Kihyun

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Prologue:

Running late again! She can't lose this job! She doesn't watch where she's going. Kihyun was checking tweets on his phone not really paying attention to what was happening around him. He didn't hear Shownu "yah! watch out!" and then crash! papers and folders flew everywhere. Not looking up from the floor gathering folders and sheets in her small arms "I'm sorry, really sorry." Kihyun helps her "it's okay, my fault I wasn't paying attention."

 He looks up and sees her face, behind those glasses she was beautiful. He must've been staring too long cause she was blushing. "umm...thanks" taking the folder he was still holding. he should've asked her name but something about her made him tongue tied "umm...err...y-yeah" he stuttered awkwardly. She gave a small smile thinking it was kind of cute but sadly a guy like that would never date her. 

Suddenly someone yelled "yah! Ji Soo! hurry your ass over now!" That was her boss. Kihyun hated that someone would talk to her like that. "umm...yeah I'm c-coming." she stuttered and hurried towards the guy. At least now Kihyun knew her name. Ji Soo he smiled all the while on the plane her face in his head. What bothered him was that he had noticed the amount of injuries on her hand. That worried him a lot. He sighed making a mental not he had to look for her.

Jisoo sighs "i wish you'd give me a chance, I've working under you as a producer for 5 years." she appealed while jogging after her boss. Her boss sighs "we've been through this you're not ready." she sighs "please please please! I am ready, I'll even show you the choreo i learnt." He looks at her with a sigh "fine, show me" . The music for stuck starts playing and she dances the routine accurately. After she had finished she looks at her boss hopefully. "you did good, make sure you're on the plane tomorrow." she squeals and jumps up and down even giving her boss a hug "thank you!" 

Present:

Everyone was at the airport, they weren't allowed to be on the same flight as Monstax. Everyone's name was checked off the list. "This is it! I'm going to be in my first music video as a back in dancer!" she thought They arrive in LA and drop their stuff off to the hotel. Everyone gets given their outfits, plain black tops, a mask, a cap and skinny black jeans. Tying my hair back looking in the mirror "okay, this is it don't do anything stupid" she says to herself in the mirror.

Taking a deep breath she leaves the hotel room to meet the other dancers. An assistant rushes passed "excuse me" she calls to Jisoo "c-can you give this to Hyungwon? It's his costume. He's in room 185." she looked really out of breath and tried, her hair flying out everywhere from rushing about. "umm...yeah, sure" she smiles and takes the outfit.

Jisoo finds the room she quickly smooths down her hair and takes a deep breath before knocking on the door. Hyungwon hears the knock "Kihyun! door!" he shouts. "aish! why can't you answer it!" Kihyun complains. Jisoo could hear the conversation Hyungwon shouts "I can't I'm on the toilet!" Jisoo giggles and then there was a pause. 

Someone was coming to the door, she quickly stands away as it opens to reveal Kihyun. His hair sticking up in angles and he was wearing a white dressing gown "ummm...I-I have Hyungwon's outfit" she says shyly. She remembered the last time she saw him he had walked into her making folders fly everywhere.

She blushes at the memory. Kihyun "you're one of the back in dancers?" he asks. He thought she looked bad ass with her wavy brown hair out and the whole black outfit clinging to her figure. Jisoo looked down and played with her ring on her finger "y-yes i-i'm a back in dancer." He smiled thinking how cute she was. He takes the outfit from her "thanks for bringing this, I'll catch you later". Jisoo's heart skipped beats "ummm...s-sure." she gives a smile and walks down the corridor. Kihyun doesn't go into the room straight away instead he watches Jisoo walking. He was so happy to see her again. He goes into the room smiling brightly.

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