NCT MARK LEE

Hate

Narrators pov: You knocked on the door waiting patiently for it to open but as you walked in you weren't prepared

Y/N pov: You slowly walked in and bowed 

" Hello my name is-"

Haechan: Look...your a girl, your probably just a slut, are you trying to ruin us? This is a GUY group okay? We already saw your profile so don't talk to us unless needed okay?

He got up bumping shoulders with you and walked out just like the others did after. You only saw one of all their faces Haechan of course and you felt like crying, Halfway across the world and your already an outsider. You slowly went to a room that had a door with your name on it.

You opened it to be greeted by a dark empty room with a mattress to one corner and a small wardrobe on the other. Feeling like crying as the room resembled how you felt, Cold, Lonely, Dark, Depressing

Author pov(narrator changed to author): You laid awake in bed way to early at 6:30 am due to jet lag. You decided to explore the place keeping distance from the boys rooms until you found what you were looking for. A piano room, you learned to play since a child and always got lost in the music pouring out your feelings and thats just what you needed right now. 

You sat your self down and saw an NCT song piano version as you started yo play it getting use to the feel soon loosing yourself in the music.

????? pov: What is that noise? It's beautiful.

Getting up he walked out of his room to find the others listening for the same sound. They all went slowly towards the room to find you playing the piano. The leader found himself surprised but soon turned to anger as he walked over to you

Taeyong: YAH!!!! 

he shoved you off the piano as the other members were in shock.

Taeyong: Who do you think you are to just show up and act all big!?!?

Y/N pov: Okay don't break down, don't cry you said to yourself holding your wrist that was bleeding a lot causing a puddle of blood to be on the floor.

Everyone including Taeyong looked down at the injury lost at words for what just happened.

Annoyed Hurt and Frustrated you slammed you other hand into a random piece of wood breaking it striking fear among the others as you met a face you never wanted to see

Y/N: Mark?