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! ep. 02 pt. 02 ─── ʚĭɞ

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Yoomi knew immediately that there was no point in even trying to appeal to the group in front of them. Automatically, she already three votes in Heeseung, Sunghoon and Jay - because really, there was no way she was going to be able to convince them to change their minds on her now - and whoever they had told about her were already convinced on her stance. 

So, she was just going to relax in the luxury of the main I-Land building for what time she had left. 

Prompted by the other's actions, she had left her backpack by one of the white chairs that surrounded the egg-shaped gateway, following the group around as they explored the building. Yuji might home a certain ambition that caused many emotions with her to become dull and lifeless, but even she could admit that the building was out of this world.

First, the largest dance studio on the first floor, which was a large, mirrored room with a wall of glass showing them the gateway. Besides that was a smaller room which seemed to be for smaller practises, and above the both of them a small room with the voting panel, that displayed a line of thirteen cards that she was almost certain they weren't actually supposed to find.

Then their travels took them up the long flight of stairs and into the living area; a modern space accented with bright orange. Tucked in one corner was the kitchen, dining space what looked to be the main bathroom and a pantry. As soon as they came up the stairs they were faced with a set of pale sofas and coffee tables, which definitely provided enough seating for them and about twenty others.

The sofas were positioned around a small glass circle that allowed them to see down into the room below, and just metres away was a door onto a patio, which had several beanbags on as well.

Almost like a rather well-behaved yet insanely quiet cat, Yoomi trailed around the back of the gorup, following them as they looked around the main living space before turning to the corridor along the right hand side of the second floor.

The hallway housed several bedrooms, each with different themes of purple, yellow, green and blue, as well as a gym and a room of clothing. 

One thing became clear from their searches; I-Land was built for thirteen people and thirteen people only. Yoomi wouldn't be a part of that thirteen, she had already accepted it and moved on. 

But as the others came to terms with the fact that there would be a dumping, Yoomi turned her back on the kitchen and turned towards the pantry, deciding that if she was going to be dumped in a couple of hours, she better not be hungry whilst doing it.

All the others were slowly gathering back together as she ripped open the crisp packet, leaning against the counter that the food was stacked on, glancing up only for a moment when the door into the small room opened and closed. 

Jay came to a stop in front of her, not looking at all happy.

Yoomi stared at him for a moment. "Oh, it's you." She made sure not to hold any specific emotion in there, just the general tone of dislike. "I'd offer you one but.. I know you're going to vote me later on and that really makes me rethink my offer."

"Why the hell would you come here?" Jay seemed to be very much aware of the cameras, glancing around to quickly locate as many as he could, voice lowered as he tried not to be heard so much by the cameras. Yoomi knew they wouldn't use this clip anyway - she could predict just how personal this was going to become, and their instructions had been to practically ignore the fact you knew some of the people before.

"Because I wanted to, Jongseong." Yoomi replied. "I was offered a place, I took it. I am glad to see you finally took a page out of my book and didn't even try and lie about the voting."

"Why should I?" He shrugged. "You're already convinced it's true. However, on the off chance that you do stay here, I think there need to be boundaries set, because excuse me for not wanting a shouting match to be aired on television."

"Those? Oh, they're fun." 

Jay let out a sigh. "Just don't get in our way. We won't bother you, so don't bother us, okay?" He said, looking towards her again. "You have a disagreeable personality, Yuji, it's not worth the hassle."

"You'll only have to deal with it for a little while longer - I'm sure you'll be quick to take care of it." Yoomi shrugged. "It's fine. I didn't exactly come here to win."

"What?"

"You heard me, make what you want of it."

And that would be all that Yoomi would give Jongseong as to his question about just why she had come to the show. She wouldn't give anymore answers, wouldn't even have a chance to talk about it.

Because within the next few hours, she would have been voted off.

And that was what she was there for.