The Hidden Scandal.

Chapter 1: The fall....

It was an average day for straykids, especially Bangchan..... or so he thought....

5:30 A.M.

I woke up feeling tired as usual. Like who wouldn't when they have to wake up at 5:30, IN THE MORNING! Well, whatever.

I twisted and turned in the bed before finally getting up to turn off my alarm, which had been ringing for the past 20 minutes.

I always hated having to wake up rather early when I was usually a night owl, but that's what happens when you become a K-pop idol. Your whole life changes.

Let me give you a few examples
1. You get no privacy.
2. Weirdos all around
3. You lose privileges to your own body
And I can go on and on, but let's not focus on the negatives. Let's just get this day over with.

I got up to use the bathroom. First, I brushed my teeth, then I had my shower, and last I did skin care. I just added a face mask to my wet face. I had to wait 35 minutes before pulling it off. I was conflicted on if I should do the rest or just put face cream on and put on some clothes.

Of course, my laziness got the best of me, and I just decided to put on face cream. I put a towel over my waist and got out of my 🌟personal🌟 bathroom.

I walked out to see none other than Jisung our Quokka on my bed, laying down on my pillow.

'I guess he was waiting for...me? But why?'

I just shrugged it off and giggled as I was him flipping and turning in his sleep. I began to walk over to his sleeping form and sat on the edge of the bed, next to him.

'Hannie, wake up...' I repeated over and over again in a soft voice s f I shook him gently.

All of a sudden, I felt a thin arm around my waist, but for some reason, appearances are always deceiving. Before I knew it, I was lying down next to Hannie. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it.... my face was red... I was... 'BLUSHING?!'

I tried to escape.. but I couldn't. The thin looking arms were too strong.. and the more I tried to pull away, the more he pulled me closer to him.

Before I knew it, I was only an inch away from his face.... his lips. There was sudden movement, and I felt something soft and sweet on my lips.... it was his lips... against mine. He began to bite down on my lips, and I let out a soft moan. It hurt, but it felt good. His teeth were tearing through the layers of my lips.

I pushed him away, still blushing. And I tried to wake him up, but this time, it wasn't as gentle.

"Hannie!" I exclaimed louder, but still keeping a slightly softer tone.

Finally, the squirrel like boy woke up, blinking his eyes to adjust to the lights.

"Hyung?" He said, sounding kind of like a question. Then, a few seconds later,  he started to smile brightly. "Good morning."

I couldn't help but smile back, "Good morning, Hannie."

It took him some time staring at my face before he realized the cute on my lips. I swear he practically jumped up, just like how the cartoon characters did when someone was chasing them.

"OMG! CHANNIE HYUNG!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LIPS?!" His hand reached over to lift my face up as his thumb slid over my lips.

I became a blushing mess but still tried to hide it.

" I'm fine, Hannie. I just hit a wall and busted up my lips a bit. I'm fine.. really."

Jisung then sighs a sigh of relief. "Thank God."

"Um... you should go have your bath now. I'll go wake up the others.... but after I put some clothes on, " I said with a slight chuckle, still a bit flustered.

Jisung nodded and asked me one more time if I was OK. And of course I wasn't.. but I responded yes

I put on some nice casual clothes because after waking them up, we were supposed to head off to dance practice





After putting on some clothes. He woke up the others. In 1hr 25 minutes. Everyone was in the dance room. He was extremely weak for some time but decided to dance anyway.

It was the last song of the morning, and Chan had to to a hand back-lit like he usually did on that song. But since he was extremely weak. He wasn't able to stick the landing and fell and hit his head.

He tried to get up, but he couldn't... his body wouldn't listen to him..

'Get up... come on, chan.. get up,' but still nothing. He could feel his vision and contiousness slipping away. When he finally closed his eyes, the only thing he could hear was the yelling and screaming of his group mates begging for him to wake up....

Thank you for reading. This book will be updated every Monday and Friday, I hope. Please comment if there are any mistakes in the book.

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