The Triangle
Prologue
Y/f/n- your best friend’s name
Y/S/N: Your full name
It was monsoon season going on in (Y/c), rain water gushing down the drainage. People running here and there, looking for shelter, thunderous sounds making the babies cry—a total chaos, which is really very common in metropolitan cities.
A girl ran across the streets, looking for shelter. She finally found shelter underneath the rainshed of a nearby store. She let out a deep sigh and said, “Why the hell it happens only with me?”
The girl took out her phone and called someone, “Hey, Y/f/n…um…I am in a SLIGHT trouble…can you please help me,”
“Y/n…How many times do i need to remind you to take your umbrella with you? I will not help you the next time!” Y/n/f chided the girl sitting on the passenger seat.
“Actually…this was the second time i forgot my umbrella..” Y/n said
“So? You mean I have to come and pick you up every damn time until the number of times ‘you-have-missed-your-umbrella’ has reached it’s limit!”
“I am sorry. Now, please for god sake stop chiding me like my mom.”
“What if i won’t?….I am your best friend, I have the duty to improve your mistakes,” Y/f/n said with concern.
“Sorry..”
“By the way, You gave an interview in the YG entertainment right? How was it?”
The answer to Y/f/n’s question was not worth saying according to Y/n.
“Hey…I asked you something.”
“It was bad….I messed it up,” She finally replied.
“Why?!”
“I think i gave all stupid answers….and i was nervous half of the time because YG is known for selecting ‘perfectionists’…even if the people they are selection are just regualr staffs.I think, because of my nervousness…I answered the questions more impulsively rather than wisely.”
“Oh god! Y/n!”
“I know, I know…I am so screwed. I could have become a production manager in YG if I would have been careful. My Mom would have believed that I am finally an independent person. Plus, she could have get the clue that i am a hardworking and a talented person for getting a job in YG,” Y/n said in a low voice.
“Is this the reason why you left home?…Don’t think negative…who knows what will happen tomorrow.” Y/f/n encouraged her.
‘Hmmm..”
Y/n opened her eyes to find sunrays coming inside her dorm through a window. She sat up on the bed ans started looking here and there. Her best friend was sleeping on the beside Y/n’s.
She freshened herself up and sat at the laptop. The day of her results had finally come. She opened up her gmail to find that no new mail had come.
“I knew it…” She muttered. But there was something that came inside Y/n’s mind immediately. She clicked on the refresh button and to her surprise there was a mail sent by the YG entertainment.
“It could be a rejection mail..” She told herself and slowly moved the cursor towards the mail. She took a deep breath and clicked it.
“Wow!….Look I told, anything can happen! See you got selected. Wow!” Y/f/n exclaimed.
“Yes! I never knew i would get selected in YG…Why?How? I seriously don’t know!”
“Who cares, at least you got selected!”
“Yeah!…Today is my first day to work~”
“Good luck~” Y/f/n said the moment she stopped her car at the entrance of YG headquarters.
“Thanks…bye” Y/n waved at her as she drove away from her. She turned towards the entrance of the building and took a deep breath.
“You will be great…You will be great,” She assured herself and went inside the building.
“Y/S/N…hmm. You were very impressive in the interview.”
“Huh?….” What? Impressive?….Really? Y/n thought.
“You answered the question based on your instincts and with complete honesty. That’s what impressed us….Anyways, You have been selected as the sound manager, based on the paperwork you have submitted and the interview you gave…congratulations.” Min Seok-yang said
“Thank you, sir!”
“Hmm…there is already a work assigned or you. You have to work in the recent concert which is being held in Bangkok.” he continued, “It is Ikon’s concert.”
Am i hearing it correct? The famous Ikon?!….I have to take my work really seriously now! Y/n thought.
The night had finally arrived. Y/n was supposed to handle the speakers and microphones of the concert.
“Is the microphone working perfectly fine?” The production manager asked.
“Yes, sir!”
“Great…Well you need to go and provide the idols with their mics. Go, go go…Hurry!”
“Ye-yes, Sir!”
Y/n had heard about Ikon a lot, but she had never heard their songs. Although she was not an ikon fangirl, she was havving a weird nervousness.
The door of a room was standing in front of her. It read ‘ikon’ in bold letters. Y/n knocked on the door and said, “Your headset mics are here.”
The door opened, “Oh, finally”
There they were…The ikon. Bobby was the one who had opened the door. Hanbin; aka B.i, Junhoe and jin-hwan were sitting infront of the dressing table. Chanwoo was playing on his PSP. Yunhyeong and Donghyuk were sitting on the couch, completely dressed up.
Please don’t mess up this time, Y/n.
The story is COMPLETELY based on my imagination.
I am thinking of writing this story is the form of routes (Love triangle routes): i.e this story will be followed by different stories (Like otome games) e.g Bobby, Y/n and Hanbin, Junhoe, Y/n and Jinhwan…etc.
The Prologue seems boring in my eyes but i assure the stories are going to be great.
Tell me whether you liked it or not.
Notes
Y/c- your country or your cityY/f/n- your best friend’s name
Y/S/N: Your full name
The story is COMPLETELY based on my imagination.
I am thinking of writing this story is the form of routes (Love triangle routes): i.e this story will be followed by different stories (Like otome games) e.g Bobby, Y/n and Hanbin, Junhoe, Y/n and Jinhwan…etc.
The Prologue seems boring in my eyes but i assure the stories are going to be great.
Tell me whether you liked it or not.
