Lisa

As expected, I'm here at the 7th floor of YG Building, seating in front of CEO
Hwang's table.

I'm holding the temple of my head, waiting for Sajangnim to arrive.

I heard the door opened behind me. I glanced back and saw Sajangnim entering. I watch her settle on her seat as she kept on glaring at the folder she was holding.

She sighed heavily and then looked at me when she put the folder on top of her desk, "You know why you're here, right?"

I nodded at her, "Yes, sajangnim."

"It's a mess, Lisa. Of all the people you can be shipped with, it has to be a BTS member. And there's nothing I can do about that." Sajangnim looked really disappointed. I just bit my lips since I myself couldn't do anything either.

"W-What about BangPDnim?" I asked her.

She suddenly glared at me, "That's their matter to fix too. Don't engage yourself to anyone in BigHit, Lisa."

"I was just asking. Geez." I rolled my eyes at her.

To be all honest, PapaYg was way better and way less lenient than this woman. She barely let us produce or enter a studio. She just accepts photoshoots, endorsements, and cfs. Obviously, because her company's getting low.

Well, I love YG. I'm a YG born idol. YG is where I was discovered and where I grew to become who I am now. Half of it was all thanks to PapaYang. But this woman right now, she just does everything in her will and power. Controlling us and the company, not even realizing she's actually the main problem here.

"Don't ask stupid questions. And I heard you're getting close to BTS, along with your unnies. It's not nice to hear." She crossed her arms.

I raised my brows at her, "Who isn't? Twice are their friends, Red Velvet are their friends, Girls Generation unnies are their friends, Gfriend are their friends. What makes them different from us?"

"You're different from them. We don't befriend enemies, Lisa. In the first place, you should be at. top. Not BTS." She squinted her eyes at me.

"W-Where are you even coming from, Sajangnim? Why is everything a competition? We don't care who wins in any award shows—"

"I care. Because if you can't win, you're bringing YG down with you. So do your job right. Don't meddle with anybody else. Don't meddle with BTS." She warned me.

I sighed in disbelief, "This is so unbelievable."

"If you don't comply, no full album. No comebacks. No nothing. Remember, this is YG. You are just BLACKPINK'S Yg artists. You listen to me." She said and gave me the brown envelope she was holding before looking down at me.

"Now leave before my decision gets worse." She shood me.

I stood up with a burning flame of anger inside me. But I just clenched my fist and walked out.

But before I could even close the door behind me, I heard her speak again.

"And Lisa, that Jungkook... You better snap out of it or you'll lose your career for sure. You know I'll make sure of that."

Fuck you.

I slammed the door of her office and stormed out of the YG building. I went inside the car and let manager drive me back to the dorm.

I stared down at the brown envelope she gave me.

I slowly opened it with my curious face and took out what was inside.

My eyes widened.

It was me and Jungkook's picture inside a car when Bambam was suppose to drive me home instead of him.

Who even took these? This isn't dispatch knowing that they'll probably leak the pictures immediately.

Is Hwang getting me spied on?

I took out another piece of paper but this time, it wasn't a picture. It was a letter.

From:
BigHit Entertainment

Our fellow Yg Ent, we are addressing you to cooperate with us regarding the matter in Nickelodeon Mexico Nominations 2019. Jeon Jungkook of BTS has confirmed no connection in any way, romantic, friendly, or even in a casual manner does he have for Lisa of Blackpink.

We are requesting for your humble favor to give notice to your artist to stop meddling with our artist.

Again, we apologize for any discomfort.

Thank you.
...

So that's how this is? Playing with my feelings like the old days and lying to me in front of my face is fun for him huh?

He could've just said so and I'd be willing to find him a toy to play with rather than me.

Jeon Jungkook, you fucking liar.

I let one tear escape from my eye because of anger. But I internally promised myself not to cry again.

Especially when it's because of Jungkook.

This will be the last.

Jungkook

Me and BangPD finished talking over the phone after finding out about the article. He just informed me that I shouldn't reply to any comments regarding that matter and shouldn't think about it that much because they'll take care of it.

I was so worried that he might delete the article and BangPD will execute the Liskook nominations in Nickelodeon so I just gave him a lame alibi that they don't have to worry because we won't win anyway.

Knowing how many are opposing on the ship.

"Time to go! Let's go!" Namjoon patted my back and followed my hyungs who went behind him to prepare for our stage.

It's BTS time.

1:02 am...

"Jungkook, sleep. It's fucking 1 am and we have a flight at 3." Taehyung nudged me as he settled on his bed next to me in our hotel.

"You sleep, hyung. Nobody asked you to stay awake with me." I rolled my eyes at him.

He suddenly threw me his sock that he just removed from his right foot, "Jen talked to me for 3hours. I had no choice. And you're just staring at your phone screen for no reason. You look like an idiot. Sleep." And he rolled over for me to face his back.

"Yeah. Thank for reminding. Like I care." I muttered under my breath.

I'm waiting for atleast a call? Since I got a bit scolding from BangPDnim, I'm guessing she got a word from YG too. But it must worse than mine. I mean, that's Yg Entertainment. They play no chances and no mercy at all.

"Come on... Call me." I prayed those words like a mantra inside my head as I stared at his lockscreen. Which is by the way, me and Lisa's picture when we were still together.

I'm holding onto that I miss you of her on our last phone call. Just those few three words and I felt so alive. I feel like I just got a chance and prove myself to her again without any fear of stopping me.

I waited for an hour, fighting the sleepy feeling inside me. I want to atleast hear her voice before I sleep and expect to dream about rainbows and unicorns.

But just as my eyelids close, I shook my head to wake myself up and stare at my phone to check the time.

I've been waiting for 2 hours already. I'm a man of patience but when it comes to her, I can't. She's just oo hard to resist. Especially now that she's giving me that go sign.

So I called her instead.

MY WIFE 💛
ringing...

"Li—"

"Sorry. The number you have dialed is not yet in service or either unattended." The costumer service voice over rang through my ears.

I ended the call.

Did she change her number? Or probably she just turned it off.

Yeah, Jungkook.

And why am I anticipating anyway? She's not my girlfriend anymore...

Fuck. That hurts.

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