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I couldn't hear anything; my mind had gone blank as I pushed past everyone and walked back towards the house. From the way they were all standing around the man who came to deliver the news you could tell they were arguing. The looks of agitation on all of their faces were familiar. It reminded me of my childhood.

I didn't want them to be mad. It wasn't their fault. It was my fault to think that this could be anything close to permanent in any degree. The walk towards the bedroom I had come to sleep in for all of this while seemed longer than it ever had been. The familiar sound of white noise continued to ring through the air.

Why was it all so... quiet?

Usually, I could hear everything, but now it was nothing. Only the white noise was there to comfort me in ways that my mother never had when I was a child. Why now? Why were they only letting me go now? I picked apart my brain for any kind of possible answer to my many questions. The timing seemed off when their tour was only just around the corner and they'd need to find them a whole new choreographer.

They need me but it seems like they don't want me. I weakly pushed open the large wooden door and memories flooded to me like the river rushing through during a storm as the clouds ran over your head. My bag was laying on the side of the bed. The grab for it was hasty but I quickly hurried myself along and began to stuff all of my belongings into it.

This meant I would have to leave them... again. The last time I had left I wasn't even sure that I wanted to come but this time, I wasn't even sure that I wanted to leave. They could've just kept me until after the tour, so I would be able to support the boys throughout it. The dramatic change of staff could throw an off-balance into effect. Me and the other person could have different teaching methods and it could confuse them?

If that is what the company are after, then there they go. They have sealed their own doom because this will mean they won't be as focused. Damn it. I mentally facepalmed and shook it off my mind. I'm no longer with the company or even NCT, I can't worry about them anymore.

If I worry it implies, I care. I care but I can't let them know that, the company would see them as my new weakness. It was shady. Usually you receive a warning before they let you go from a job but the only thing I received that even related to a 'warning' was this peculiar man turning up outside of the house and telling me that I've suddenly been let go from the job.

Weird.

I shook the thought from my head and continued to throw everything I owned into the singular bag and sling it over my shoulder. I need to get out of here. The door opened from behind me just as I had stood up and there he stood once more. A straight face sat upon his hardened face. He's disappointed in me, he's disappointed that I'm going to leave the group. That I'm going to leave him.

His eyes are glazed over. He's deep in thought as he allowed everything to register in his brain. Suddenly, everything came back to me. I could hear everything again as I began to walk away. Away from him and everything that I have come to love over this short period of time. A tight grip grabbed onto my wrist and restricted me from walking away any further.

"Please..." Taeyong looked up at me and straight into my eyes. "Y/n, I love you. Please don't leave me again."

Trust me. I don't want to.

The words didn't even leave my mouth as I pulled my wrist back from his grasp and walked out of the room. He didn't come after me. I went down the hall as quickly as I could and straight out the door. The sly ass even ordered me a cab, pathetic.

I took my bag and opened the door, throwing it in to the furthest side. Wait. Crap. I didn't even pay my rent this month... I can't go stay there anymore. My mind wondered and one of my stupidest ideas washed over myself. But maybe... Maybe its time to go home. And by home, I mean to my mother.

No matter how much she may annoy me I think it would be better than staying here with the possibility of me getting dragged back by them. Knowing them, they'd try. I slowly pulled my phone out of my pocket and messaged my mother about the fact I would be coming home. Just like her, she replied with a simple 'okay see you soon'.

I didn't want to leave but I couldn't stay. My time in Korea is just over. Booking a plane ticket was simple enough as the taxi sped off in the direction of the airport. Everything blurred past me as I looked through at what I was leaving behind, who I was leaving behind.

The thing is that I know how I was leaving everything that I had built with them behind. I wasn't meant to be with them forever and that is one of the most true and obvious things that I have ever told myself.

Hours went by and I was finally sat on the plane and just as it went to take off, I glanced at the glass windows to see a pair of eyes staring back at me. They held so much emotion as the plane began to move, sealing my fate.

Goodbye Korea.

Goodbye Taeyong.

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A/N

hey guysssss, this isnt the end of the book so please dont put it down! I repeat, this is not the end of y/n and taeyong's story. we here for the tea sis. more coming soon. c: