𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒇 (𝑨𝑴𝑩𝑾)

23: Pamper Me

Straykids feature with Charlie Puth? What the heck!?! (In Tyla's voice)

Liliana's POV

JYP watched the video once more on his personal assistant's phone, his expression shifting to one of anger.
"This is beyond infuriating. Chan has been testing my patience for years, but this... This is outrageous. You slapped him, and now it's all over the internet," he exclaimed.

His personal assistant retrieved the phone and stood by his table in his office, where we all stood in a single file, avoiding eye contact with him. JYP, seated in his office chair, rubbed his eyes angrily. "What do we do now?"

Silence lingered in the room until Eliška raised her hand. "Sir, I have an idea."

JYP, folding his arms, nodded. "Go ahead, please."

"Let the company draft an official letter to the public, explaining it as a scene from a music video they were practicing. Then, integrate it into their next comeback," she suggested.

JYP nodded approvingly. "That's a wonderful idea." Turning to his PA, he instructed, "Get the media team to release an explanation of the video. Say it's a practice for the upcoming comeback MV and the video was leaked by a staff member."

"Okay, sir," she nodded before exiting the room to carry out the task.

***

"Did anyone else notice that JYP didn't reassure us about our safety? He won't even do anything to punish Chan or at least stop him," Chloe expressed in annoyance as we entered the dance practice room.

We'll be given our own room after our first international award show win.

"I'm not surprised," I muttered under my breath.

"Gosh, this is so frustrating," Eliška exclaimed, running her fingers through her hair.

"We'll try our best to protect you. If he's coming for you, he's coming for all of us," Mariah confidently reassured me.

"Thank you, guys. I won't give up. I'll pull through," I assured them.

"That's good to hear," Min-su casually chimed in.

***

Hyunjin's POV

I walked into the company, my heart filled with joy, buoyed by the news of JYPE's formal letter to the public. The corridors seemed brighter, and even the usually mundane office decor looked more vibrant.

JYP's statement brought a sense of relief, like a weight lifted off my shoulders. Energized by this newfound confidence, I decided to start the day on a positive note and treat myself to a homemade breakfast.

In the kitchen, I whipped up a batch of pancakes, trying to replicate the fluffy goodness I often indulged in at my favorite diner. However, my culinary skills fell short, and the pancakes turned out dense, resembling more like cement than breakfast delights. The tea I brewed was overly sweet, but I shrugged it off, reminding myself it's the thought that counts.

As I sat down to eat, I noticed Chan's absence. Minho mentioned he had urgent matters to attend to.

With breakfast out of the way, I made my way to the Stray Kids lounge at the company, the anticipation of practicing our new choreography adding a skip to my step. I opened the door, expecting to find my fellow members, but the room greeted me with silence.

Undeterred, I queued up the song for our upcoming comeback and began practicing the choreography alone. The beat pulsed through the speakers, filling the room with an electric energy that fueled my movements.