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《 Yujin: Believe Me》

Written on: Thursday, 5.12.2024

Words:  2345

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The studio hummed with quiet energy as the members of Zerobaseone sat around the large table, pouring over lyric sheets and debating minor changes to their song. It had been a grueling morning, their heads bent in concentration for hours, but they were determined to perfect their work. The youngest member, Yujin, sat at the end of the table, his lips pursed as he scribbled something on a notebook, visibly tired but unwilling to give in.

Hao stretched and leaned back in his chair, letting out a soft groan. "I think we deserve a break. Coffee, anyone?" He said, running a hand through his hair. "Yes, please. We've been staring at these lyrics for too long." Hanbin replied immediately, standing up and grabbing his jacket. Everyone nodded in agreement, their tired faces lighting up at the idea of caffeine. "Yujin-ah, let's go." Gyuvin called, looking at the youngest member. Yujin glanced up. "You guys go ahead. I'll join you in a bit. I need to go to the bathroom first." Yujin said, giving an apologetic smile. "Don't take too long." Matthew teased as the rest of the members filed out of the room, leaving Yujin alone.

Once the studio fell silent, Yujin stood, stretched, and headed toward the restroom. Unbeknownst to him, the door creaked open a few minutes later, and a figure dressed as a staff slipped inside. The supposed staff member's eyes scanned the room before settling on the table covered in lyric sheets. Without hesitation, they grabbed the pages and tore them into jagged pieces, scattering them across the table. A smirk formed on her face she imagine the consequences Yujin would face and left from there.

When Yujin returned from the bathroom, his jaw dropped at the sight of the shredded papers. Panic surged through him as he stepped closer, picking up the fragments in disbelief. "What happened? Who would do this?"
Before he could gather his thoughts, the door burst open, and his hyungs walked back in, laughing and chatting—until their eyes fell on the mess. The room went deathly silent, the air thick with tension. "What... is this?" Jiwoong's voice was low, but his tone carried a sharp edge.Yujin turned to them, his hands trembling. "Hyung, I—" Hanbin didn't let him finish his sentence. "Yujin. Did you do this ?" Hanbin interrupted, his voice uncharacteristically stern."What? No! I—" Yujin stammered, his eyes wide with desperation."THEN DID TORE THEMSELVES?! DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD WE WORKED ON THIS?!?" Taerae snapped, his frustration evident. 

"I swear...I didn't do it!" Yujin pleaded, stepping closer to them. "Don't lie!" Matthew's anger flared as gyuvin stepped forward, his hand raised, giving a tight slap to yujin. The sharp sound of a slap echoed in the room, and Yujin staggered back, his cheek stinging and his eyes filling with tears."GYUVIN!! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?" Hao's voice cut through the tension as he grabbed Gyuvin's wrist before he could strike again. "He ruined everything. hao hyung!" Gyuvin shouted, his voice shaking with fury. "And you think hitting him is the answer? You don't even know the truth." Hao's voice was cold, eyes filled with disappointment.

Gyuvin's hand dropped to his side, but his anger still simmered. Hao turned to Yujin, his expression softening as he saw the tears streaming down the youngest's face."Yujin. It's okay. Don't cry." Hao said gently, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. But Yujin shook his head, biting his lip to suppress a sob. He quickly packed his belongings, avoiding their gazes, and bolted out of the room."Yujin, wait!" Hao called after him, but the younger boy was already gone. With a heavy sigh, Hao shot the others a look of pure disappointment. "I can't believe you all. How could you treat him like that?" He said giving them a look of disappointment before packing his things. He didn't wait for a response before packing his things and running after Yujin. The van ride back to their dorm was suffocating. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was tense. Yujin sat by the window, his face turned away as silent tears rolled down his cheeks. Hao, sitting beside him, gently took yujin's hands in his and rubbed his thumb on his knuckles offering silent support.