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a/n: sorry for the long(?) wait (':

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You're fourteen, soon-to-be fifteen in a few months, and so far, you've been enjoying your career as a young idol. The pressure is a lot sometimes, but with the help of your members and your family, you're able to overcome it at the end of the day. You thoroughly enjoy your job. It's safe to say that you don't regret becoming a trainee, despite your extremely young age.

As of right now, you're getting dressed up. Yujin told you that it was a somewhat fancy party, so you had a hard time deciding what to wear. But eventually, you settled on a white dress shirt tucked into a pleated black skirt, paired with a black tie, white socks that reached just below the knees, and black heeled loafers. You pulled your hair up into a ponytail, as well.

Now that you were fully dressed and ready to go, you exited your room and joined the rest of the girls. Moments later, you were all out the door and in the van, and twenty minutes later, you had arrived at the party.

As soon as you walked into the building, you began to feel a bit uncomfortable. Throughout the entire car ride, you had felt fine, but now that you're actually here, that's not the case anymore. You're not really a party person. Sure, you can get up on stage and dance in front of thousands because it's what you love to do, and you love to see fans, but when it comes to idol parties... you just don't like them. You're a major introvert, too, so that plays a big part in that.

Thankfully, Wonyoung was holding your hand. She's much taller than you, seeing as you're the shortest member, so to anybody else, it probably looks like a mother guiding her child around a room, but you don't really care. She knows how shy you are. But you also know that she likes to have a fun time, so you tugged at her hand and looked up at her.

"Unnie," you called out. You didn't necessarily have to shout, because the music wasn't too loud. Wonyoung looked down at you with her brows raised, a curious look in her eyes that told you to continue. You smiled at her, reassurance behind the gesture. "You can go ahead and have some fun! I'll go find Hyunseo-unnie!" You suggested.

Wonyoung's grip on your hand tightened. "I'll take you to her. I don't want you getting lost or hurt," she replied firmly. You nodded and allowed her to guide you through crowds of people.

Eventually, you came to a stop in front of a big sofa, where Hyunseo was sitting down with Jiwon by her side. The two were playing a hand game when they saw Wonyoung approach them with you in tow.

You excitedly sat down on Hyunseo's other side, and after offering a quick goodbye, Wonyoung walked off to find the drinks.

"Hey, Unnies," you greeted Hyunseo and Jiwon. "Whatcha doing?" You asked curiously.

Jiwon grinned at you. "Playing Lemonade! Wanna give it a go?" She questioned, but she already knew what your answer would be.

"Hell yeah."

"Yah! Language!"

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Ten minutes later, Jiwon got up to get snacks for the three of you.

Hyunseo smiled at you. "I've got a funny picture of Jiwon-unnie on my phone that you'll love. Let me find it real quick! It might take me a minute, though, because I can't remember where I saved it, but just hang on a moment." She then pulled out her phone, putting her full attention onto the device in her hand.

And that's why she failed to notice you immediately tense up when a boy sat next to you, a warm smile on his face. You don't care how friendly he looks right now, just his presence terrified you. Like you said earlier, you're an introvert. A big introvert.