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“hmmm…” minkyung was nothing if not curious. ghosts were so commonplace for her – she pretty much saw them everywhere she went, after all – so it was entertaining to see how someone else reacted to them, especially when that someone else was an actual idol. “interesting,” she murmured, inching down the hallway toward where danielle had seen the figure. she knew, logically speaking, that a ghost couldn’t hurt them without some serious energy. ( which this ghost clearly didn’t have, if it had disappeared after just standing there. ) still, though, her senses were on high alert – - confrontation was nerve-wracking for her, even if the person she was confronting technically wasn’t even alive anymore. “c’mon.” she motioned for danielle to follow her down the hall, her footsteps light and her heart pounding. 

danielle didn’t need to be told twice. she was pretty much glued to minkyung’s back. she didn’t think that the ghost was going to hurt her. there hadn’t been any scratches and there hasn’t been any indications that it meant harm towards her. “i just don’t know what it wants and i don’t know what to do about this. which is why i needed your help.... well, it’s mostly because i can’t imagine anywhere worse than being stuck haunting an entertainment company. watching people’s dreams die and people being terrible with their lives,” she mumbled. she hated how she rambled like this when she was nervous. but seeing ghosts were a little bit unsettling. because you knew it was a dead person. someone that wasn’t alive and had died a long time ago. hopefully, this person didn’t die a horrific death. hopefully they died in their sleep and in a peaceful way.

sunhee just rolled her eyes. she was pretty sure it was physically impossible for mina – and everyone else in the group, for that matter – to be ugly, but she wasn’t about to bury the girl in compliments. it would only fuel her ego, make her get a big head. at least, that’s what sunhee told herself. ( it wasn’t that she was too jealous to make the words come out without any venom in her voice – - that wasn’t it at all. ) she watched mina dance, always a little bit awestruck by how gracefully she moved. it was like everything came effortlessly for her. sunhee knew that wasn’t true; why would she be coming to an unsigned dancer for advice if it was so easy? “you’re not bending your knees enough during the chorus,” she commented over the music, tilting her head to the side as she watched. “you’re too stiff. loosen up a little, woman.”

to be honest, it was difficult for mina to keep a smile on her face. hell, it was difficult for her to keep a facial expression that didn’t look too concentrated on what she was doing. it was rough, because whens he was performing there was music in her ear, music blasting behind her, and a lot of people looking at them. and being the most popular member of the group; she had a lot of pressure on her to remain pretty. “i don’t know how to loosen up,” mina complained, waving her arms in an attempt to make herself relax. it wasn’t going to work, but at least she was making an effort. “i’m so stressed, i think i’m going to lose my mind,” she groaned, rubbing her hands along her face. there was another comeback looming, and she never felt as though she was doing as well as she should. “and they gave me so many lines this time, i’ll be lucky if i manage to sing and dance without squeaking.”

beck released a deep breath and shifted from foot to foot, the one thing he hated was just to be standing there and doing nothing. resting his forehead against the cool glass to soothe his growing headache. “yeah.” that’s all he offered as a reply, silently wondering when he would be relieved at least for a lunch break and then would pretend he couldn’t make it back in. “maybe they’ll feel bad for me and change me out soon.” moving to the other side of the window, he reached up to rub at his eyes before glancing up at the sky. it wasn’t that beck didn’t like idols, it was just tiring the whole thing was. 

“then some other poor police officer will be stuck babysitting me,” danielle laughed. she stretched her slender arms over her head and groaned. “i’m guessing there’s no way that i can convince you to smuggle me out of here. is there any phone number of a girl group that you want?... what about a boy group?” she asked, looking at the male. she really hoped that he would fall for that. it wasn’t like she could exactly pay him off. they were only two years into their careers so they weren’t making a massive amount of money. they weren’t starving though. 

it wasn’t the first time minkyung had done this sort of thing. she didn’t exactly like to advertise that she could see ghosts – especially not since that time she told someone about her abilities and wound up in a mental hospital for a short while – but it was easy cash when she came up short on her rent. the only strange thing about this meeting was the location; she’d never been in an actual entertainment company before. “can you, like.” she glanced around them. “say that a little quieter, please?” she preferred to be discreet, knowing people would look at her strangely if they knew what she could do. “you wouldn’t be able to see an actual ghost unless they’d amassed a lot of energy. it takes really hard work for them to take a visible physical form – that’s why people usually see them turning a corner or something. they’re trying to get out of sight before they start running on fumes.” she shook her head a little. “that’s…. probably more information than you needed.” 

“ah... i’m sorry,” danielle said, putting a hand over her own mouth. she knew that she had a tendency to talk too much and a little too loud. it was apparently a part of being an american; no manners, especially not the kind of manners that korea wanted. “this one wasn’t running away though. it was just standing there and then it disappeared. so it must have run out of fumes before it could start getting away,” she said, although she had no clue. this was her first interaction with a ghost. she hadn’t even really believed that they existed until she had seen it with her own eyes. it was one of the fashion coordinators that had given the indication that there was someone that could help them. a woman named minkyung who had done something for her in the past. “i think i saw it again in the dance room one time. it was in the mirror, just a second though,” she said, scrunching her nose up.

sunhee quirked an eyebrow, the corners of her lips turning up in an easy smirk. it was something of any honor to be the personal dance consultant for an actual member of a girl group, so sunhee allowed herself a moment of arrogance. god, she was good at what she loved. now that that was over, she nodded her head toward the practice room, signaling for mina to come inside. “you care too much about what your face is doing.” this wasn’t the first time they’d done this sort of thing together. “show me what you’re working on.” maybe sunhee took the opportunity to learn the choreography as well, purely because she could post the first dance covers soon after they actually released the mv. she considered it payment for services rendered. 

“of course i care too much about what my face is doing, i’m the center. everyone’s eyes land on me. also, lowkey, but everyone knows that i was high in the running for visual,” she said, motioning to her face with a dramatic hand gesture. “i can’t be ugly,” she pouted. technically, none of them could let their faces fall apart when they were on stage. part of dancing was making facial expressions that fit with the movement. mina knew that the other was practicing as much as they were, so that she could be ready to release her cover of it. it was a good relationship for her with the company, because it continued to hype both of them up. mina started dancing, knowing that her feet weren’t hitting the mark quite right. 

asher was fitted in a light long-sleeve shirt with a hood so he could at least try and blend in with others but with no padded coat it didn’t help. her complaints were in the background of his mind as they walked along the concrete, eyes a nice chocolate color symbolizing he wasn’t too cold nor burning hot. looking over at her finger, a laugh slipped out of him as he reached out to grab her hand. his skin hot against hers but not enough to burn. the cold air keeping his temperature from rocketing. “here.”

there was a faint blush that creeped it’s way over her cheeks as asher grabbed her hand. “i don’t know how you can be so warm all of the time? you’re wearing a hoodie,” she complained. she was wearing a jacket, the only thing that she was capable of grabbing before she was booted out of the dorms. she was just lucky that asher seemed to have time to waste by spending with her. “i’m going to keep you around if you’re always this toasty though. especially when the power goes out,” she sighed. they didn’t live in the best dorm. even though they made a fair amount of money and had plenty of success, they were still barely 2 years old. 

“it’s like... negative twenty,” she said, which wasn’t entirely that far from the truth. she wasn’t allowed to go back to the dorm, however. they were doing a shooting for danielle and misun; trying to get their popularity up. trying to save danielle from controversy. “my pinky is going to fall off or something,” aika complained, holding her pinkie up towards the male for him to get a good view. it was pink, that was it. “i’m so cold i can’t even be hungry.”

eyes scrunching, the male yawned exposing his braces at the short moment as he shrugged his shoulders. he’s heard about her here and there but never went digging for information since there was no reason to honestly. “officer kim will figure it out for you.” his words were clipped since he had received strict orders not to talk too much with the victim because of her status as an idol. “maybe you should get out the window though.” beck glanced around to make sure no other officers were around before speaking comfortably. “if reporters look up in the window and see me and you standing here, it’ll be a scandal and i don’t really want to be in that mess.” there was nothing poisonous behind his words, just a warning for her. “you should rest.” 

“if you were a guy standing there without a police uniform, then you might have a point. but they’re more likely to think that i’m getting arrested for bad behavior,’ she said, but she got away from the window none the less. she really didn’t want to get any pictures taken of her right then. she was lucky that he had gotten to the back before she had gotten sick. she didn’t need fan sites uploading those kinds of pictures. “i’m sorry that you’re stuck here instead of doing something useful. no one’s about to kill me inside of a hospital. the attempt at killing me wasn’t even a good one,” she sighed, letting her head rest back. she was still in a bit of shock that someone hated her enough to do that. but no one could predict what an anti-fan would do.

beck wanted so badly to agree with her, there was way too many cops and he could be out patrolling while this is settled, but his boss was right there and he couldn’t just walk out. he remained silently and standing near the window inside the hospital room to stand guard, he had been chosen to stay until she was finally let out and he could tell there was going to bit of complaining from her. he silently watched as his boss sympathized with her before leaving out, leaving the pair alone. turning around, beck gazed out the window and took notice of the few reporters around. “mmm..” 

there was just one police officer left, and he was looking out of the window. even though she should have been remaining in the bed, she was already standing up and keeping the hospital gown tight around her as she peeked outside. “they spend half the time calling me a demon for how badly behaved i am. but right now they’re more than happy to make me a victim because someone tried to murder me,” danielle grumbled, seeing some familiar reporters out there. “... i don’t know why they did this. usually you would expect this because someone has rumors with their male bias,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest. and there were no such rumors about her.

charlie was off in her own world, humming to herself as her eyes were stuck on the menu as she tried to figure out what to get. chin tilted up so she could see the board when a voice knocked her out of dreamland. turning her head sharply, she looked with wide eyes at the girl before a smile appeared on her face as she laughed. “really?” turning her body to face the other she rubbed her nape. “i’m a fan too actually.” she knew who the other was but never met her until now. 

it was a bit shocking to danielle that charlie even knew who she was. the group was barely two years old and out of all the members; danielle tended to stay in the background. “really? wow,” danielle said, so obviously star struck by the other. it took her a few seconds to realize that she was being a tad rude by interrupting the girl while she looked at the menu. “oh... crud, i’m sorry. i would say that i’m normally not this rude, but that’s a lie. i am this rude, but i’m sorry for interrupting you,” she said, putting a hand to her forehead. she really wished she wasn’t such a jerk. 

"isn’t this all a little bit of an overkill?” danielle asked, scrunching up her nose as she looked at the male. deep down, she knew that it wasn’t. she had been hospitalized after a fan meeting, after receiving a water bottle diluted with bleach. her mouth had started burning and she had gotten sick. but she was fine. “i’d feel better if i was at the dorms, i doubt that anyone is going to go to the extent of trying to kill me in my sleep,” danielle sighed but there was no point in arguing. her company was strict with what she was to do; shut up, let the police officer keep her alive.

“again, i’m comforting myself. always nervous. if you’re gonna leave me. i just want you to stay,” dani sang to herself, it was more than normal for her to sing one of roa’s songs. it was one of the few songs where her vocals were actually noticeable. and aika and mina didn’t overwhelm with their rapping. “drink,” she said, holding the cup of coffee out to the other.  she had a feeling as though he was probably tired, considering what little she knew of his personal life.

Being part of the nightlife, scenes like this was normal to Jimi. Especially with men like this who had families to go home to after acting out in this manner. He could understand her as she yelled over his shoulder, his ear slightly ringing from how loud she was. Turning he waved down a taxi and practically stuffed the older man into the car and giving the driver a random corner address that was just away from here so nothing more would rise out of all it. He looked over and met eyes with Spencer who was more than concerned, thinking the eldest was in trouble but instead was met with a nod to ensure him everything was good. “He’s gone, no reason to stay mad and things like that anymore.” His tone was normal as he turned towards the stranger.

unlike some of the other members of her group, danielle wasn’t quite as sheltered. but based on how brazen he had been trying to drag her away from the streets was a bit of a shock to her. but he was gone now, and she was stuck with the heavily tattooed stranger. “he just... scared the shit out of me. i know he’s drunk, but my god; he could have really hurt someone,” she said, shaking her head. “thank you, by the way. i don’t entirely know what would have happened,” danielle admitted, giving him a weak smile. she knew that she had been in some kind of danger, even with her screaming and stomping at him. most people in the nightlife ignored things like that. no one wanted to get involved with things that didn’t involve them. especially if it meant it could put a damper on their evening.

It wasn’t often that Jimi went out to a club but with enough push from Spencer and Beck here he was. The oldest couldn’t lie that it wasn’t fun, it was good to get away from the stress of constant planning and looking over the others to make sure they don’t get into shit. Just like he was now, losing track of Spencer fast so he made his way out of the club. The cold weather was a good wake up call for the eldest, clearing the bit of alcohol he had from his mind. A feeling of ease washing over him once he spotted Spencer walking off with a girl, turning on his heel to go back in when he took notice of the spectacle in front. Was she just a night worker who wanted to go back on her word after getting paid, Jimi had no idea. Even though she should still be respected, making his way over, he pried his grip off of the girl. Tattooed hands moving to the middle of the male’s chest as he pushed the older back. “Nah man, just go home” 

as much as dani appreciated someone coming over and trying to stop the man, she was not pleased by how she was being treated by the much older man. and she wasn’t the kind of person that let things go. being an idol meant that she was frequently dealing with older men behaving inappropriately towards her, and she never entirely handled it the way that she should. or, at least, the way that the company thought that she should handle things. “if you ever try to grab me again like that i’m not going to be stepping on your fucking foot. i’ll be popping your fucking balls and we’ll see if you ever get the gall to try and force a girl to go with you,” danielle snapped, most of it being in english. she didn’t particularly care if he understood most of what she was saying. and all of these words were being thrown over the shoulder of the man that had gotten between them. she wasn’t even drunk, she was just mad.

“i’m in so much trouble,” danielle whined, stomping her feet with the coffee sitting in front of her. going to the local cafe was a good way for her to get out without the other girls. and she had admittedly created a bit of a friendship with one of the people that worked there. “i said fuck on a v-live and everyone heard me say it,” she complained. this wasn’t the first time she had gotten into trouble like this. definitely wouldn’t be the last.