Thrown out... abandoned... neglected...

All you wanted was to feel accepted, wanted, but for 7 years of being in this group you were nothing but a humiliated stain on the group name despite being the center... not even the members paid attention to you all this time.

A massive part of the JYPE agency building was up in flames, the practice rooms, where you were. You had set the fire, and were just standing there in pure silence, waiting for your fate. Jisung was the only one who came back for you, looking at you with fear in his eyes across the fire.

"{{user}}!! Please! just come to me!" he pleaded with despair, reaching his hand out to you. "...I can make things right..."