This was never meant to happen; she'd never planned on finding herself here...and yet she was. Clothes were going in to suitcases, that ridiculous banana bed was hiding in one of may boxes, probably at the bottom of the ever growing pile and the dorm the girls had shared for the last year was nearly empty. It was all over, and there was nothing anyone could do to reverse it by this point. F(x) were over and everyone was going their separate ways, despite the initial fight to keep everything going.

The worst part was, they didn't even get their fan club name.