In the end, I never got a chance to meet up with Mira-chan to explain why I had lied to her all these days.

I was caught up in the BigHit building the whole day. First it was Oppa who didn't want me to leave. But soon enough Appa had me working on editting a vedio that had to be released next week which took the majority of the day... their was tons of footage to choose from and so much thought had to be put carefully into editting these.

I ended up pulling an all nighter in front of the screen - much to Suga's horror.

The moment he found out he came storming into the booth I was working on and yelled my ear off for being irresponsible and stuff. Which was very much hypocritical of him considering he spent everyday pulling all-nighter's writing lyrics.

However I didn't say anything because I didn't want to make him more angry and talk BangPD into revoking my contract. Instead I listened to him and found a couch to pass out on - and that had been somewhere close to ten.

I ended up sleeping right through lunch, so just had tea before heading right back to work. I wasn't even done going through half of the footage after all the time I'd spent on it already.

And that's how the rest of my week was spent.

Learning the ropes wasn't something very hard.

For one, I'd been around the company for around five years already. Even before father joined, I used to help out backstage for free way back when the boys weren't that famous. At the time the company wasn't big enough to hire so much help, so me and Ha-neul used to help out whenever they needed the extract hands. I did it for Oppa.

After Appa had joined, I spent more time in the company so I already knew how the basics of the editting department worked and even parts of others departments as I used to help out.

Now I was a full time employee, not that there was much of a difference. The only one that I obviously found was that I no longer had to give my father the edited videoes to get approval. I could get approval on my own. And the sudden work-load.

I honestly hadn't realised what a work-load of unreleased content they had until I was part of the crew. Also how much editing was there to be done.

It wasn't until I was given free reign of my own project that I realised that when Appa used to give me content to edit he gave me only the selected, useable content to edit.

My sudden employed status also lowered my time spent with the boys considerably.

Honestly, for spending all day in the same building, we never saw each other. They were stuck all day either in the practice room or recording studio, and me in the editing room.

I only saw Suga Oppa on a daily basis again, and it was only when he stopped by where I worked to bid me goodnight. Rarely one - or all - of the other boys would tag along with him. Jungkook or V being his most constant companion.

Despite having yelled at me for not getting enough sleep and pulling an all-nighter to get the videoes finished, Suga never brought the topic up again. He also never forced to take me home.

Truth be told, I still hadn't seen my new apartment.

Two nights in a row I pulled all-nighters with father and made the company my temporary home. On the third day we were all dragged off for MV shooting - which meant I had to stay in the hotel and we weren't even in Seoul.

We were back by Friday, when I was summoned to the meeting room. Saving the draft of what I had been working on, and taking my coffee with me, I headed up.

I had no idea what was going in. I mean what would they need with me in the meeting room?

I'm not sure if I was surprised or not seeing the boys already sitting around the table, their managers scattered around the room and BangPD at the head of the table.

Whom I didn't see was the Japanese girl, her father and lawyer sitting to the immediate right of PD-nim.

"PD-nim, did you call for me?" I asked peeping in from the doorway. None of the boys looked up to even give me a smile. They were all consumed in a serious mood, and was reading whatever was in the stack of paper in front of them.

Not even Oppa looked up, which made me feel weird. Like something bad was going to happen.

BangPD nodded his head motioning me into the room.

"Take a seat Eunha-ssi, and we'll talk." He said addressing me formally.

Something was definitely wrong.

Even when he had me sign my own contract BangPD had been smiling. The lack of smile, the serious atmosphere and the formal address all set me on edge.

Sucking my lower lip between my teeth, I slowly made my way inside. Conveniently their was a seat left between Suga and Jungkook. Did I think this was a coincidence?

No, I knew that gap between them was left strategically as everyone in the room knew next to Suga was where'd I'd sit.

It wasn't until after I had taken a seat did I notice the girl sitting opposite me.

"Mira-chan?" I questioned curiously, not understand what she was doing here. She only narrowed her eyes at me, pursing her lips. No reply.

"Alright, now that everyone is here shall we get started?" BangPD called our attentions. Nodding their heads, the boys pocketed their phones and abondened what they were doing. Instead they pulled the files in front of them and flipped to the first page.

Suga pushed my file closer to me when I made no move to open the file.

"Before we starts, can someone fill me in on what's going on?" I asked, looking around the table puzzled.

None of the boys would meet my gaze, except Suga, who didn't tell anything.

"Signing a new contract Ha-ya." BangPD replied in answer to my question. Then gave a pointed look at my untouched file. "Shall we?"

This question was directed at me, so eleven heads looked my way, twelve with PD-nim, for confirmation. Suga took my hand in his giving it a gentle reassuring squeeze. And that gummy smile I adoured.

Still not sure where they were coming from, or why Mira-chan was here, I nodded my head.

Considering that we were signing a contract I'm sure I'll find out the reason soon enough.

BangPD motioned for Mr. Shin to begin as he settled back on the chair at the head of the table. Chairs scrapped against the floor as everyone pulled closer to the table.

"Miss Todaiji, I'm sure you are well aware why you have been called here." Mr. Shin started, looking up briefly at Mira waiting for an answer.

Gulping, she nodded her head quickly, eyes averting down to the folder she had in front of her. "Yes, I'm aware." She muttered softly.

Her father pat her hand. Reassuring.

Only, what?

I still didn't understand what was going on.

"I need to sign this contract if I want to keep being friends with Eun-Ha." She added more firmly, staring at Mr. Shin with a somewhat hard look.

"What!?" I exclaimed jumping to my feet. My gaze instantly flitting to the boy sitting beside me. PD-nim might be enforcing the contract but I was under no mirage who's doing this is.

"Haya-" Suga started, getting up to his own feet. A weary look in his eyes as he reached out to take my hand.

Shaking my head, I took a step back - almost tripping into Jungkook, but ignore that.

"Don't 'Haya' me, Oppa." I frowned, feeling hurt by his actions. I couldn't really believe he'd do something like this behind my back. Everything with Haneul I understood. Even forgave over and over again.

Mira-chan wasn't Haneul. So why would he do something like this? The whole giving me a job was a distraction from seeing Mira-chan. No wonder he kept me locked up tight in BigHit.

"Why would you do something like this? Mira-chan is not Neul-ah! I told that to you! Over and over and over again! I don't care if you and Mira-chan hate each other to the point of wanting to kill each other! What matters to me is that I love both of you! As much as love Neul-ah!"

"So let me explain." Suga said, holding my arm.

The force I used to push him off resulted in me actually falling over Jungkook. I literally tumbled straight into his lap.

I was so strung up with Suga that I failed to register this fact when I got to my feet. My attention centered solely on Suga who looked guilty and like he truly didn't know what to say in defence.

"Haya, don't blame Yoongi Hyung-" RM started to say but I glared at him.

"With all due respect Namjoon Oppa, you have no idea what really is going on here, so please don't defend Oppa. He knows he's wrong." I said shortly.

I know, I know. I was acting so out of character. It wasn't like me to snap at people, but this whole situation is frustrating.

As much as I hate fighting with Oppa, this was crossing the line.

Everything that happened did not concern or even have a link with Mira. She's completely and utterly innocent in this picture. Being overprotective and chasing off boys... that I understood. Making sure I was where I was supposed to be, I understood. Being done with my stupidity and scolding me for it, I understood.

This...

This I didn't understand.

Mira isn't Haneul. Mira wasn't in my childhood life. Mira wasn't even from Korea for gods sake. Mira was as uninvolved in that drama as she could get.

I found six incredulous looks on me when I told off RM.

"Well, the contact is not solely for your protection Haya. Even if Suga had no part in it, I would have to give her a contract to sign at one point. You know that." It was PD-nim who broken the silence.

Suga stared at me heartbrokenly, but did nor said anything to defend himself.

I whirled on BangPD.

"PD-nim," I started taking a deep breath so that I don't accidentally snap at him too - I'll have to apologise to RM later. "Their is no one I respect in this room more than you, but you're not defending oppas actions. I don't care if Oppa thinks he was being discreet, but I know exactly what he is doing. And the fact that you are helping him with this.

The job? The overworkload for a rookie? Oppa scolding me for pulling all-nighters but never bringing it up again? Constantly checking to make sure I didn't leave the building?

I let him get away with a lot PD-nim, but this is just crossing the line. I probably couldn't name a person who has questioned my relationship with Neul-ah the way Oppa does than Mira-chan. She's someone who has done for me things as much as Oppa, and I only knew her for less than a year. I feel insulted that he couldn't for once trust why I refused to listen to him, for once in my life, when he asked me not to hang out with Mira-chan.

I listened and stopped my friendship with Riassi, all for him. Nitassi and even Lola. Why because I understood where Oppa came from. They all had something to do with..." I trailed off and shrugged my shoulder. I didn't want to drag Neul-ah's name with everyone already here.

PD-nim would understand where that sentence was going. Also, I didn't realise I'd been going on at a stretch without pausing for breath. Cause I felt out of it.

That was also when I noticed that, my raised voice aside, I had been crying through my rant. Not until I sniffed for breath only to find my nose blocked.

"I understood that, so for once why can't he understand me?" I asked, the question addressed to PD-nim, not Oppa. My voice came out small and broken.

I was met with silence.

No one answering... or not daring to make me more angry than I already was.

Mira, Jungkook, V, Jimin, J-Hope and Jin looked quite startled and unsure what to do with my outburst. I wasn't the kind of person to yell at people in defence, I was the kind of person to cry the moment something wrong happened. Retract into my shell and never face the consequences.

No wonder they all looked so uncomfortable. Also, the person I was yelling at was Suga.

This was a miracle in itself.

Wiping my tears with the back of my tears, I grabbed the pen from Jungkook's shocked hand, and flopped to the back of the contract.

Just before the pen could touch the paper, a pale hand wrapped around my wrist. His hold not gentle, but not bruising tight either. Even after everything I told him, he was still treating me like glass.

"Don't." The words were a whispered growled in my ear. Narrowing my eyes, I turned to him.

"You-"

My words were cut off, his free hand covering my mouth so I couldn't continue talking.

"You're not signing anything until you've read through the whole thing." He added, prying the pen from my hand. He had to drop his hand from my mouth to do this - as he didn't release my wrist.

He wrapped his arm around my waist to give the pen back to Jungkook, which made him take an involuntary step closer. Standing chest to chest with me. I followed his hand over my shoulder, seeing Jungkook silently take the pen back before turning back to Suga with a glare.

The reason I didn't counter argue even though I opened my mouth to do just that, was becaus the tears shining in his eyes melted my heart. My walls crumbling in a way only Suga could accomplish.

This boy who meant the world to me, seeing him on the brink of crying clammed my mouth shut. This didn't mean he was forgiven as easily.

I'm sure Jungkook was the only one who heard our exchange as his words had been whispered under his breath. He already had a soft enough voice, without him dropping it a few more octaves.

"I'm not the hero you make me out to be Eun-Ha. I'm not half of anything you -" he continued when I didn't say anything.

His words made me react without thought.

And before I knew it, my hand was stinging with his words cut of, head snapping to the side.

Dead silence followed, the sharp sound of the slap.

"I hate you Oppa." I mumbled. My voice carrying in the dead silence. At the time I didn't care who heard.

I simply just stormed out of the room.

A/N~

Okay, that was intense. I was holding my breath writing that ending. Did anyone else feel that? Just me?

In any case... we finally got to the main part of the plot, kinda. Who knows how the writing would turn out? And I tend to switch the plotline while editing so I'm not sure how the story is gonna turn out either.

As always, constructive critisism is warmly welcome. Do point out typos too, please. I love you all

Borahae
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