboration, I would have to tell Park Jinyoung that we would be fine training on our own with our own decoy teams."
"NO— I mean no, sir," Yeonjun choked on his tongue.
"And why is that?"
"Please let us keep coming back to their court and practice with them. Please let us observe them a bit more. Please let us learn more strategies and sharpen our techniques better, sir. We can't afford to lose our progress over the past month to our own mistakes. I'm so sorry on behalf of my team, sajangnim," he bowed.
"But what can a 'sorry' do to fix a problem? What kind of progress do you have to present to me?" Bang Sihyuk asked, laying back against his chair.
"Progress is out of question, I think the thing we should worry about is Soobin and Beomgyu," Yeonjun said, lowering his head.
"But no, because I have the power to file a lawsuit against Dispatch for the misuse of the money I pay them regularly to keep our company clean at all times. Basically they broke their end of the contract. I want to know why you all insist on staying to practice with the girls."
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"Well, Beomgyu-sunbae asked me to hang out with him," Yuna desperately tried to explain to their headmaster/CEO Park Jinyoung (their beloved JYP) who was still not buying whatever stories the girls were telling him. "And then stuff happened."
"Do you think they did it on purpose?" JInyoung asked the athletes, "To drag both their team and yours down?"
The girls dared not to speak a word in the awkward tension. They were usually the laid-back ones, and didn't normally think of the evilness in the world. Especially with the boys. Because just how bad could they be?
When their own boss had mentioned it, everything seemed so wrongly right. The way that Beomgyu and Soobin deliberately asked Yuna and Ryujin to hang out with them in places Dispatch paparazzi would most likely be, or that they had poisoned each other with reckless, thoughtless, spontaneous feelings of freedom and fun. But most of all, the way they had thought it was a good idea in the first place. The good idea of 'playing along' and going out to spy on each other, only to create a worthless mess of their fictional romance sparks resulting in disappointment from fans. Such a pity.
"No, I'm pretty sure not," Chaeryeong said. This made everybody turn to look at her. She was usually the quiet one when they got into a row with the boss (which only happened once in a blue moon since the girls were very well-mannered) but this time, she was speaking up so it had to be something important. "If they did have any bad intentions to us, why would they drag themselves into it? It's almost like trying to kill your enemies to win but killing yourself along the way."
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Clique (txtXitzy)
FanfictionImagine the Kpop world was replaced by another kind of entertainment... K-sport. Fans go crazy for athletes and their games. And we've got two new rookie basketball teams from JYP and BigHit University who would have to practice in the same court fo...