𝒮 𝒪 𝒰 ℒ 𝒮 | Hwang Hyunjin

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We all leave the Uber, touching up a bit and spraying on some perfume. Mioko was unable to contain her excitement, and jumped up and down as we waited for our turn. We practically BEGEGD the security guards to let us three go together, and eventually they caved in.

"H-hello!" Mioko says nervously. First was Felix.

"Hello! Mioko, Rosa and... Sadie, right?"

"Yes! You remember us?" Rosa asks.

"Of course I do! From the last concert! Right. Don't tell other stays I told you this, but we want yiu guys to meet Hyunjin in private. Is that okay?"

"Huh? Why? Isn't he sick?" I question. This was weird. Why not other stays?

"Well, do you wanna meet him?"

"Yes please!" Mioko exclaims excitedly, nudging me and Rosa in the ribs repeatedly.

"I'll see you around!" He says as we start to get up, moving over to Chan.

"Hiya, how are you doing today?" Rosa asks, smiling.

"I'm doing well thank you. How are you three? I believe I saw you in the last concert?" He replies.

"We're good. I remember, yes. We did." Me and Mioko say. 

"My, you three are very pretty! Do you focus at school?"

I sigh and mutter. "Sure."

"Mhm. You need to focus in class! Are your marks good?"

"Sure."

"Aish, kids these days. Next time I see you, I want you to tell me your scores are amazing, okay?" He scolds.

"Okay.." I mutter, before getting up and sitting in front of Lee Know. Once we had gone through everyone, Felix asked us to stay behind until everyone had left, so we did. We waited. And waited. And waited. Then waited a bit more. Then a little more. Then kept waiting. Then finally, the last person left. The members asked us to follow them, and Mioko was non-stop giggling as Chan kept on glancing back at her. 

We had arrived at a room which I believe was the studio, and there was... me? 

"Where's Hyunjin?" I asked, looking around the room.

"Here." Hyunjin also said. This was so confusing. Was that Hyunjin or me? Deffo not Hyunjin.

"Wait, you're.. me?"

"And you're me..?" He replies

"Hold up. YOU'RE my soulmate?! I dont believe it!"

"Neither can I." 

I didn't know what to say. I just looked round the room at everyone, then at Hyunjin again. "Hey, I look even uglier. What did you do to me?!"

"Oh my fucking god, shush. Now that we've met, I think we're meant to be in our own bodies now, right?"

"Yeah, I believe so. What's going on?"

"You guys are meant to kiss, dummies!" Felix says, almost excitedly.

"No way! Sure, Hyunjin WAS my bias, but the way he's been acting, I don't wanna kiss, hug or even TOUCH him." I tell everyone.

"The feelings mutual." He shoots me a dirty look.

"This is absolutely ridiculou-" Before I could even finish my sentence, Mioko and Rosa push me to Hyunjin and Felix and Jisung push him, and our lips meet. Maybe two seconds later, we both pull away out of disgust. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I scream at all of them while Hyunjin starts punching Felix and Han in the sides while yelling what was wrong with them. Then, I feel his really weird feeling. It was like my skin was puffed up and is now shrinking and I started falling without trying, and I wasn't actually falling, I was just... growing shorter? I look at my hands, and sure enough, it was my pale skin tone and veiny-ish bony-ish hands. Finally, I'm myself again. "MIMI! ROSIE UNNIE LOOK! I'm me!" Hyunjin looked just as happy as me. It felt weird being myself again.

"Well, they can leave now. We're ourselves."

"Guys, quit this enemies to lovers story and just start it as lovers staying lovers," Mioko said.

"Shut up." I tell Mioko. "What now?"

"You and Hyunjin can make up - or make out - and us members, Mioko and Rosa can go hang out at a café or something!" Han says while giggling, before grabbing everyone and running out the door. I also run towards the door, and of course, they locked it. I banged on the windows, and they saw, but still just waved the key at me and waving goodbye as I flipped them off.

"Fucking god..." I mutter.

"Hey, language." Hyunjin says, pointing a finger at me.

"No you ugly bitch, fucking piece of shit you disgusting motherfu-" Again, I was interrupted. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back, staring at me. It hurt, so I winced a bit.

"I'll let go when you say sorry."

"Fuck you." I reply, in which he pulls my hair even harder.

"Apologise, brat."

"Ouch! Stop that, it hurts!"

"No, I don't think I will."