Symphony of Renewal [A SKZ FF]

Chapter 12: A Fistful of Fury

Miya Centric:
It had been a few days since Miya had gotten sick. She had eventually recovered from her cold and fever. The boys hadn't bothered her once during this time, which astonished but also relieved her. They had even been taking care of her sometimes.

Right now, she was at the door to the dorm, ready to head out. She had agreed to meet up with Black Forest. She was supposed to do it earlier, but she couldn't as she had been sick. She had also made some excuse as to how she had fallen ill.

She was currently the only one there. They boys were all currently in their rooms... or so she thought. She put her hand on the door handle. She was about to open it when she suddenly felt a pair of hands roughly grab her, pinning her to the wall next to the door.

This coaxed a soft gasp to escape her lips as she looked up to see who had grabbed her. It was Minho, his cat-like eyes fiery. Her eyes widened, surprised by the outburst.

"And where do you think you're going? Don't try to run away when you've been basically bedridden for the past few days. It's your fault you got sick. You should have taken a shower every day after practice," he rants, acting like it was common sense. His grip on her wrists tightened to the point where it would probably leave marks.

Miya scoffed in disbelief, but she bit her tongue to hold herself back. She couldn't believe the words that had just come out of his mouth. He had the nerve to say that after he was the one who would spray her with the most water during practice?

Seeing his face, she could tell he wanted to get under her skin. She didn't say anything, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was succeeding. She instead glared at him. The fire in her eyes matched his, if not more.

The other members cane, having heard the commotion. They watched the altercation from different places, intrigued. Minho's eyebrow twitched when he saw that he was failing to rile her up.

"I saw the comments, you know? They're right. You probably paid or did something else to get into the group. I doubt you're even skilled or talented," he continued. He wasn't really thinking at this point. He was just saying anything that came to his mind so that he could make her mad.

The others were silent, not daring to interfere as they watched. Still, Miya kept her resolve strong, not backing down. A devious smirk then appeared on Minho's face, which started her.

He spoke, his tone now oddly contrasting the deadly one from previously. "And your dear sister, hm? What about her? I bet she got into Black Forest the same way. Must run in the family to be a-"

Minho didn't get to finish his sentence as a fist hit him square in the mouth. He stumbled back from the force of the hit, cradling his now busted bottom lip. The silence from the others had been broken by Hyunjin, who let out a gasp.

Miya, in a moment of white rage, had broken out of Minho's grip and punched him. She was surprised at herself. She didn't even know she could do that.

"You can say what you want about me... but say anything about my sister, and you're dead. All eight of you," she heaves out, turning her pointed glare to the rest of the boys. She wasn't even sure if she could do that, but she could definitely try.

Taking advantage of their temporary shock, she quickly heads out of the dorm. They boys couldn't even stop her, as they were processing what had happened....

Miya makes her way to the café she and Black Forest had agreed to meet up at. She quickens her pace, still feeling the adrenaline rush of the moment. Plus, due to what had happened, she was probably late now...

Third Person POV:
The boys were currently seated in the living room. It had been a few minutes since Miya had left after punching Minho. They had thought of following her but decided against it. They didn't even know where she had gone.

Minho winced as Chan pressed a cold compress to his lip, treating it. "Stay still. You kind of got yourself into this, after all," Chan fusses, rolling his eyes slightly.

"I can't believe she actually has guts," Minho mutters, chuckling quietly. He had to admit, he was more impressed than mad at Miya for what she had done.

"I know, right? I was genuinely afraid when she turned to us. She looked ready to kill," Jeongin responds, his eyes wide as he recalls the moment. The others laugh at his traumatised expression, some of them even nodding in agreement.

"But seriously, though. What the fuck happened back there?" Han suddenly says after a bit.

Felix nods in agreement. "Yeah. What happened to not letting anything happen to her?" he says next. He was the only one who wasn't sitting down as he furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest.

Minho hangs his head low, letting out a sigh. "I don't know. I wasn't... thinking straight at that time," he says half-heartedly. Felix just scoffs in response.

"When do you ever think straight?" Seungmin quips, making Hyunjin burst into laughter. Minho glares at Seungmin, the younger flipping him off with a smug expression on his face.

"Be serious, guys," Changbin huffs, giving Hyunjin and Seungmin a look that makes them shut up instantly.

Chan nods before speaking. "Changbin is right. We have to draw another line. No speaking bad about Kyra... or any member of Black Forest just to be safe. Unless you want Miya's threat to come true. I'm looking at you specifically, Minho." The others nod in agreement, even the hard-headed Minho.

Felix brings something up out of the blue that makes the others' eyes widen. "By the way... if anyone notices the marks on Miya's wrists, we're done for..."

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So that happened...

Double update! I don't know what to say after not publishing new stuff for like two (?) months lmao. But anyways the blackout situation has gotten better. And updates will become regular in December probably.

Also if I'm being honest I haven't been feeling motivated to publish and even type out chapters. Y'all don't even comment. So please, support this book if you want to let me know that people are enjoying this.