Jiyeon's POV

"The time I spend with you... It always makes me feel relaxed. It feels as if I'm living in pure bliss."

I looked over and saw him looking at me. His smile was innocent and charming. His skin was milky white. He looked like a prince coming out of a storybook. There was only one problem though. I couldn't tell who he was. His voice was familiar, but I couldn't think of who it was.

“Jiyeon-ah, do you hear me?” The voice was so familiar. “Jiyeon-ah...”


“Jiyeon! Wake up, we overslept!” I felt someone shaking my arm. They were persistent in making me wake up.

“Give me a few more minutes...” I groaned. I was only a few more clues away from figuring out who the mysterious man was.

“Aniya! We don’t have that sort of time. Wake up!” They continued to shake my arm. “Yah, do you want to be removed from T-ara?”

I immediately woke up. “Unnie! Why must you do this to me in the morning? I was so close to figuring out who the man was.” I slapped the bed.

“What are you talking about? There’s no man...” She looked at me as if I was crazy. “Yah, stop making me waste time. Get dressed. Our schedule starts in 30 minutes.”

“Hyomin-ah, I can’t finish everything in 30 minutes.” I started to whine.

“Well, who told you to oversleep?” Her voice was stern. She was actually serious this time. It wasn’t a joking matter anymore.

“Okay, okay. I’ll try to finish.” I got out of my bed and changed clothes. Once I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and cleaned my hair, I set to do my make up. “Really... shouldn’t we have a make-up artist doing this for us?” I scowled.
I started off with a light pink lipstick. I placed its tip onto the lower lip. I smudged it left, then right. I removed the lipstick from contact and rubbed both my lips together. Next, I took my lip gloss and placed it onto my lips. Following the same procedure, now my lips were shiny and healthy looking. As I applied my concealer and blush, I couldn’t help but be bothered by who the man in my dreams really was. I knew him, but yet at the same time, it felt as if we just met. It continued to bother me until I finally finished placing on my entire make up.

“Ah, really, who was he?” I screamed in frustration. I got up from the table and left the room in annoyance. Why did I have to have such a dream?

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Once we arrived to our fan sign, I let go of all signs that something bothered me. I put on a smile and greeted each fan with a warm welcome. Once we were on break, I took my phone out to take a picture of everyone who has gathered, but something caught my eyes. I noticed I had a text message from an unknown number.
I opened the message only to be surprised. It was from Joon. Not even from Jieun. Instead, I got a message from Yoseob. It wasn’t common for me to get one from any B2ST member lately. It was as if we cut off all ties. Honestly, I did not know why we don’t talk, but I won’t think to much of it.
 

“Jiyeon! It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you. Are you working hard?” His message read.

I replied back, “Yes. How’s everything with B2ST? It was a surprise to have heard from you.”

In a matter of seconds he sent another text. “Ah, B2ST is so-so. We are very tired with our concerts and promotions in Japan. Was it a surprise? I bet you must have been extremely happy to have oppa text you, am I right? ^^”

I let out a chuckle. “Aigoo, you’re so confident. I have to go now, I’m at a fan signing. Let’s meet up later, alright?” I clicked send and placed my phone back in my bag.

After another 30 minutes of smiling and signing pictures of T-ara, we finally were done. It was tiresome; however, I couldn’t help but feel energetic in front of my fans. They were probably standing in front of the event area for hours before I was even awake. Our fans were definitely the best!

Meanwhile we sat in the van, I took my phone back out. I looked at the text Yoseob sent.
 

“Ah, arraso. How about tonight? I am free. I’ll pick you up. Just tell  me when and where.”
 

“Okay. I’ll check my schedule. I’ll tell you in a few alright? I can’t wait to meet up.”

For the rest of the afternoon, T-ara spent time in the studio preparing for our new album. Although we weren’t completely busy there, we didn’t have much freedom. Afterwards, we had to practice the choreography. The dance was suppose to be a different, more exciting side of T-ara. It required much more energy than the rest of our dances, but at the same time, it was also more fun.

“Ah, Hyomin, I’m so exhausted.” I dropped onto the floor and sat against the mirror. I felt the sweat roll down my face.

“We’re almost done. A few more times then the rest of the night is ours.” She sat next to me. Although she was tired, she still acted as if she could continue for hours.

“Let’s get it done then.” I pulled myself up off the ground.

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“Ah, the night is ours! The freedom!” I spun around in the air in excitement.

“You’re such a dork.” Hyomin yelled out. “Yah, let’s go have fun. Where should we go?” She swung her arm around my neck.

“Uh... want to go watch a movie?”

“Arraso. Let’s go watch an old movie though.”

“Why an old one?”

“I felt like watching Mother.”

“Ah... okay. I approve of that movie.” We walked to the nearest movie rental. Once we received the movie, we went back to the dorm. I nearly forgot what I was suppose to do.

“Hyomin, can I invite Yoseob over?” I pouted.

“Ah, I suppose it is fine, but I’m going to invite Wooyoung then, alright?” She winked at me. We both started to laugh.

“Gomawo unnie.” I hugged her.

I went to reach for my phone to tell Yoseob. “Oppa, you can come over. We’re going to watch a movie. Bring delicious food with you too, ok?”
 

“Oh, ok. I’ll bring the best food Korea has to offer! :)” Yoseob replied in a matter of seconds.

In about 20 minutes, we heard the doorbell ring. “Oh, that must be Yoseob.” I jumped off the floor and approached the door. Outside, rather than Yoseob I saw Hyuna. Her expression wasn’t the same as it usually was. Something was off.

“Oh, Hyuna! Why did you come here?” I smiled at her.

“Come outside. I need to speak to you privately.” She spoke coldly to me.

“Ah, ok.” I walked out into the hallway and closed the door. “What was it you wanted to tell me?”

“This still isn’t good enough. We need somewhere that is discreet.” She grabbed my arm tightly and began to pull me down the hallway with her. She walked all the way to the end of the hallway where the elevators were.

“Hyuna, what is so important we have to be in such secrecy?” At the moment, the elevator doors opened.

“Get in.” Hyuna walked in before me. I slowly approached the elevator. “Hurry up. I don’t have time to waste on you like this.”
Once we were both on the elevator, Hyuna pressed to the main floor. Once we started to move, Hyuna immediately pushed the stop button.

“Hyuna! What are you doing?” I cried in worry.
All that I got as a response was a cold glare. She raised her hands up. With that, I felt a shooting pain within my cheeks. I fell onto the floor, my head smashed back onto the buttons. I looked back up and saw Hyuna bending down to me.

“You, you really are something.” She scoffed. “You think you are perfect don’t you? Stealing men away from people, acting like a little princess. I really can’t stand it! You aren’t any of those. In fact, you are far from it. Stop all the lies. You can’t even act!” Her words stabbed me one by one.

“Hyuna...” I started to say.

“Yah! Did I ever say to speak! I can’t stand little children like you!” She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me off the ground. “I swear, if you don’t leave Joon, I will end you.” She pushed me up against the wall.

“Yah! What are you doing Hyuna?”

I looked up from the floor to see Wooyoung standing in front of the elevator door. He dropped his bag and walked up to us. He pulled her hand away from me and stepped in between both of us.

“Jiyeon, leave the elevator. Take another one back to your dorm. I’ll speak to her.” He whispered to me.
I followed his instructions and left. As the doors began to close I could hear him shout. It wasn’t all the time Wooyoung got angry. In fact, it was rare to see that happen. Yet, today, I witnessed it. As the door to another elevator opened, I saw Yoseob running into the building.

“Jiyeon-ah! Hold the elevator for me.” He was running into the elevator. “What happened to you? Your shirt and hair is all messy.” He put his bag onto the floor and began to straighten out my clothes.

“Yoseob, it’s fine. I can fix everything when we get to the dorm.” I let out a slight smile.

Walking to the dorm, it was silent. I was still in shock of what happened in the elevator. I wondered what happened to Hyuna. Why was she all of a sudden telling me to leave Joon? She was fine with the fact we dated a couple of months ago. Why was it all of a sudden she was uncomfortable with us?

“Jiyeon! Are you alright?” Hyomin ran up to me as I opened the door to our dorm. She began to check for any signs of damage.

“Unnie, I’m fine.” I pushed her hands away from me. Wooyoung stood next to Hyomin looking at me. “Ah, Wooyoung, thank you.” I bowed and walked into our room.

When I saw myself in the mirror, I truly was a mess. My cheek was still blood red from the impact of Hyuna’s slap. My hair was sticking out all over. I let out a sigh and turned my back to the mirror. I changed my clothes and fixed my hair. When I opened the door, I saw Yoseob, Hyomin, and Wooyoung sitting in the living room.

“Yah! Did you start the movie without me?” I sarcastically yelled.

“Aniya, hurry up though. I will start it now if you don’t come out.” Hyomin yelled back.

“Arraso, arraso.” I put on a pair of slippers and ran into the room. Hyomin and Wooyoung were sharing the couch. He arm was slung around her as she leaned her head onto him. Yoseob, on the other hand sat on the floor next to the table. On the table, kimbap was placed out. I decided to keep Yoseob company. I sat down next to Yoseob and started to eat.

“Aigoo, Jiyeon, you eat too quickly. What will we have for the end of the movie?” Yoseob joked. He slightly pushed me to the side.

“You’re not my dad.” I stuffed my mouth with another piece of kimbap.

“He might not be your dad, but I am.” Wooyoung said. I looked up and saw his poker face.

“Ah... really... fine. I’m sorry appa.” I lowered my head in shame.

“Ah, both of you are really weird.” Hyomin spoke up. “Okay, enough talking. Let’s start the movie.”

That night, the four of us spent time together watching the movie. We had moments where we laughed, we smiled, but mostly, we cried. It was impossible not to cry honestly. Even the men cried. I looked up seeing Wooyoung cry alongside Hyomin. Next to me, I could hear Yoseob sniffling. At the end of the movie, each of our eyes were swollen from the tears.

“Hyomin, why did you suggest such a movie?” Wooyoung asked while wiping his eyes.

“I liked it. I didn’t think you would cry so much though.” She let out a laughed and punched his arm jokingly.

“Yoseob, what did you think of the movie?” Wooyoung asked.

“Ah, like you said... I regret coming here. I don’t need all of you seeing me cry.” He let out a chuckle.

“What are you afraid of? We didn’t take any pictures.” I laughed.

“Oh, I wouldn’t be too sure.” Hyomin chimed.

“Yah! Unnie, you better not have taken any of me.”

“I can’t make any promises.” She stuck her tongue out at me.

“Yah!” I screamed. We both let out laughs.

That night, I felt as if everything problematic was gone. I was in a world truly of just pure joy. I was spending it with 3 of my close friends. It’s a memory I truly cherish. If only it could’ve lasted longer though....

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A/N: I actually updated quicker than usual for once! Well I hope you enjoy the chapter. Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes you may have found while reading the chapter.

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