After suddenly being discarded by your now ex-boyfriend, you find yourself being thrown into the most important competition of your life... Love tries to make its presence, but it proves difficult in the end for you with the odd correlations happeni...
++ The stage was silent as you waited for the results, only you and five other people were left standing there out of the hundreds of thousands of people who auditioned. You had worked long and hard to be where you were, or so you thought... The moment you turned and saw the judges you knew you were not there just because of your singing and dancing abilities... You were there because of someone else... ++
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One of the unknown judges stood to their feet and spoke up loud and clearly, "Hello everyone! Thank you for all of your hard work, I know originally we were to have only four participants move on... But there has been a slight change in events." Everyone looked about one another before he began to speak up again, "The set you decided on beforehand will still be set in motion, but everyone will be working with the artist or artists of the selected song. Jackson would you care to explain the rest?"
"It would be my pleasure." The familiar acquaintance suddenly stood and his eyes landed happily on you, his knowing eyes gave you chills, as he explained the rest of the details, "Since you will be working with these artists more... Intimately, we will be doing a reality tv like event for two months then move on to eliminating one person every week until we have a winner. Please give us a moment to escort you each to your respected rooms, congratulations everyone!"
While everyone cheered you remained silent, a state of shock, as your eyes landed on members of Got7 scattered around the judges. Your palms grew clammy and your breathing quickened slowly, you felt like you were going to pass out when you caught Mark staring you down with a smirk. Your throat grew dry and you couldn't look away from his intense gaze, you were trembling...
This was supposed to be your chance to get away from him, but here he is... Watching your every move like you were prey, easy for the picking. It didn't take much thought to understand why he was there in person, Jackson's affiliations to Got7 is that much obvious and you were sure someone in the line up picked one of their songs by the way you saw their mouth hanging open at them... These were unfavorable odds for you...
"Judge! We can help escort people to make it faster! Right guys?" JB hummed happily as he bowed politely and the judge nodded then thanked them himself before making his exit with his entourage... You knew you were fucked... Those were his friends, they always had Mark's back... They never helped or just pretended not to hear or see the constant rain of abuse. Of course you were soon left without an escort, only to turn and see Mark was now alone with you in the theater...
"Hello (First name)... How are you baby?" Mark hummed softly, you shivered at the sound of his words echoing painfully throughout the theater. You remained silent, terrified by the his gaze from afar, but then he slowly made his way to the stage where you were... Each step made you shiver more violently, you were frozen with fear... Violent flashbacks of past attacks came to mind and you shook even harder...
