Everything Wrong With Him. [Hiatus]

nine.

~Happy new year~

2025.1.3

The following days produced no better improvement on the condition of Tzuyu. The culprit hadn't been found yet and Jeon was getting hopeless. JAY's words on the alleged manager were echoing on his mind, making him disturbed.

Jeon almost wanted to quit JYPE, but he knew he couldn't. He wasn't the kind to back out easily but, he was almost burnt-out.

On the other hand, Tzuyu's parents finally arrived in Seoul, rushing to her apartment. she was lying on the sofa, peacefully snoring. They had got the message of her staying at her own place. When she didn't answer all. Tzuyu didn't remember anything. But when she went to the bathroom, she realised she had dined with Jeon.

"Oh goodness."

Her mom began arguing after she found the boxes of food and cans of leverage in the kitchen. Tzuyu evaded her complaints and found her phone falling off the bed. Everything sounded strange to her. From Jeon's sudden appearance to leaving her on the sofa.

Later, she opened her Instagram to post something and leave some heartfelt messages. But, she couldn't log in at all. It was locked. Later she opened gallery. She found the pictures deleted.

She dialed Jeon. But he didn't answer. Tzuyu then decided to message him but didn't know what to say. "After all, he wouldn't answer me" she thought.

Next day, Tzuyu could attend the jacket shooting as it was the last day of the shoot. Jeon wasn't allowed to accompany her as her parents couldn't put more trust in him. To the point that they even complained about him to the head-management and asked for a better one, or else, Tzuyu would leave the company for the best.

Tzuyu didn't speak her mind, but, during the lunchtime, she talked about her strange feelings to Dahyun. Who could always be there for her and assure that things gonna be OK. But Tzuyu didn't know how to disclose it.

"You know, I'm feeling like someone who can't do her own basic things. There should be someone to rely on, to get on their shoulders, to take me under their cover. I have this weird feeling that I can never survive without them." Tzuyu gasped.

"Oh, little you, you're speaking like it's the end of the world. Things shall pass and there will be happiness. I know you're stronger. I never doubted your resistence and your faith." She patted on her shoulder with the constant cheerfulness.

"Come on. What do you mean?" Tzuyu cried out.

"Do you want me to come and stay with you?" She tried to change the topic but Tzuyu said:

"You'd better not. You know them well."

After some conversation, Tzuyu went to the backyard. She found Jeon fixing his eyes on something over there. She just stared at him about two minutes and later recollected herself when he turned toward her.

"So, about last night, I was doing so ugly. Right?" She tried to start the conversation when of course she wasn't always the one to do so.

"Yes, so ugly. Even uglier when you began singing in high key. I wonder why they give you these lines." He blowed his head up with fresh air and turned to her again.

Tzuyu blushed like a tomato and later replied: "I guess you are good at drinking. So, what else happened?"

"Don't worry. You are not my type." He said and Tzuyu took a deep breath out of relief. "If that is so, you shouldn't worry, because you won't see me singing again."