Chapter 1.

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Shit! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

Forcing my legs to move faster, I snaked through clumps of people walking on the sidewalk, desperate to make it on time to training.

I couldn't believe my alarm didn't go off. I couldn't believe I slept in. The choreographer was going to kill me if I'm late again.

Run faster, Mijin!

Being an idol in training was hard sometimes, the constant pressure and training tool it's toll on you. Yesterday, I had spent all day dancing with only three short ten minute breaks. No wonder I slept in.

As the JYP building came into view, I almost sighed in relief. Maybe I wouldn't be late.

Luckily, the path was clear to the front doors and I reached it quickly. Unluckily, I didn't see the person walking out and couldn't slow down in time.

With a yelp, I ran straight into them, making us both fall to the ground.

My head hit the marble floor with a dull thud. I groaned. The person beside me groaned too.

"Sorry," I groaned, balancing my weight on my elbow as I rubbed my head.

"It's okay," the person said.

Looking down, I gasped at the beautiful human I had just toppled over.

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