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"i'm back bitches!" dayoung shouted out as she slammed open the door she came accustomed to for the past month. "i know you guys are happy to see me again," she cheekily let out, her gaze still fixated on the ground as she tried to secure her belt.
silence resonated throughout the room, as if dayoung was talking to a ghost.
furrowing her brows at the noise, she confusingly looked up. "why aren't you guys replying to me?"
the dance practice room was never this quiet.
there would usually be beats of music or scream of laughter booming throughout the room, but today was different.
glancing around the room, the first pair of eyes she met was minjoon's who was frantically trying to wave at her while stalking to her in a worried manner.
"what?" dayoung said out loud. "you're acting as if you haven't seen beauty like this," she jokingly let out.
while minjoon was going towards dayoung, the said girl started to bring her gaze elsewhere before it settled onto 7 bodies that were on the ground.
a smile bloomed on her face. she stepped forward, an indicator that she was going to speak.
however before she could let out another word, minjoon beat her to it by putting the palms of her hand onto dayoung's lips.
muffles could be heard from dayoung's mouth that was covered as she panicky clawed onto minjoon's hands, confusion racking throughout her body.
"ya, be quiet," minjoon whispered loudly.
"why?" dayoung said frantically.
minjoon pointed to where the boys were at, specifically at an object that was in front of them.
a phone.
"okay!" haechan said enthusiastically, to break the unexpected commotion. "everyone, sorry about that. my girlfriend, haesoo, just came and decided to be loud," he smiled out cheekily, lying through his teeth.
dayoung quickly looked behind her where minjoon was at, disgust imprinted on her face in the process. "i'm not his girlfriend," she said, her voice still muffled.
"they are doing a vlive," minjoon mumbled out. "so when i put my hands off of your mouth, you're going to be quiet alright," she threatened lowly over the awkward voices of the boys.
"whatever," dayoung rolled her eyes. "just take your hands off of me."
as told, minjoon slowly lowered her hands down cautiously while suspiciously eyeing dayoung.
sighing, dayoung sat on the floor near them, peering over them to try and see how doing a live was.
"wow..." she whispered out, amazed at the limitless comments that was spilt tremendously in the live.
