Everything

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Athena's POV

Desiree took a sip of water from her glass, before smiling at me. "My pleasure."

"Animosity is a 7-member band. It first started as a school band. You know what school?" I shook my head, "HTU. Yes, none other than Harrison Technological University."

"All seven of them are childhood buddies. It was their Freshmen year, 2012, when they started Animosity as a band. They always play on school events."

"Then, it went well. They started having gigs outside of school. Event Coordinators started inviting them. Their career rocketed high. They eventually joined YGE, Yurukawa Group of Entertainment. And right there and then, they became the talk of the town."

"Until early 2016, the band announced its hiatus." She sighed. "It happened so fast. One day, everyone's talking about them. The next day, it seemed as though Animosity never existed."

My brows creased. I frowned in confusion. "Why? What happened?"

Desiree took a deep breath before continuing, "Because of B.I Gozon. Their leader, the heart of the group."

"He was quitting the group. So sudden. The information were very limited. YGE, the management handling them, did so well in hiding what was happening. The only thing we knew was, B.I flew to the states. And he had no plans in coming back."

"Then the next day, news of Animosity's disbandment were all over social media. We were all taken aback. I really thought they're gonna end it like that."

"But YGE denied the rumors and announced their hiatus instead."

"After that, we never heard of Animosity."

I stared at the table blankly, trying to process everything. What happened to them? What happened to that B.I Gozon guy?

"But what happened—"

A loud voice laughing cut me off of my words. It was then followed by more voices chattering. I hissed. Too noisy.

I was about to look behind me, where the door was and where the voices were coming from, when Desiree spoke.

"Oh. my. god."

She was looking straight at the door with wide eyes and mouth hanging open.

I turned my head around, following her gaze.

And there, I found myself looking at a group of guys entering the canteen.

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Six.

Not one or two, but a group of six guys.