7 | Mixed Emotions Club

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That morning we threw our hands in the air and danced our silliness out in the open. Team Sierra was partying that early, but honestly when I stepped out of my room and sunlight caressed my face, I was thinking of two things: Dolores Umbridge and a cup coffee. I know everybody hated her, I hated her for the power she had at Hogwarts. I hated every single bit of her. And I hated that there was this professor just like her at our new study place. Someone so full of hatred and rage inside, someone so dull and insulting.

Gabby started pouring black coffee on my mug, which kind of told me to stop worrying about Umbridge version 2. The Sweater Weather still blasting on the speakers, my soul got back on its place just hearing my team laugh like there was no tomorrow.

I've been starring at my phone for about three minutes so when I got a call from Jooheon, I almost jumped out of my seat. The music stopped when I answered the call, all ears were given to it so I put it on loudspeaker.

The voice were muffled, so we couldn't understand a single word, "Changkyun-ah, is this it?"

What is it?

Should I hang up or listen to them sounding like they're being chased by the bees? Gabby thought that it would be great to listen to them, true enough, we felt that sense of responsibility now towards those seven deadly sins as Zephyr loved to call them.

Our door bell rang numerous times. But I don't know if I should call it a door bell when it was the 'gate' bell.

"I'll get it," Dara's brow raised and stormed outside to maybe kill the one playing games.

Children these days should always remember to not play around door bells. They should be lucky that we did it once when we were kids as well, and we can understand. "Shit!"

Now what the hell is happening?

There are two (2) celebrities inside our humble home. My mouth has been enjoying jaw drops these past few weeks, I can truly feel the heat intensify as we all stare at each other, hoping for an enlightenment.

Jooheon and Changkyun exchanged glances while trying to calm their seemed to be disturbed breathing. They both speak something in their language, then Jooheon hit his brother's thighs that made Changkyun shout and speak, "Okay, okay!"

Both of them welcomed our glares, "there's a problem, there's this girl, a dangerous girl and she paid a visit on our company building." He rapped in front of us, balls of sweat escaping his strong features.

I nodded, considering their feelings. It might sound shallow but if they were being bothered by it that they had to run away from them, it is a deal. One thing Dr. Lee taught us, is that in order to observe successfully, we should always be beside them when they clearly need help. My team knew that so they all went their different ways to wash all the signs of sleep away.

I marched to my room to do the same, and when I closed the door behind me, I've heard two of the seven deadly sins conversing in their own language. My brain already got a thousand questions made up, and I was worried that maybe I won't even have a single answer to those.

When my team arrived at their building, I noticed few more cars parked than the usual and it just gave me a dimmed feeling, a dark aura surrounding the whole company building and if it were just me, I won't even move my feet to go in. Changkyun slipped his hand on my arms like a 7 year-old lost boy as we all walked to the corridors leading to the practice room. The floor was unbelievably heavy, my feet sticks to it like a film in every step.

The practice room found the luxury of the deafening silence. Three out of seven boys were silently talking, one just sitting on the corner with his eyes glaring that would send chills to your spine, two clutching on my arms like I'm their mother... And another one looking down, without energy listening to a girl talk.

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