Park Ma-Ri's POV:
"Hey, you!" Hwang Ye-Ji, a trainee from JYP, was standing outside of our law class. Seeing her standing there, beautiful face and figure of a future idol, brought back all the bad emotions I had tried so hard to suppress. This is what is best for Chan.

"Don't go near Chan again. Do you understand?! And how dare you cut off on me. You don't even have the face to act the way you do." She sneered at me, stepping closer with her long, agile legs.
"What do you mean "your Chan"?!" Yun-Ha mimicked her voice and looked at me with a quizzical expression. "Chan's dating Ma-Ri..."
Ye-Ji laughed out load. "Seriously?" She turned to me, stepping closer still. "You haven't even told your best friend? Embarrassed?" She had reached me now, stopping right in front of me while I was trying to avoid eye contact.
She put her hand underneath my chin and averted my gaze to meet hers. "You better get used to this. I won't forget what you did. How you took him knowing how I felt, what he meant to me." Yun-Ha pushed her hand away from me.
"Don't touch her you crazy bitch." She pulled me away and led me to class. Once we got into our seats, Yun-Ha didn't say anything, didn't ask anything. She just patted my knee and and gave me a look that said don't worry, I'm on your side.

And that's when the tears started to fall inside.

Bang Chan's POV:
"Hey, guys, JYP-pdnim wants to meet for a meeting." I gathered all the kids and we head to his office. I don't know why, but my heart was beating like crazy. The pit of my stomach churned, making me feel uneasy. It was that feeling you got when you know something bad was gonna happen.

Before I knocked on the door of JYP-pdnim's office, we all looked at each other, our faces grave. It looked as if we were about to enter a dragon's den. We practically are. I finally knocked on the door, and opened up. We weren't alone. There was a whole row filled with 5 girls, 2 more standing at the back. It was evident that we were quite surprised as JYP laughed a little and gestured for us to take a seat.

"So you all must be wondering why I have gathered you here today." He took out a piece of paper from a folder that was in front of him. He looked up, becoming serious all of a sudden.

"You two teams will be competing for the chance to debut." It didn't sink in. Not when he was telling us about the survival show. Not when he was telling us about the process. Not when he was telling us about important dates and events. Not even when he said that we had to perform in the Trainee Showcase in a week. At the end of his long talk, he put his hands together the way he does, and told us to prepare a song and choreography for a 5 minute stage.

"This competition is between the company's assembled girl group," he gestured to the girl group and they introduced themselves to us individually, "and the boy group which were assembled by Chan." We introduced ourselves too and wished each other luck then took our leave.

On the way to the practice rooms, no one spoke. We walked slowly, heads down, shoulders slumped. Once we got there, the atmosphere seemed worse than before. I looked at all my members; they looked as if they were about to crumble into a million pieces, and the worst thing was, I felt the same. How could we win against them? We've just about moved in with each other. Woojin-hyung was the first to speak.
"Okay. What are we going to perform?" He feigned a smile, and held eyes with me.
I have to be stronger. I am their leader after all.
"I think we should perform a new song. Something we created together."
No one spoke up. They just looked at each other, until Changbin said "I agree. Does anyone have any ideas?" From there, the heavy atmosphere started to unwind slowly, each member chipping in with ideas for the stage and the song.

But it still didn't change the heavy feeling of my heart.

Park Ma-Ri's POV;
"Where are you headed?" Yun-Ha whisper-talked outside of the classroom.
I smiled, trying to show that I'm fine, even if everything just crumbled in front of me in the blink of an eye, I can't worry anyone.
"Taekwondo." We said our goodbyes and promised to call each other in the evening.

I had no more classes or work, so I decided to visit my old Sebum, Ms Song. I had done Taekwondo since I was 5. My parents couldn't afford it but Ms Song said she would teach me as long as I helped her grand-daughter study, which I did, until she drowned when we were in middle school. Ms Song didn't take on classes for a few months after that and when she did, she insisted that I still didn't have to pay for my lessons. "You were her friend." She'd say over and over when I brought it up once in a while. Ms Song is like my mom now. Since my mom died, she'd always make me side dishes and fuss over how I never sleep. I just want to be there for her now. So, every so often, I go round and help her at the Donjang and spend some time with her.

I open the door to the Dojang, take my shoes off and head to the main practice room. There were little kids of about 5 years old, practicing their high kicks, smiling and laughing whilst helping each other. They made me smile, something I hadn't done in a long time.

"Aigoo, Ma-Ri-a!" Ms Song beckoned me in and the little kids crowded around me. I bowed to them all, and they bowed back.
"Your just in time. It's time for their monthly assessments!" I helped set up the mats in the centre of the room. The kids were called in alphabetical order and tested on their kicks and evasion ability. Of course, they were just kids so we didn't expect much. We just applauded them and cheered for them when they did a very high kick. It was very uplifting.

Soon, the parents came to pick up the little ones, and I helped Ms Song clear everything up. As I did, so many memories came back to me. The times when I had laughed until I could breathe no more, the times when I had practiced and practiced until my body ached, the sad times; especially when Sana had died, and as I stood there a wave of nostalgia just blew right at me as if a storm had brewed with my memories. Tears sprang to my eyes like they do when the strong wind blows your way. Everyone has left me, there is no one left. A tear spills down, even Chan is gone.

"Ma-Ri, let's go and eat. You're so skinny it's a miracle you're standing-" her voices trails away as she notices me trying to hide my tears, but clearly failing. "What's wrong, dear?" She puts the broom down and comes over and hugs me. Her scent reminded me of my past, and made me cry even more.
"I'm just tired, grandma." I sniffed a little and pulled away, reassuring her that I was only tired. After we finished cleaning, we walked down the street to her house.

"Why don't you come over more often?" We set the table and I dig in. "I wish I could, but I'm so busy these days."
"How is that nice guy, Chan? You should bring him with you next time. It's been a while since I last saw him." I freeze at the mention of his name. My heart aches, and tears threaten to fall out once again.
"He's fine. I'll bring him if I can. You know he's a trainee so he's very busy." I try not to concern her. If I told her I had broken up with him she'd wouldn't let me go home.

I wonder how Chan is right now.

Bang Chan's POV;
Broken I am, my pieces are drifting,
Drifting at a time when I was with you,
The pain is too much to bear,
Too much, too much...

I try to think of what to write next, but nothing comes to my head. I scrunch the paper up, frustrated, and start again. But the only thoughts that go through my head are of Ma-Ri, sad love thoughts, and my members don't need to be singing and rapping about how sad I am.
I groan. "What is wrong with me?!" I start over again. And again and again. And before I know it, it's 5 am.

"Ma-Ri is probably going through the same." I reach for my phone, wishing beyond hope that my phone would ring, like it always used to, because she couldn't sleep and she knew I couldn't either. We would stay awake together, not being scolded by each other, but reassured.

I wonder how Ma-Ri is right now.

A/N: hello.
Well it's nice that I uploaded, right? It been ages, right?
I'm sooooo sorry. I've been sooooo busy.
But from now on, I promise to be more consistent...well...I'll try.

Also you may be a bit confused because Skz and AB6IX didn't debut near the same time, but I changed it to be like that. Bear with me.

Also, Chan and Ma-Ri dating was publicly known in my fanfic because JYP isn't an annoying idiot who doesn't let his trainees and idols date. It's so unbelievable but that's why it's fan-fiction. 😂

Thank you so very much for reading and I hope you're all doing well.
Adieu 💕

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