trouble | gg apply fanfic

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A loud crash was heard as a female trainee kicked the chair rather aggressively. "Why can't any of you do the fucking dance correctly?" The other girls, minus the one who was sitting on the floor drawing in her sketchbook, cowered in front of the raging trainee.

One gulped, not daring to look the angered female in the eyes. "I-I'm really sorry unnie. We didn't mean t-to make a mistake again." The older girl clicked her tongue in annoyance, running a hand through her brown hair. While all this commotion was going on, the fifth trainee was still sketching in her notebook.

The brunette shot the other girls a threatening look, walking to the speakers to turn the music back on. "Let's go through the first chorus again. Don't fuck up this time." A chorus of okays were heard, and the song started.

Looking up from her sketchbook, the blonde sitting on the floor began watching the other four dance. Everything went smoothly until the final chorus, where one of the girls turned the wrong way, bumping into the trainee next to her. She kept dancing, hoping her mistake had gone unnoticed.

Unfortunately the brunette, who's eyes were similar to a hawks, caught the small misstep. "Yah Chae-won, didn't I tell you errors wouldn't be tolerated if you were in my team for this performance?" Chae-won nodded, her eyes fixated on the floor.

"Then why is it you're still making mistakes?" The brunette was now standing in front of the other trainee. Her face showed no anger, but the irritation in her voice was obvious. Chae-won took a deep breath, doing her best to keep her voice from cracking. "Sakamae unnie, I'm really sorry. I promise it won't happen again."

Seemingly content with the younger girl's apology, Sakamae turned to the other two who were whispering amongst themselves. They were completely lost in their own conversation, ignoring the brunette who was waiting for them to notice her. After calling out for them one more time, Sakamae snapped.

She walked up to the two chattering girls, shoving one of them and grabbing the other one from the collar of her shirt. The girl struggled in her grasp, flailing around in an attempt to free herself. Sakamae dropped the girl just as her hand was about to make contact with her cheek.

The trainee fell to the ground, attempting to crawl away. Before she could do anything, the Japanese girl grabbed her from the back, pulling her back up. "Seems you had an awful lot of shit to say about me the other day as well." Whimpering, the poor girl shook her head rapidly.

"If you're gonna talk shit, say it to my face. I fucking hate it when people talk behind my back." Sakamae turned to the girl she had previously shoved to the ground. "You hear me? If you have a fucking problem with me come say it to my face."

Dropping the girl she was holding the collar of, the older trainee walked towards her bags, beginning to collect her belongings. As she was doing so, Chae-won and the other two began talking amongst themselves in hushed tones. The drawing girl listened to their conversation from afar, only catching the words 'satan' and 'marai'.

Apparently, Sakamae also heard the chatter going on, dropping the bag in which she was putting her things. "Didn't I tell you not to talk shit behind my back?" The girls instantly quieted down, doing their best to seem calm.

"We weren't even talking about you..." One began talking, but her voice faltered after seeing the murderous look in the Japanese girl's eyes. Before any of them could react, Sakamae lashed out again, punching one of the girls square in the jaw. She was about to attack again, but a hand on her shoulder got her attention.

Turning around, she ended up face to face with none other than the silent fifth trainee who had watched everything happen. Sakamae shoved the other girl's grip off, glaring at her angrily. "What the fuck do you want Yeorim?"