i love you | treasure 13th member [1]

★ forever and always

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bold words in speech / dialogue - in english

italic words in speech / dialogues - in japanese

normal words in speech / dialogues - in korean

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dedicated to a supportive bestie who reminds me to drink water

Waking up to a trending article about you was never good, and Eunbyul clearly was going to have a bad day with the articles Koreaboo was publishing. The female had already been through enough, and was actually in somewhat good condition to post the fans about her well-being — but that kinda took a turn.

As soon as she went on WEVERSE, there were so many messages of concern, and Eunbyul simply sat on her bed, wondering if anyone had died and she didn't know about it. She then went onto Twitter, frowning as she saw so many posts about the 'fans' who 'attacked' her.

Yeah, she was in a state of denial and didn't want to think about how fan-sites of her own members would want to hurt her.

Reading more, Eunbyul came across the article many posts had linked for 'getting to know more about what went down'. Koreaboo: YG Entertainment Releases An Official Statement Regarding TREASURE's Mobbing At Gimpo Airport. She frowned as soon as she saw the article, wondering why in the world her company released a statement when she said she wanted to keep in under the wraps.

"Manager-oppa, what is Koreaboo even writing? Who is this insider giving false information? Take it all down! Please, release another statement or something!" Eunbyul yelled through the open door, knowing the older male was in the living room with her members.

She held onto the wall for support as she hobbled towards the dorm's living room. Her manager sat on the couch along with the boys who sat around, looking at Eunbyul in concern as pain contorted on her face with the way she tried speed-walking.

"Just calm down, Byul. And don't walk so quickly, what if your stitches open?" Manager Park sighed, helping the youngest sit down even though she was panicking internally.

"Oppa, do you want to take my funeral while you at it? Because you might as well." Eunbyul's eyes widened, glaring at her manager as her voice lowered, not wanting the others to hear her.

Before Manager Park could reply, his phone rang, causing him to look at the contact name. Byul's Brother #1. Eunbyul would've laughed in any other situation, but right now, there was no one else she feared more than her oldest brother.

"This ... is for you. He said you wouldn't pick up if he called on yours, so he said to give it to you when he does." Manager Park looked solemn as he extended his hand towards the younger, making her realise her brother had already spoken with him. "Pick up, Byul. Just talk it out, we'll do something."

Eunbyul stopped in her place, frowning as she looked at her manager. We'll do something? With those words, she knew her brother had spoken about 'the worst-case scenario' with Manager Park. But she wasn't ready to have that conversation with her brother. Not at all.

"What did he say, Manager-oppa?" She quietly asked, noticing the boys — from Yedam onwards — weren't present in the room. Manager Park must've told them to leave. "How bad is it?"

"He asked to end your contract. He said he didn't care if he'd have to sue or anything. I'm sorry, Byul."

Eunbyul's heart stopped, as well as the ringing of the phone. Her gaze flitted towards the older members, their mouths hung open as they stared in shock. Although she knew this was coming. The second she saw the articles about her injuries, she knew she was done for.