In when a total of 23 contestants joins mnet's I-LAND, one of them being a Japanese girl named Sato Hana.
"Why don't you just join the girl version or another girl group?"
"The company wants my voice, but with my dance they want me with a boy group...
Early chapter :) like 3 days early, next update supposed to be Monday pls, but anyways
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Authors POV
The 7 participants sat there on their chairs, trying to calm themselves down from crying. Most of them held hands as they waited, Hana sitting by herself, out of place.
She felt herself having to slowly put her walls back up, even though she only let them go less than half way down.
She suddenly felt pathetic.
'I say I'm independent but can't do shit If I don't have someone I trust. Pathetic.' She thought to herself.
She didn't see the glances Sunghoon gave her, or the sympathetic look Jungwon left her. She definitely never saw the subtle glare Geonu shot at her.
'She doesn't belong here.'
(IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING PEOPLE BAD I HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO MAKE THE ENEMY)
Hana stared the floor as her face slowly turned into an emotionless expression.
Her gaze only left the floor when the gate started to move, looking up as it turned towards them. She stood up like the rest and put on a smile.
Just like the good bye, the hello greeted her the same.
They each hugged one another as Hana stayed at the back and smiled, waving at them warmly.
At a sudden sound Hana turns to her left, watching as the spot beside her that used to be someone else was replaced by a new ilander.
She felt guilty.
She felt a weird drop in her stomach, not feeling comfortable with how her name was there and others weren't.
'It's a survival show you should be happy.'
At her own thoughts her eyes drift over to a certain someone with an odd looking leopard print beanie.
'You make me uncomfortable.'
She squeezes her eyes shut and tilts her head down.
'You don't deserve to be here.'
"Noona."
Instead of being startled, instead of flinching in surprise and holding her chest in shock, instead of spewing out a sentence that never made sense about Jesus or a seagull stealing crackers, she stayed still.
She opened her eyes and stared down at the shorter boy. "Noona are you okay?" He asks suddenly.
She forces a smile and nod. "Of course I am." She smiles, ruffling the boys hair. "See look at you now, you've worked hard down there haven't you?"
