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3rd person

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3rd person




"Tzuyu-ah, have you seen Y/N?" Sana asked with a pout and her face painted with a sullen look as she stops by behind Tzuyu's little compartment.

The Taiwanese visibly froze in her tracks once she heard the sweet and honey voice of the devil herself. She didn't dare to look back at her chair. She couldn't comprehend that Sana was currently conversing with her.

"I-I don't know, Miss." Tzuyu straightforwardly says, stammering when she felt the presence of the Japanese come closer behind her. Sana lightly groans.

"She didn't tell you anything after the seminar?" Sana asked in pure incredulity as she frowns. Tzuyu gives a faint sigh before answering.

"She seemed to be in a hurry when she got out of the building, as if she was to meet you." The Taiwanese says in a begrudging tone. Sana was baffled by the sudden attitude of Tzuyu.

Sana knew damn well that wouldn't bug Tzuyu if she had her own ways. She couldn't use the tracker on Y/N's phone since she had deactivated it long ago after they had gotten serious about their relationship.

"It seems like I won't be getting the answers I want from you. I shall take my leave." Sana states in a piercing and numbed voice, reminding Tzuyu that she was her boss.

After Tzuyu heard the faint sound of Sana's heels clacking against the marble floor disappear, she lets out a slight wheeze.

"Perhaps... Sana forgot about me." Tzuyu mutters in an indignant and disgruntled tone before engrossing herself with work to distract her thoughts.



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Jisoo was currently in Rosé's house, frantically pacing around her living room while the chipmunk was out to sabotage and screw up a peerless relationship.

"I-I fucked up, big time." Jisoo stammered while his voice was trembling and quavering out of trepidation.

He plops down on the couch and buried his face in his hands as feelings of guilt and self-condemnation was killing him slowly. He peered at his phone that was resting above the coffee table in front of him.

Jisoo was torn between calling Sana to tell that everything about Rosé's plan and just letting Rosé destroy their relationship.

After dreadful minutes of just staring at his phone, he decided that it was best if he called Sana. His pupils shake as his hands tremble from apprehension while he his fingers tap Sana's number.

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