• part seventeen •

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Reaching up, on the tip of her toes, Sunhee manages to pin the last section of her star fairy lights.

"How does that look?" she shouts down to Chan on her phone.

"I think it looks like a really good distraction from your music video, Sunhee," he retorts, making Sunhee sigh. Of course, she didn't want all the attention on her music video.

The announcement was made, and a couple million people were now waiting on YouTube for her music video to drop, eager to see if she's good enough for their boys or if she's going to completely ruin the group.

Of course, she's anxious. How could she not be?

"Two minutes, Sunhee!" he calls out, snapping her from her thoughts.

Is two minutes enough time to kill yourself?

Grabbing her phone from its propped-up position on her chest of drawers, she sits on the edge of her bed.

"Chan, I can't look," she winces, seeing that there's only half a minute left.

All of her training, all of her worry, all of her fear, all of her dancing and vocal practice have led up to this moment.

Every failure and every triumph, every mountain and molehill has led up to these three numbers.

"Three. Two. One."

Sunhee watches her phone between her fingers as the first view comes in.

Refresh.

50k.

50k...

50K??

"Chan, 50k?" She refreshes the screen again and basically jumps out of her skin at the number.

1.1 million views.

Right now, all over the world, her voice plays out through one million speakers. Her face projected on 1.1 million screens.

Refresh.

3.25 million views?

3.25 million people are having opinions about her. Looking at her. Perceiving her.

It's too much.

*This* is too much.

Looking down, she finds her chest rising and falling, swelling with air, and letting it out with a dizzying breath.

"Chan, I'm just going to step out for a second," she tells him, hanging up the phone without saying goodbye.

Without a thought, she leaves her room and heads straight for Jeongin's room, where she knocks and enters to find him sat at his desk, on his laptop, posing his hand into a heart, but Sunhee fails to notice.

Instead, she just stands by his bed, mutters, "It's released. I'm so scared," and flops backward onto his bed, letting her head hit his soft mattress as hard as possible.

Rather than responding normally, he just begins laughing, pointing to his laptop which is...recording the two of them with a stream of chats flooding in?!

"I know, Stay and I are all watching it." Quickly covering the double chin she has from the awkward position, Sunhee holds in a scream.

After taking a deep breath, she sits up and scoots to the edge of his bed and waves at the camera, saying, "Face reveal, guys!"

Jeongin claps his hands together and lets out a loud laugh, filling the whole room.

"Here she is, Stay, our raccoon!" He points to Sunhee, and she just smiles and waves, trying not to cringe at herself.

How could she be so careless?

"So, Stay, you get to interview Sunhee before any press. What do you want to ask her?" He stares into his camera, taking a peek at Sunhee behind him, making sure she isn't left out.

When he'd talked to Chan, he had said to make sure Stay knows Sunhee's a part of the group and not to separate her from them at all.

He reads out the first comment he sees, "Who's your bias in SKZ?"

"Myself, of course!" she laughs, and Jeongin chimes in, "Stan Sunhee, guys!" He frames her face with his hands, and she smiles.

"You sound like Stay." She pushes his shoulder gently, giggling.

After a while of joking about some more, Sunhee asks Stay what they want them to do, and more than half of the comments read out things such as, "Show her 'Red Lights'!", "Make her watch 'Red Lights' 😜", and so, reluctantly, after Sunhee begs to know what "Red Lights" is with genuine curiosity in those big, brown eyes of hers, Jeongin gives in and puts it on his laptop.

The thumbnail is enough to make her face go sour.

"Jeongin... what is this?" She rests her chin on her hand but quickly turns away at the sight of the man she was getting emotional over just yesterday being choked by Hyunjin.

"JEONGIN, WHAT IS THIS?" She screams, covering her eyes from the monstrosity in front of her that Jeongin simply laughs at.

"Jeongin, this is no laughing matter." She hops off his bed and walks over to the corner of his room, standing in it, facing the wall.

"Haha, she's traumatized, look." Jeongin slides his laptop to face her.

"You better never do that," she orders, waving a finger at him, refusing to do so much as look at the guilty expression on his face.

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SORRY YALL

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