Symphony of Renewal [A SKZ FF]

Chapter 5: Blooming Tension

Miya Centric:
The ride to the dorm was... awkward, to say the least. As soon as Kyra had left and they were out of JYP's sight, the atmosphere changed completely. Turns out Miya's eyes weren't deceiving her when she saw Minho scowling at her.

They got into one of the company's cars. Since all the members were travelling, a driver would be driving them. Miya was last to get in, so she naturally sat next to the door of the vehicle. She was sitting next to Felix, which for her was better than sitting between two of the boys.

The drive started. The silence was so loud you could probably hear a pin drop. Miya felt hesitant to breathe, feeling like she would be pounced on if she made even the slightest wrong move.

The driver flashed her a concerned look through the rear view mirror that the boys didn't seem to notice, obviously having felt the tense mood. Miya just gave him a fake reassuring look, not wanting to create any conflict. She was just waiting for the moment she would be able to get off the vehicle. She resorted to looking out the window for the whole ride so that she could distract herself from the intense glares directed at her, even if it worked just a bit.

They finally reached the dorm. Miya got out of the car immediately. When they entered the dorm, there was a pause. It was like the boys were silently communicating with each other as to who would escort Miya to her room.

Chan sighed, seeing that no one opted to do so. He walked up to Miya. "Follow me. I'll show you your room," he says in a calm, albeit cold tone.

Miya just nodded. She would rather have one of them glaring at her than eight.

The walk to Miya's room was silent, as expected. They entered her room. She was surprised to see it already had a bed. She gave Chan a questioning look.

"JYP said we should get you a bed in advance. The maknaes got it," he says, answering her unasked question. Miya nods again before he continues. "You should get settled in. Dance practice is in a few hours." He then leaves the room.

Miya lets out a breath she didn't even know she had been holding in once she was sure Chan was out of earshot. She looks around her room, scanning it. It was actually pretty big. It was just barren and needed touching up. She was sure she could make it look and feel like her in a bit.

She sits down on the bed, beginning to unpack her things. She thinks about everything that happened that day as she does. It seems like her new group members already hate her for no reason. Thoughts start to flood her mind. Did she leave that bad of an impression on them when she didn't even do anything?

She racks her brain, trying to think of any instances where she may have come off as rude or anything. She found none, though. She lets out a frustrated groan, falling back onto her bed. It's like they just hate her. And she's supposed to be in a group with them? She won't give up so easily, though. She's been waiting and training for so long just to debut. She won't let the chance slip through her fingers.

Her eyes suddenly widen as she remembers Chan's words. You should get settled in. Dance practice is in a few hours. That means that she'll be alone in a room with eight people who hate her guts... for several hours? How was she going to survive dance practice?

At least Chan seemed like one of the calmer ones of the bunch. She couldn't exactly say the same about the others, though. Especially with the way she had caught Minho staring at her. If looks could kill, she would have been six feet under a while ago.

She physically shudders as she remembers the instances. Pulling out the blankets she had brought with her, she decides to take a short nap for now. Otherwise, she'll get a headache from overthinking. When she wakes up, she'll prepare herself for the inevitable dance practice.

Third Person POV:
Meanwhile, the rest of the members were currently in the living room, having a 'mandatory group meeting' as Chan had called it.

"So... how is she?" Jeongin asks quietly, not being able to help but feel a little curious.

"She seems nice... but we're still not going to go easy on her," Chan says, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes narrowed in thought.

The others nod in agreement. "We have to get her to somehow leave the group. She can't be one of us," Seungmin adds firmly.

"I just can't believe we have to teach her choreographies," Lee Know groans out. He knows that since he's the leader of DanceRacha, he'll have to interact with Miya the most.

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Double update because I'm in a good mood!☺️

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