He was never looking for love. In fact, Yang Jeongin didn't really care for it at the time. He was too busy with the responsibilities that came with being an idol.
Of course, that was only until he received a text from an unknown number from his co...
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⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ୨ ♪ ୧ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
Mya stared at the trainee in the centre of the formation, stunned.
"Is that Izzy?" Alaska whispered to her.
Mya nodded, unable to form words.
She certainly hadn't expected to see her friend competing on stage currently.
When they were trainees, Mya and Izzy had quickly formed a beautiful friendship.
In JYP, they typically separated trainees into cohorts and then they would compete within those cohorts. Of course, moving up in cohorts would mean you're just one step closer to debuting.
Let's take a trip back in time, shall we?
~~~୨ ♪ ୧~~~~~ ୨ ♪ ୧ ~~~~~୨ ♪ ୧~~~
"Welcome to your new life as JYP trainees. I commend all of you for making it past the auditions, but unless you really want this, you will fail," the instructor at the front of the room said, strictly.
Mya stared nervously at the crowd around her.
"Firstly, we're going to evaluate you all and then place you into cohorts based on your skills and talents. I want to start with Wang Mya."
Mya stood straight up and made her way to the front of the room.
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