The Idol: A TWICE Story

E2 : Dejavu

A/N: Episode 2!

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"Han Min-sik? Han Min-sik!"

Min-sik sat up straight. He'd almost fallen asleep. Where was he...? That's right, he was vocal training. Er, supposed to be vocal training. In a private room, at headquarters. God, his head still hurt. Last night had gotten really out of hand, huh...

"Hello? Han Min-sik? Is that you?"

Min-sik blinked. Someone was at the door. "Uh, yes, that's me," he said, swiveling his chair around.

It was a man maybe fifteen years older than him, holding a folder and knocking lightly on the open door. "Good," he said. "I need you to come with me. Management wants to see you."

Min-sik swallowed heavily and rose from his seat, trying to make sure the man didn't look too closely at his face. God, this was all it, huh? One of the boys had told, and now it was all over.

Min-sik trailed the man diligently, feeling like a pig being led to slaughter. This was bad, this was very bad. Underage drinking might not have been as much of a problem for someone else his age, but Min-sik was a trainee. He had standards in his contract that he had to adhere to, things including a clause where he couldn't break the law.

The man had stopped, and Min-sik nearly ran into him. "Han Min-sik?"

"Oh, sorry," said Min-sik quietly. "Lost in my thoughts."

The man nodded and kept walking. "My name is Choi Seung-gi. Management would like to talk with you about your monthly review. They have some comments and recommendations on next steps for you here at JYP Entertainment."

Min-sik wasn't sure how to feel about that statement. "Oh," he said. "Okay."

Choi Seung-gi lead him through a maze of corridors before stopping at the elevators. A worried-looking woman carrying a box of files hurried out of the next lift that arrived, and the two of them stepped in after. The elevator ride was eerily quiet. There was a song playing over the speakers that Min-sik recognized, but he couldn't put a finger on it.

Choi Seung-gi stopped the lift at the seventh floor. Goosebumps rippled up Min-sik's arms; he hadn't been here before. This was the important floor, the business floor. The man led Min-sik through a series of halls before stopping in front of a glass door.

Choi Seung-gi knocked twice and stood aside. "Head on in."