Why Can't You Say It? || SaTzu ✔️

2; gangnam

Sana opened her eyes to the sight of lush curtains and cream white walls. She looked down at her clothes and saw a baseball jersey shirt, as if they were meant to act like pyjamas.

"Shit, shit, shit." She muttered to herself. "Where am I?" She flung herself off of the bed and slid her feet into a pair of slippers.

Sliding across the wooden floor, she exited the room and looked side to side, cautious.

Not seeing anyone in the space of the luxurious apartment, she made her way to the door,

quietly,

sneakily,

and-

"Going so soon, princess?" A voice behind her called out.

Sana turned around slowly, closing her eyes.

"You're not a serial killer, are you?" She quaked.

"Yeah, I'd love to kill you in my luxurious apartment and ruin my clean-as-slate reputation." The voice joked.

Tzuyu sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Open your eyes you pussy."

Sana slowly opened her eyes, revealing a tall girl with dark brown hair, her hands folded over as if she was cross.

"The first thing people usually say when they wake up in someone else's house is 'Did we do anything last night?', but you asked if I was a serial killer. I saved you from embarrassment, the least you could do is eat the food I made for you." Tzuyu walked over to the kitchen, bringing out a tray of food. "Eat, you're still hungover."

Sana sighed and sat down, holding her chopsticks as she dragged rice from the pot into her bowl.

"Does your head still hurt?" Tzuyu asked. "You were complaining about your head being sore in the car last night."

Sana nodded as she chewed nervously. She swallowed the food in her mouth and looked up at Tzuyu.

"So, did we do anything last night?" Sana questioned. Tzuyu scoffed and sat across from her.

"Let's say that we did something last night, what would you do?"

Sana's face became red as she thought about it.

"I-I don't know. I'd probably be embarrassed about it for the rest of my life." She paused. "Wait, so did we?" Sana questioned, realising.

"Since you don't know, I won't tell you whether or not we did something. I want to leave it for you to guess. Maybe one day I can blackmail you with it." Tzuyu jested.

"Y-you don't even know who I am!" Sana stammered.

Tzuyu leaned close to Sana's face.

"Or do I?" She smirked as Sana's face became even more heated. "You're Minatozaki Sana, Japan's best actress, and you're involved in numerous scandals. I bet you don't know who I am, do you?"

Sana shook her head as she sighed. "No, I really don't. I'm sorry."

Tzuyu scoffed as she pulled away and took a sip out of a coffee cup.

"I knew it. But you know what, we'll keep it that way." Tzuyu remarked.

"Why?"

"Because you're going to find out just who I am, very soon." Tzuyu sassed as she stared at Sana's confused face. "Your manager is probably very worried about you. She's gonna call in three,

"Two,

"One."

bzzzz. bzzzz.

A small vibration could be heard from the sofa. Sana's puzzled face turned around several times.

"Is that my phone?"

Tzuyu raised up her own phone in her hand.

"Sure is."

Sana got up from the table and walked over to her bag. Sure enough, it was Nayeon.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" A voice screeched from the other side of the phone. "YOU'RE DEAD WHEN YOU GET BACK TO THE STUDIO. DEAD."

"I'm sorry, Nayeon. I'm in - well, I don't actually know where I am." Sana confessed. "I'm in a stranger's house." She laughed nervously as she rubbed her shoulders.

Nayeon scoffed.

"I know just where you are, and who you're with."

"Would you like to tell me please?" Sana smiled nervously yet again.

A sigh could be heard as Nayeon seemed to be typing on a computer.

"You're with the one and only Zhou Tzuyu, Taiwanese visual goddess and model."

Sana opened her eyes in shock as she cupped her hand around the phone.

"Zhou- Tzuyu? Taiwanese visual goddess? What's up with all these nicknames?" She whispered.

"I know you're talking about me." Tzuyu called out.

"Shut up." Sana retorted.

Tzuyu grinned as she walked closer to Sana.

"Do you know who I am now?" Tzuyu raised an eyebrow.

"Can you let me talk to my manager please? She sounds very alarmed."

"OF COURSE I'M ALARMED YOU DUMBASS. YOU AND TZUYU ARE SAID TO BE DATING AFTER SHE TOOK YOU HOME LAST NIGHT!" Nayeon yelled.

Tzuyu's eyes opened wide.

"W-what? I'm said to be dating her?" Tzuyu gulped. "Sana, put the phone on speaker."

"Why should I?"

"Because you don't know whether or not we actually did it."

Sana groaned and touched the button. Tzuyu started biting her nails as she stared diligently at the phone.

"Nayeon, is it like, a scandal?" Tzuyu questioned.

Nayeon seemed to click her tongue as she sighed.

"It could be. Koreaboo and Dispatch have already released articles about you two."

Tzuyu walked away, suddenly shivering.

"Tzuyu?" Sana questioned.

"Don't question her. Her reputation was as good-as-gold until now." Nayeon stated.

"But it's not my fault she decided to take me home, and to her house!" Sana chided. "She shouldn't have taken me to her apartment."

"It's not just that, Sana. To add salt onto the wound, some paparazzi - or stalker - took a photo of you trying to kiss her and unbutton her shirt. Passerby's said that you kept saying, "Hot stuff," to her."

"I-I did what?"