Elena's point of view

Yuta jaw clenches as Junhoe smiles smugly at him. He wraps an arm around me before sighing.

Junhoe: Buddy!

Buddy? They're friends?

Yuta: I'm not you're buddy.

Well, nevermind.

Junhoe: No need to be so hostile, friend.

They stare at each other, no blinking and barely any breathing. The girl Yuta is with tugs on his collar trying to get his attention but fails.

The atmosphere is tense and uncomfortable. I go to say something but I'm interrupted by a drunk Cina.

"YOU!"

Junhoe smirks before chuckling.

Junhoe: Me?

Cina pokes him in his chest before hiccuping.

Cina: Yes you! Y-you're that asshole who picked a fight with me!

My eyes widen.

Junhoe: You put me in a headlock, you started the fight princess.

Yuta pulls Cina away before scowling at him.

Yuta: Cina we're leaving.
Cina: I don't think my husbands would like that very much.
Yuta: Shut up.

I tap Junhoe's shoulder and he hums.

Me: Uh, how do you know Yuta?
Junhoe: We were bestfriends.

I look down the hallway to see Yuta and the girl helping Cina walk.

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Once I'm back home I start to remove my makeup. I had a few drinks but I wasn't as drunk as Cina and Santana, don't even get me started on San.

I haven't had a night out in a while but that was quite eventful I'd say. My phone begins to vibrate over and over again, twitter.

I open the app and almost drop my phone at the tweets.

"@ Jessiii was spotted in a club with @ NakamotoYuta??"

"Are they dating?!"

"They're totally dating!"

"They'd be cute together!"

"She can do better!"

"He deserves better"

"What's their ship name?"

What?

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Yuta's point of view

My agent and I stare at my phone blowing up with tweets about my new "relationship", bullishit is what it is.

One little picture getting blown out of proportion.

The door opens and she walks in along with her manager.

Matt: Well we have quite a mess on our hands.
James: We do, I'd like to apologize.
Matt: No need to apologize. They were just two friends hanging out.

My eyebrows furrow.

Me: I was hanging out with my friends and she happened to be there. Nothing more, nothing less.

Matt kicks me under the table.

Matt: Anyways we're ready to release our statement. Is starship?

James chuckles uneasily. Elena stares down at the ground quiet, this is the most quiet she's ever been since I met her.

James: You see Elena's group is starship entertainment's new rookies. The company has high hopes for them, as does the world. However their talent isn't grabbing enough attention.

He taps my phone.

James: This is the most engagement her twitter has gotten ever since debut.

I raise an eyebrow.

James: Starship took notice and well, they want to continue.
Matt: Continue what.
James: The "relationship".

My eyes widen.

Me: I'm not some fucking pawn. You tell starshit if they want that group recognized they better push harder!
James: They said they'd heavily compensate you!

I look at Elena.

Me: Is this what you want? Attention for who you date and not your music?

She looks at me with blank eyes.

Elena: This is my dream but it's slowly crumbling and I don't know what else to do. As a leader I feel so bad that the girls are working so hard but no one appreciates it.

I groan.

Me: The thing about having passion for what you love is that you'll do it regardless. If you sing and no one listens who cares? If you write and no one reads who cares?

She nods her head sadly.

Me: You're annoying and I don't like you very much. But seeing you stoop this low, really annoys me.
James: Think of it as a business deal!
Me: Think of shutting the hell up James, what kind of manager are you?

He sighs.

James: It's either this or the girls disband.

Disband? They just started.

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