Jensen's P.O.V.

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"What's your name?" the translator asks me.

"Oh, no need to translate for me. I can understand Korean," I smile as I tell the translator.

Yes, I studied how to read, write and speak Korean since I'm freaking addicted to B1A4. I'm a BANA! I know all of their songs and I'm their stalker. HAHAHAHAHA.

And since my baby sister is an EXO-L, she influenced me in liking the group, too, but I can't say that I'm a full-pledged EXO-L... yet. Not yet. But I'm sure I'll go there. Nevertheless, I knew the issues about EXO and their co-artists in SM Ent. and I'm greatly affected by them!

And I knew some more of the Korean groups through my baby sister and my friends that are K-Pop lovers but there's only one group that I really like, and that's B1A4.

But... it's my ex who introduced B1A4 to me and I will remember him every time I see and listen to B1A4. But who cares? We're over but I'm still a BANA. That's what matters.

Anyway, I studied Korean for me to understand my idols. Plus, I love to watch Korean dramas, too. It helps.

So from this point on, I will narrate in English even if we're conversing in Korean.

"Really?" Suho says in awe. "Why did you pretend that you didn't on that incident?"

"Well... I think I was drugged that time so I can't use my brain properly, and... I just didn't want to let Youngmin to know all about me," I say bitterly. "He researched me thoroughly enough. I felt so exposed."

I look at Suho and the three men beside him whose names are Sehun, Xiumin, and Luhan. They all look at me sympathetically, and it turned quiet so I break the ice.

"By the way, you were asking my name, right?" I smile at them though I still feel weak. "I'm Jensen Tinker."

"Jensen?" Sehun asks.

I nod. "Yes. Jensen. I know. It sounds boyish. But I swear it's a uni name."

Xiumin chokes a laugh. He's suppressing it.

And Sehun chuckles a little, too.

"Okay, first things first," Suho says. "We need to know your personal information, Jensen."

I am speechless for a while. I still think twice on exposing my information since Young-min looked up all about me.

"We will help you," Suho assures me.

Oh, they did.

Their help was huge and it's something I can't repay.

At first, I thought I really was going to die.

Well, I was prepared and I'm already letting go.

It's true that it's up to you whether you want to live or not.

You control everything.

It's just your will to fight.

The first one, I don't know. Something held me back.

Then I tried again. I let go.

But just as I'm letting go, I heard a voice.

It's like a whisper, but it's very loud.

It echoes in my whole surrounding.

Don't ever scare us like that again. I need you to keep fighting. I need to know you. It's not true you don't have any reason to live. You saved us, so you deserve another life; another chance. So keep fighting. You'll have to do more things! It's too early to leave... I'll help you look for your reason to live. I'll be waiting for you to wake up.

I saved... them...?

No, no one could persuade me when I said what I will already do.

But...

I'll help you look for your reason to live.

Who...?

A reason to live, eh?

I thought about it a lot.

I'm still hesitant.

I'll be waiting for you to wake up.

Who will?

I thought about it really hard.

Should I see this guy?

Yes, the voice sounds like a guy.

At least, he's waiting for me to wake up.

I thought about what I will do; what my consequences are.

Well, in everything you decide to do, there is a consequence.

Then I decided to see this... guy.

He should be true to his words.

Everything went in circles and everything turned dark. Wind hustled in one direction.

Then I opened my eyes.

There's a light.

A real light. By real, I mean it's a bulb. But it's quite dim.

I tried to move my body.

I was able to shake my feet. I tried shaking my right hand and I was able to lift it. Then I tried shaking my left hand.

It's heavy. Was my left hand paralyzed?

I turned my head to look at it.

Oh, someone's holding it.

Someone...?!

Who's this?

I pulled my hand free from the hold slowly, but it was still enough to wake this person up.

He slowly lifted his head up and quickly looked at me when he realized that I moved.

His eyes were wide as if he'd seen a ghost.

"You're awake...!" he exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I am. Why are you looking at me like I came back from the dead, Oh Sehun?"

Then his eyes turned wider.

Why? Did he think that I didn't recognize him?

He shook his head then he turned his head somewhere behind him.

"Suho-hyung!" he shouted. "She's awake!"

Then I saw Suho run towards where we were.

And that's where he called the doctor.

The doctor checked my vitals and after knowing that I'm perfectly fine, the doctor started to ask me my personal information.

I think it's for them to know if I had amnesia.

I don't have a ing amnesia. I still remember what happened. Vividly.

"So tell us about you, Jensen," Suho says, breaking me from my deep thoughts.

"Uh..." I mumble. "Jensen Reine Tinker is my full name. I am 20 years old."

"Right," Suho says. "Where do you live?"

"I'm from the Philippines," I reply. "Manila. Marikina City."

"Are you studying?" Xiumin asks.

"Yes," I nod. "I'm taking up B.S. Multimedia Arts and Sciences."

"Favorite color?" Sehun suddenly asks.

"Huh?" I wonder out loud. But I answer it anyway. "Black."

"Food?" he asks again.

Okay. I suddenly became hungry.

I realize I'm very hungry right now.

"Fries. Fried Chicken. Cheeseburger. Lasagna. Spaghetti. Carbonara. Uhm..." I continue to think.

"Band?" he asks again.

"Foreign?" I ask. "I mean, Asian? Or Western?"

"E---"

That's all I heard because Suho suddenly coughs loud.

"Sehun, you could get to know her later all you want," he says in a slight strict tone. "We need to know her important information first."

I look at Sehun and he just nods. Luhan is patting his back and Xiumin is laughing quietly.

Well, this is a sight to see~

"Do your parents know you're, well... here?" Suho asks.

I frown. No, my parents don't.

And come to think of it, I don't want them to know.

"No," I breathe out. "And it's better that way."

Suho's brows furrows. "How are you kidnapped?"

My body stiffens.

It's not that I don't remember anything. It's just... it's horrible.

I sigh.

"I'm walking alone on my way home," I tell them anyway. "Then that's it. Someone gripped me from behind and covered my nose and mouth with a hanky. I think I was drugged. Then I passed out. I woke up in a bag. That's how."

Suho grunts then sighs.

"Then what are you and Mr. Kim talking about?" Sehun asks.

I raise my brow.

"Yeah," Xiumin appends. "We saw the video. You wrote something?"

Yes, I wrote something. A fan fiction. Just a fan fiction, and all these happened.

I got kidnapped, almost died and separated from my family. And got dumped.

If you ask me if I regret writing that fan fiction, my answer is no.

Why?

Because I know that I can kick Young-min out from being the CEO of S.M. Ent. if the whole country would know about what he did.

I won't let that chance slip. I'm alive and I can use myself as evidence.

And the video that they are talking about...

Ah, yes. They saw the video and...

Wait, was I blabbering about my work at the vid?

"Uh..." I mutter. My head still hurts. "Yes, I wrote a fanfic."

"Fanfic?" Xiumin asks.

"It's... how do I explain this," I think. Then I sigh. "It's a story where you idols or anime characters are included. It can be any story. Sometimes, you could be out of character. And sometimes, it's about a fan's fantasy wherein they want that certain situation or story to happen to them and they share it for their co-fans. But no harm~ It's just a fanfic. It's fiction."

Ooops. I think I said that a little bit bitterly.

"So who's in your story?" Luhan asks cheerfully.

Who was it?

Ah, that's right.

"You," I reply smiling.

Luhan giggles in a manly way. (Is that even possible? I guess only Luhan could execute that.) Oh, the giddiness. "What was the story about?"

Well, if my fic is about him, I can tell him, right? I mean Luhan is there in the story and he is personally asking about it now, so he has the right to know.

"What was the story about that it caught Mr. Kim's attention?" Luhan asks again, now more eagerly.

I giggle then sigh. "Its setting was around when you nullified your contract with S.M. Ent. and you really left EXO..."

I turn silent. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that terrible event up."

"No worries," Luhan smiles. "Continue."

I smile. "So, at my story, when you left, you went to a club to just chill, relax. And you met a fan there who's going through a post-break up."

Luhan is now grinning.

"There, the fan and you exchanged stories so you became... well, quite close. And there, the fan expressed how affected she is with the issue.

"The dialogues that I wrote is also my opinion about how S.M. Ent. treats their artists. And I wrote it as a cry for that mistreatment.

"I didn't expect that what I wrote was actually true until he kidnapped me and tried to kill me."

I stop talking, for whatever I wrote there, I didn't need to tell them because I know that they know what I'm talking about.

"Then?" Luhan still asks.

He's that interested?

"So yeah," I sigh and continue. "You became friends and took selcas and..."

I stop.

Oh my god. This is embarrassing.

I take it back when I said I want Luhan to know that story of mine.

I just can't tell him that, "You became friends and took selcas and made out and had an awfully awesome !"

I can't, can I?

No, no. I'd rather be swallowed up by the ground that tell him that!

"And?" Luhan asks excitedly.

"You could just read it yourself, Luhan-hyung~" Sehun suddenly butts in.

I sigh in relief. Thanks, Sehun! You're my savior!

I doubt he'll read it for himself anyway~

Suho sighs. "So because of that, huh. What you wrote there was true and he was afraid that people would know so he kidnapped you?"

Then it strikes me. "Where is that bastard, Young-min?! I'm ready to testify and support the video!"

They look at me as if I'm a freak then they laugh.

Did I say something funny?

"Jensen, darling, Mr. Kim is already arrested," Sehun explains.

He's arrested?

Oh, good.

Wait. Really?!

And did Oh Sehun just called me "darling"?!

"That was fast," I say out loud and to stop myself from blushing.

"Mr. Kim was arrested on the spot after he..." Suho says and stops. "After he shot you..."

I nod. "Then who's the CEO of S.M. Ent. now?"

"The one who's in the position next to the CEO," Sehun replies. "I don't know what that position is called. Assistant CEO? Vice President? Director?"

"But it's only temporary," Xiumin explains. "The board are talking about this carefully and they're actually having a meeting now, since he's just arrested. There's no final decision yet because the investigation is still on-going."

"Does the artists of S.M. Ent. know?" I have to ask.

Suho sighs. "Not all... yet. The board will send a mass message to all when they're certain."

"Of what?"

"Of what Mr. Kim did," Suho says with a smug face. "He's arrested but who knows what he could do?"

And I get what Suho is trying to say.

I must not underestimate that bastard. He's so powerful that he can hire a very good lawyer that can bend the truth.

"But I thought you have a video?" I frown as I realize this.

"Yes, we do," Sehun brightens up as he wiggles his phone in front of me. "But we're planning to show this the moment Mr. Kim decides to tell lies to further pin him."

Okay. I'm in awe.

His statement left my mouth hanging open.

They have thought of this very well, too.

I shake my head and chuckle. "That's great. I mean, that's awesome."

Suho smiles. And the rest of them do, too.

"How about you?" Luhan asks.

"Me?" I point myself.

"No, you," Luhan says sarcastically while laughing.

I roll my eyes at him. "What about me?"

"What do you plan to do?" Luhan asks.

Suddenly, Suho stands, inhales deeply and faces me.

"Jensen," he starts.

His voice shouts authority that my body stiffs the moment he said my name.

"Hmmm?" I manage to respond.

"You saved me from... well, death," he goes on. "Personally, I want to thank you for that.

"And you saved us, all of us in S.M. Ent. You don't know how big this is for me. Your work... It's just a story, yes, but it did a lot of change.

"You were able to speak the truth that us artists can't. For us, it's a lifetime thanks.

"Our freedom depends on our next CEO. Hopefully the next isn't like Mr. Kim and hopefully the board members who are on Mr. Kim's side would be fired, too.

"We would like to show you our gratitude by giving you anything you want."

Anything?

Suho nods. "Yes. Anything."

Did I really say that out loud?

"Do you have something in mind already?" Luhan asks. "I, myself, would like to thank you. My gift of appreciation is different from what the others will give you."

I do. But I brush off the thought first.

"But it's too much..." I say shyly.

It's true. I just wrote a story. A reward will be too much.

"I know you're thinking of something, Jensen," Sehun blurts out.

The nerve. He caught me.

Suho stands up straight. "You can tell us. It's alright."

"What you want might change your life," Sehun says. He laughs slightly.

I'd like to laugh at his joke.

But I'm serious right now.

I sigh. "I want to change my identity."

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A/N:

Holla! Finally! An update! HAHAHAHA.

Sorry this took so long. I just finished my midterms (all 3D TAT) and the one-week event at school just got finished, too, wherein I contributed a lot of work.

So far, this chapter is the longest~ 10 pages in MS Word. XD

Aaaaand! I'm liking where this is going! Whoo!

And BTW, the fanfic that Jensen is talking about here is "One Night S̶t̶a̶n̶d̶ Love...?!", also written by me! :3 Please read it, too. LOL You can find it in my profile. :D

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