what starts out as a totally innocent ( kidnapping ) outing quickly turns risky. but thatâs what you get for hanging out with the queen of bad ideas anyway, right? renjunâs only lucky he wasnât introduced to this wild side of her earlier. or maybe sheâs the lucky one? idols arenât really known for reckless behavior. theyâre often found following rules and bowing down to their seniors.. because they know better. one foolish act or mistake and everything theyâve worked for can be thrown out the window. a key reason as to why nyx doesnât intend on having her band sign with a label. she knows herself better than that. while it could be easy to try and tame her behavior, sheâd rather not bother. rather not put on a fake smile and let fans get to know the robot sheâs been made into and not what she actually is like when the cameras are off. the relationship they have is formed by the connections she involuntarily is given. it practically comes with her job. not mandatory, however, if you want to have any fun at all throughout the strenuous hours sheâs going to spend with these idols, itâs best to try to be their friend? or at least pretend like she is for the time being. until she can leave and forget all about them.
backup dancing is the only reason sheâs allowed as near as she is to these celebrities. otherwise, she wouldnât touch them with a ten foot pole. no offense to him, though, really. he obviously worked and continues to work hard to be in his position. nyx just isnât a fan of how fake these idols are expected to act. constantly smiling when their mental health is in danger or falling apart behind the scenes. when they feel like fainting, crashing, keeling over from the stress, the lack of food intake or sleep. but enough about that. theyâre on the way back to his dorm for the night ( she wasnât gonna stay. just was dropping him off. walking him home. making sure nothing happened on his way, that he didnât get recognized and bombarded or anything like that. she wonât admit to such a thing if asked her specific reasons, though, so itâs best not to comment. ) when blaring sirens catch her attention. cop cars and an ambulance zip past, a red and white blur, coming to a stop not far up the street. she hadnât even noticed the car accident displayed ahead, probably only because it just happened less than ten minutes ago. obviously still fresh considering there was no blocks put up at the end of the street, rendering the road closed until they get the mess cleaned.Â
the thing is, nosy nyx canât just walk on by. but nor can she stand there and gawk, speculate, maybe catch a few words of explanation here and there. waiting for the newspaper tomorrow morning is too long. and it might not even be mentioned by then. so she gets the brilliant idea to hide in the nearby bushes and eavesdrop on the authorities that inspect the scene and try to collect clues, information on what exactly happened. or maybe sheâll even hear straight from the driver themselves.. if theyâre still alive or even conscious enough. itâs not good, but she canât say she isnât hoping to see a little blood. even if such a sight is bad for the kid who lingers right behind her, barely even a teenager. might be a bit traumatizing to him. unless heâs good with.. gore? but like, the real shit. not whatever is shown on movies. â relax, itâs not that big a deal. what are they gonna do? arrest us for overhearing details that are gonna be in the newspaper eventually anyway? â her eyes are rolling, statement whispered kind of angrily because she doesnât want her hidden spot to be found and she canât stand an anxious child pulling at her shirt. â now be quiet. theyâll probably be finished in no time and then we can go. â tiny branches poke at her sides, uncomfortable. sheâs literally lodged in the middle of a bush all to hear a simple conversation she could find out later. pathetic, not worth it, but that doesnât prevent her from straining and stretching further to hear a little better.Â
deep down, renjun knows he shouldâve seen this coming. after all, nyx is nyx â bold, reckless, pretty much a walking trouble magnet. actually, scratch that. nyx doesnât get into trouble; she is trouble itself. perhaps thatâs part of the reason renjun looks up to her. she is everything he isnât, and he canât help but feel drawn to her. are they even friends? maybe, maybe not. renjun doesnât really know. he prides himself on being able to read people, but nyx is like a closed book.
this can go two ways, he thinks.
one. they get caught. ( the boy can already see the news headlines. «breaking news: nct dreamâs huang renjun â caught eavesdropping on the police!» ) his career? over. his fans? they hate him. his parents? they probably hate him, too. they didnât let him come all the way from china for this. ( he has to halt his dramatic inner monologue for a brief moment, trying to fight back the tears that are welling up in his eyes. the last thing he needs is for nyx to see him and think he's a loser â not that sheâd be wrong. )
two. somehow â god knows how â they manage to get away without being found out. nobody suspects a thing. he gets back to the dorm safe and sound. on top of that, he has a cool story to tell his friends. heck yeah!
( he certainly hopes itâll be the latter. )
at last, here comes the guilt! someone has probably died, yet all he can think about is his career. a monster â thatâs what he is. his mother didnât raise him this way. a sudden wave of nausea has him leaning over to puke his guts out. but even in his darkest moments, renjunâs a considerate kid, so he does it as quietly as he possibly can. he canât just jeopardize everything after theyâve gotten so far, can he?
âlisten,â he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice hardly more than a whisper. 'after this is all over, youâre taking me out for ice cream. you owe me.â
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