Rookie Fighting

No savior

I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said. My manager opened the door. I sighed.

"Did you see the rumors?" He asked. Of course I have.

Taeyong and Hina scandal?
Hiding secrets.
Suicidal girl gets shot.
Suicidal girl shoots herself.
Have SM trainees gone off the rails?
SM trainee attracts attention.
And my favorite
Suicidal girl forces Taeyong to shoot her.

"You're Dad saw the rumors. He ordered that you catch the soonest flight to Japan," My manager said.
My eyes widened.

"Jun, but..."

"I already discharged you from the hospital and purchased your ticket back home," He said, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Alright. Make sure no one knows about this at least until I'm gone completely," I said as I began to get out of the hospital bed. I slid my shoes on.

"All of your stuff is packed and we were going to leave for the airport directly from here," He explained. I nodded.

It was a long and silent car ride. I didn't mind this, though.
When we arrived at the airport, My manager handed me my suitcases. I looked up at him.

"Okay, Hina. There you are. Here's your ticket," He said as he handed my ticket to me. I looked up at him. He was attempting to remain professional. I gave him a hug.

"Bye, Jun. Thanks for everything. I'm sorry I was such a troublemaker," I said as I let go of him. I chuckled.
"I really did put you through a lot of trouble, didn't I?"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that you weren't enough," He bowed. I looked up at him.

"You know what? I'm not leaving. Not without giving SM what they deserve," I said.

Before he could disagree, I ran out of the building and called a cab.

"Take me to the SM Entertainment building," I said to the driver. We were off.  Jun called me over and over again. I ignored it. When we arrived, I paid the driver and walked up to the entrance. I took a deep breath. I gathered all of my energy and shoved through the doors.

"Hello, Hina. You can head on over to the practice room after changing," Bitna said from the front desk. I rolled my eyes. I assumed she saw the rumors and yet didn't care one bit. I walked past her and into the elevator. I hit the top floor and waited for the doors to open again.
Whatever I do now, I better take a deep breath because I might go insane.

When the elevator doors opened again, I walked over to the SM office.
Sure enough, he was standing right there. I stormed over to him.

Before I could catch myself, I automatically began screaming.
"WHEN?!"
I screamed.
"WHEN WILL I BE ABLE TO LEAVE? IVE WORKED SO HARD FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE AND YOURE NEVER GOING TO LET ME CHASE MY DREAMS!" My face was beginning to turn red. He turned around and looked at me. When he saw how angry I was, he chuckled. This enraged me.

"Soon." Was all he said. I stomped over to him and stood right in front of him.

"Liar." I said. He glared at me.
"Liar." I said louder. This earned me a hard slap across my face. I looked back at him.

"You're a liar." I said. He slapped me again, this time harder.

"Do you see this? Do you see this?! This is what happened when one of your horribly treated trainees chose their dream instead of their family. When their dream failed them. You know why my dream failed me? Because of you." I said as I shoved him back.

"You tower over me as if having money makes you so much greater but you're weak. You're so weak that you have to be cruel to hide it. If you're nice, you fear someone will steal everything from you. So you're cruel to everyone.
Well listen here, everyone isn't taking it anymore because I've finally snapped. Slap me all you want, sir. But I won't stand down. Kill me right here and right now. I have nothing, not even death to fear anymore," I said. He pushed me hard. I fell into the bookshelf.

"SHUT UP, HINA SUZUKI!" He shouted. I laughed and brushed myself off as I approached him again.

"Make me shut up. I'm just repeating what your conscience has been telling you over and over again," I said. He grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Go ahead, sir," I whispered. He threw me into the wall. A vase on a small table fell over and shattered and I laid among the broken glass. I stood back up, staring at the blood on my fingers. I looked back up at him.

"Take it out on me now. Isn't that all you can do? What are you going to do with my body? Oh I have an idea. Put me with Park Miyoung," I smirked up at him. His eyes widened. I heard a click and was about to turn around when he threw me into the bookshelf and I dropped to the ground. My shoulder hurt badly. I looked up to see Chen, the lead vocalist of a recent boy group, staring at me wide-eyed. He looked up at the cause of my situation. He ran over to me and stood in front of me, spreading his arms out.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Chen shouted, blocking me. I stood up, looking at SM as if to say "Your move", with a smirk plastered across my face. SM shut the door and locked it. He walked toward me. Chen blocked him from getting any closer. I gently pushed him out of the way.

"What will you do now, I wonder," I grinned.

"I'll have to rid of both of you. Maybe you both can join Park Miyoung," When he said this, I sensed that Miyoung was still alive. Wherever he was going to put us wasn't good. He grabbed our arms and pulled us to the back of his office. I looked at Chen.

"Do something," He begged.

"Cover your ears," I mouthed. He tucked his head. I took a deep breath in. Then I screamed. I screamed at the top of my lungs. SM shouted at me. He opened up a door in the back of his office and threw Chen in there. He then threw me in after him and shut the door, leaving us both alone in the darkness. I heard Chen moving around until a bright light shined from something in his hand.