Why Is Your Love So Cold?

JYP now knows...
GOT7 knows...
...who else knows...?
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2 Weeks Later
My M/V has been released, and reactions for me and my M/V have been positive so far. 2 more episodes of RealRian have been released. Everything so far is good. I haven’t been able to hang out with Mark though; we’ve had to keep it on the down low...
I had my debut stage last week but I still have more promotions for another 3 weeks.
Today I’m performing on Inkigayo 20 minutes.
(This is my outfit)

TWICE are currently on stage performing ‘CHEER UP’ and I’m about to get filmed for an interview before I head up to perform. My makeup is finally finished, and I make my way to the corridor with the elevator that leads to the floor of the stage. My interview is only 2 minutes. It’s not really an interview but I’m just asked to do a task, before I go up stage. Half way during my interview I get interrupted by (you probably guessed it), GOT7! I awkwardly stand there as Jackson introduces himself to the camera, in his usual upbeat ways. JB and Junior begin to drag Jackson away leaving the rest of us in a fit of laughter, my eyes slightly wander to look at Mark, but I realise the camera will capture it so I divert my eyes towards Youngjae who is next to him, and return to face the camera again, “I have to go backstage to prepare for my performance wish me luck! Fighting!” I enthusiastically chime. “Wish Rian luck for her stage,” Jackson shouts from further down the corridor. I wave goodbye to Got7 and wink for the camera, before going into the elevator.
15 Minutes Later
I finished my performance, which was the last one and now all the idols are on stage waiting for the results. The top 5 appear to be Got7, Monsta X, TWICE, AKMU, and... Me! The final results are in and it reveals the overall top score.
I won!
I have my first win!
The crowd erupts in loud cheers and celebratory confetti is released on stage. I just stand there shocked, it’s my first win!
The two hosts, N from Vixx and Yeri for Red Velvet, hand me my trophy and a microphone and congratulate me. I begin my speech, promising myself not to cry, “Wow! I would like to everyone that voted for me, I-I can’t believe I won on my second week! I would like to say thank you to all my friends and family...” I couldn’t hold it in anymore and begin to cry, “...and my new fans, thank you for making this possible...” I continue in between sobs. The crowd enthusiastically shout words of encouragement, as my song begins to play. Other idols leave the stage but TWICE and GOT7 stay behind and engulf me in a group hug in celebration. Once they let go, the chorus begins so I start singing and let the audience join in and let Sana and Dahyun sing along with me when I see them dancing and mouthing the words. Finally before I leave the stage the dance break begins I do part of my choreography where I have to do 2 backward handsprings into a 360 twist, I blow a kiss to the crowd before running off stage.

As soon as I reach my dressing room, I call my mother, “Omma! Guess what?”
[Honey, what is it? You’re scaring me] She teases.
“I won! I had my first win today!” I squeal
[What?! That’s amazing Rian! I’m so proud of you] She cheers into the phone, [Your father would’ve been proud] She absentmindedly chimes. I tense up, I haven’t had the chance to tell her about the whole stalker situation. I hesitate after debating whether I should tell her, [Honey, are you still there?] she asks, noticing my silence, “Mum, I have something to tell you-” I begin, but I stop when someone knocks on the door, “Sorry mum I’ll tell you later, I have to go, bye,”
[Alright then, I love you. Talk to you later]
“Love you too,” I hang up as I make my way towards the door. I open it, revealing Mark, with a big smile on his face. He walks in and closes the door, “Well done!” He says reaching out to me engulfing me in a hug, “Thank you,” I mumble into his shoulder; his strong cologne greets my nose. He pulls out of the hug and immediately crashes his lips onto mine. The kiss becomes longer and longer and more passionate and suddenly becomes a make out session.
In the midst of the action someone knocks on the door...

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