(Here they're only speaking Korean :D)
rewritten, proofread
Han Juyeon's POV
I sighed, leaning back in my chair. Today was not today-ing the way I wanted it to today.
"FREEZING COLD BUT I KNOW WE'LL BURN FOREVER—"
My phone blared. Yes, that's my ringtone. Yes, it's creative. No, I won't change it.
I glanced at the screen and smiled at the name flashing across it:
Momma❤️❤️
✅ ❌
Accept Decline
Call accepted.
Connecting......
I tapped "accept," and the line connected.
"Yeonnie! How are you? Are you eating well? When does your training start? Yah! Are you eating junk food? Show me your fridge! Why do you look so tired? ARE THEY NOT TREATING YOU WELL—"
"Juwon, breathe," my dad interrupted, his teasing grin cutting through the chaos. "Juyeon's a good kid, isn't that right, Yeonnie?"
"That's right, Dad! See? Even Dad trusts me!" I said with a playful pout, sticking out my bottom lip for good measure.
"You know it's not that, honey," my mom huffed, clearly exasperated. "I'm just worried."
"Mom, I'm eating well, and yes, they're treating me fine. Chill."
"Okay," she relented, but her mom instincts were still on high alert. "Did you have practice today?"
"Yeah, it was from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m."
"What the hell? Do they normally make you practice for that long?"
"Mom, that's the standard timing."
"Honey," her voice softened, "you know we can fly you back home if you're exhausted, right?"
I smiled, even though she couldn't see it. "Mom, I'm fine. I didn't get this scholarship for nothing, remember?"
"If you say so, honey," she murmured, still unconvinced but willing to let it go.
We ended up talking for two hours without realizing it. By the time I checked the clock, it was 10 p.m.
Thank God tomorrow is Saturday.
At the SKZ Dorms
3rd Person POV
The dorms were their usual chaotic selves.
"Hyung, shouldn't we decide where we're going for the break?"
"I think staying at the hotel near JYP is the best option. Thoughts?"
"GUYS, I DROPPED MY EGG—SOMEONE GET THE MOP!"
"OH MY GOD, LIX, YOU CAN'T JUST TOSS THE CONTROLLER LIKE THAT, YOU EXPIRED CHICKEN!"
"WHO USED ALL THE HOT WATER?"
"Hey, I'm super tired, so like—"
"IT WAS CHANNIE HYUNG!"
"I LITERALLY JUST WALKED IN—"
"HAN JISUNG! WHAT THE SKIBIDI TOILET FUCK, YOU ANNOYING-ASS SQUIRREL WITH NO CHERRIES ON TOP! WHY DID YOU DRINK MY SOJU?!"
"I breathed—"
"WHY ARE YOU DRINKING SOJU AT 10 P.M.?"
"COZ I FEEL LIKE IT, YOU STUPID FOX—"
"EVERYONE. SHUT."
Silence.
That was what Seungmin wanted.
He crossed his arms, giving everyone his signature annoyed glare. "Finally. Listen, hoes. The expired fossil just texted me. We need to go live in thirty minutes, so get your asses ready."
"E-expired fossil?" Chan raised an eyebrow.
"JYP."
"Fair."
"I still want my soju," Minho muttered under his breath.
"OH MY GOD—"
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