the sister of the angel // wen junhui

Chapter 13 ~ The Encore Concert

Yuju's POV

Okay seriously, I am so done with those netizens and weird sasaeng fans. I was with Jun out literally one hour ago. How is it humanly possible for someone to see that and make an entire video on it. And according to my phone, it was released THIRTY MINUTES AGO. How the heck are people that good at editing photos and videos?

The bad thing, is, it's blowing up on social media. Even worse, both Jisoo and Jun have been tagged on the posts people put on Instagram. And everyone's posting the same exact photo. It's a little suspicious if a bunch of fans are only tagging the two of them and it's the same picture that's constantly being reposted.

And just if the situation couldn't get any worse, Jiyeon decided to walk into my room.

"Hey Jiyeon," I mumbled.

"Why is this being posted everywhere?" Jiyeon asked, with her hands on her hips.

On her silver iPhone X was the two photos — one with me and Jisoo, the other with Jun and me.

"Jiyeon, really, it's none of your business," I said.

"Well, does Jun know about this?" Jiyeon asked.

"Not exactly..." I said.

"Well, he's being tagged in practically every comment...I wonder what the company will say about this minor scan—"

"Jiyeon this isn't a scandal." I said firmly. "It's simply just a misunderstanding."

"Okay, does at least Jeonghan know?" she asked.

"Yes," I sighed.

"At least something's going right," she muttered.

"Sure, now bye. I need to rest," I said while shoving her out the door.

After Jiyeon was out of my room, I held my gold iPhone 8 to my chest. Why was this happening? After only three months, somehow, I had blown up in the KPOP industry. This better not turn into a E'Dawn/Hyuna situation because that didn't go very well and I definitely don't want to be the reason why Jun or Jisoo had to leave SEVENTEEN.

I was already way too frustrated to even think. I groaned as I flopped back onto the bed with a thud.

"Yuju?"

Crap. It was Jisoo.

"Hi oppa," I mumbled.

He crouched near my bed and looked at me straight in the eyes.

"I saw the photos," he said, and my heart sank.

He showed me his phone, which was opened to some random fan account called @kpopismylifeee_. Just because I wanted to stall the whole conversation, I observed every detail on the screen. The flicker of the pixels. The words in the caption. The thousands of comments. The tiny heart icon. The share button. And of course, the three usernames shining off of the photo — @x.yujussi.x, @joshuahong951230, and @junisjunhui.

"Why do you look so upset?" Jisoo asked.

"Well, I don't want this to turn into a E'Dawn/Hyuna situation, and I don't want bad things to happen and—"

"Yuju don't worry," Jisoo put a comforting hand on my shoulders. "We already figured it out."

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"CEO-nim already announced on his Instagram that all dating rumors are false. He simply said that you're just close with Jun and I. Just be more careful with Jun, okay?"

"Okay oppa," I said quietly. "But how was it solved so quickly?"

"Somehow, Mingyu saw the photo and he told me. I quickly called CEO-nim and he put an official report of the whole situation on his Instagram/SNS."

"Oh. Thanks oppa."

"No worries Yuju."

Someone's POV

I grumbled as I read the post about the Pledis CEO denying all dating rumors. I was so close to getting revenge on SEVENTEEN.

I'm the mastermind behind everything. The girl who grabbed Yuju. The quick photos and videos.

Yes, I'm a sasaeng. A stalker. But I'm not a fan. I'm just here to take revenge on everything SEVENTEEN did to me.

Yuju's POV

After Jisoo oppa left my room, there was an unexpected ding on my phone. It was a message from an unknown number.

You have managed to be safe from all of these adversities. Well be warned. I am watching. I am everywhere. I know you. I'm going to hurt you and the boys in multiple ways as much as I need, in order to destroy SEVENTEEN.

I gasped as I read the message. Who on earth would say such a thing?

The next day, Seungcheol announced that their encore concert in Seoul would take place tomorrow. The two days were a flurry of vocal training, rap practice, and dance practices. Jiyeon would go with the boys to their practices for moral support while I would sit at the dorm, trying to find ways to find the creepy stalker. I didn't want to tell anyone about it yet.

The encore concert arrived and before I knew it, we were all in the Seoul Olympic Gymnastics Arena, where the boys would perform. I briskly did their makeup so that they could have a quick pep talk with each other. They said their cheer and walked out onto the stage.

I could see their shadows as they stood, waiting for the lights and music to come on. Except...they didn't. It was all dark.

The staff panicked as I heard the CARAT's confused murmuring. Instantly, one thought came to mind.

I'm going to hurt you and the boys in multiple ways as much as I need, in order to destroy SEVENTEEN.

Already this soon? It had only been two days. And this was by far, one of the worst ways. By hacking into the system, thousands of CARATs would be disappointed. They wouldn't get to see their idols perform.

An announcement blared from the speakers.

"It appears there has been a minor technical error. I'm afraid to report that we will have to cancel the concert."

All to be heard for the next five minutes were the sighs and complaints of CARATs. At least the staff gave each fan a t-shirt and lightstick for free as a consolation gift.

As soon as all of the fans had left, I walked back to the boys. However, I bumped into a staff member. The staff member tripped and hit a switch. Instantly, the music of "THANKS" played.

"What in the world?" I said.

I walked over to the boys, who were disappointed and looked just as confused as I am.

"How did the music just start playing?" Dino asked with a confused face.

"I have no idea," I replied.

And as if things couldn't get any worse, a "ding" blared from my iPhone.

The words I had dreaded to read were right in front of my face.

SEVENTEEN Ideal Cut Seoul Encore Concert cancelled because of technical errors. Considered to be another scandal. Netizens predict there will be more to come.

I sighed. Then, a message popped up.

I told you I would hurt the boys' image. And it just happened. And you couldn't do anything. How sad.

I clenched my fist. It was on.

(A/N: ooooooof there's a sasaeng attack againnnnn~ and yes im trying to make longer conflicts cause most conflicts get resolved within like two chapters lol~)

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