The Boys

Chp 14: The problems

Sunny's POV

I woke up to the non-stop ringing of my phone.

"Sunny! What is all of this rumours and pictures?!" Kim Young Min.

"What rumours? What pictures?" I asked sleepily.

"Check online! Come to my office later!" He hung up. Geez...

I went online as I dry my hair. Bwoh?! There were many pictures of me together with my other idol friends. All males. Sungmin... Oh no! He's getting married! He can't be involved.

I got dressed and ran down the stairs. They (BTS, GOT7, EXO brothers, Girls) were watching the news about my photos. I ran past them and out of the house. I put on my shoes and hailed a cab to SM Ent. Who would put up those photos? Why? Sera?

Along the way to Kim Young Min's office, I got glares and heard whispers about the photos. I ignored all of it and knocked on Kim Young Min's door.

"Come in! Ah! Sunny! Explain the photos."

I sat down opposite him and explained "These photos are not of me flirting or toying with the idols. They're my very close friends."

Kim Young Min sighed "You're my favourite Sunny, don't let your talents and hard work go to waste. We'll clear this up in a few days."

"Thanks. And can you help me convey my apologies to Kim Saeun, Sungmin's future-to-be wife for all this chaos."

KYM nodded and smiled. I turned and left for the dance studio. We didn't have practice today but I felt like I could use some anger 'treatment'. I played music on shuffle mode and danced.

After 5 hours of dancing non-stop...

My lungs started to hurt. I should stop but I don't feel like it. I stopped half-jump when my music was stopped.

"Henry? What are you doing here? Turn on the music." I looked behind.

Henry folded his arms " 5 hours non-stop. Why are you doing this to yourself? Mind you, you have cancer."

I collapsed on the floor and drank some water. My hair was wet. I feel sticky. Henry threw me a towel.

" Go home" He pushed me out of the dance studio.

I used the towel to wipe sweat on my arms and legs. My hair was too wet. I hailed a cab and went home.

"Sunny! Where have you been?"

"Not the time Jimin." I sighed

"Unnie, why is your hair wet?" Wendy asked.

"Wendy, meet me in my room in an hour." I walked past them and went to my bathe.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess.  I sighed and took a bath. I changed into a red long sleeved checkered t-shirt with black shorts.

Wendy knocked on the door and came in slowly. " Unnie, do you want to talk?"

"Mm! I'm stressed out. All these things happening right now. *sighs* " I felt myself close to tears.

Wendy hugged me, patting my back. "Let it all out Unnie. It'll be okay."

30 MINUTES LATER...

I stopped crying. I pulled away and apologised for her wet shirt.

She smiled and shook her head "It's okay. Although I didn't really advise much, I hope I helped you a little."

I smiled " You did. Thanks."