Defamation

It was only Yri who seemed to be zoning out while the other members were giving their own reactions. She tried to take a look at each of them, hoping to get a grasp of the reality but Yuki's blank reaction was enough to convince her to not care.

**1 message received**
From: My life <3
Chem, can I call you? I really need to talk to you right now.

"So?" asked Yuki with a raised eyebrow as soon as all of the other members' noises have died down.

**8 missed calls from: My life <3***

"So— that means we're going to attend in a show right now and do your best to promote 'Sonyeoniqly' album, got it?"

The members all shared a common look of disbelief as they slowly progress each and every single word their manager has released.

**15 messages received**
From: Kyeoptae

"How about you, Chaemin?"

'Chaemin? Who's Chaemin? Is it just me or the name sounds absurdly familiar?'

"Hey, Yri Beatrizelle! Can you snap out of. . . whatever dimension you're into!?"

That one heck of loud clap in front of Yri's own face helped her return into her senses, blinking her eyes rapidly and giving a confused look at the familiar faces surrounding her.

"Are you high or something?"

"I know I'm Chaemin; that's my stage name. Thank you for asking."

. . .

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Including their manager, everyone inside the room couldn't help but burst into fits of laughter with the maknae's response. On the other hand, Yri tilted her head, even more puzzled yet managed to laugh along.

"Manager Shi, I've already warned you— this is what happens when we don't get enough sleep!"

Another laughter. Ha. Ha. Ha. . .?

"Alright girls, we don't have much time. Move, move, move!"

After they all finally have calmed down, except for Lili who still cannot control her laughter, their manager led them outside and into their personal van.

"Remember, all you need is to be true and confident. Keywords: Just. Be. Yourself. Okay?"

"But what if people say something negative?" Margaux asked with a worried expression, fiddling her thumbs together nervously.

"It's your life, not theirs." Inna patted her back and gave her a reassuring smile.

The only thing inside Yri's mind right now is to just call Taehyung and Jimin back or at least respond to either of their messages. . .

"Alright. Give me your phones." Their manager sighed as she stretched her arms, giving each member a strict look.

The members obediently handed their phones but except for this one member.

"Yri, stop trying to act dumb and hand me your phone."

Yri rapidly blinked her eyes as she slowly tried to digest their manager's words with her mouth wide open. She was given an annoyed and impatient look until she realized she had to give her phone up into a temporary confiscation.

"Hey look, you don't really need to go on. We could go ask Manager Shi to give you a break."

It was Lili who got worried seeing her best friend's behavior so amidst their busy preparation— makeup, dressing up, and rehearsing inside their van, she did her best to go talk to Yri who no seems to be more anxious than before.

. . . No answer.

"OMG SONYEONIQ KYAAAAAH!"

The noises are coming from the outside, fans screaming their names which can only mean they have arrived to their destination.

**23 missed calls*
From: Kyeoptae

"OMG SONYEONIQ!"

**35 messages received**
From: Kyeoptae

"CHAEMIN SARANGHAEYO!"

Left. Right. Front. Back. All that the members could ever hear at the very moment is the screams from what it may seem thousands of their fans, and a bunch of camera flashed. . . Except for Yri, whose mind is still travelling its way to where Taehyung and Jimin are.

"Alright alright alright," the TV host started, "welcome to~"

'What could Jimin and Taehyung possibly want to say?'

"Hello~ we are Sonyeoniq, So Unique, Girls Unique, be you-nique!"

Screams. Cheers. What else is to hear?

"Hohoho, am I seeing goddesses in front of me?" The host started with an astonished look on his face, smile reflecting on his shiny microphone.

"We're just humans." Yuki muttered under her breath but the words can still be heard, making Inna shoot her with a dirty look as she elbowed her.

"Very humble, I see!" The host seemed to be amused by Yuki's attitude so he laughed, "Why don't you introduce yourselves? South Korea's current girl group phenomenon and international super stars, ladies and gentlemen, let's give it up for— Sonyeoniq!"

The crowd cheered even more as they screamed their names out louder than before almost like the voices from the outside building can also be heard.

"Hi, I'm Inna, Sonyeoniq's leader." The group's leader introduced first with a soft smile and calm wave of her delicate hand.

"Ni hao~ I'm Lili! Let us spread world peace and happiness." Lili was next and so she did an aegyo, filling the studio with adorable reactions.

"Hello everyone, my name's Mar. Je t'aime~" She said as she did a shy flying kiss on the camera.

"Call me Yuki or whatever the f—" as usual, she was about to say a bad word but then she remembered to limit herself so she bit her lip, making the fans think she's attempting to do a sexy act, "whatever the fun you want."

"chemmylovesjimin_smolsweaterpawsmochipreciousliteralangelsunshinebusanboy."

Cricket noises.

. . .

More cricket noises.

. . .

'I don't know why I said that but right now, I just want to talk to Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin for fck's sake I'm growing more anxious than ever.'

——

"Sonyeoniq! There we go."
"Look at all the fans you have in here." The host pointed at the crowd cheering from everywhere, literally filling up the studio, some of them lying on the floor and some were standing, but some were unfortunately outside as they weren't able to squeeze into the small studio.

"We love you, our dearest Youniqorns!" All of them made a heart sign with their hands and more squealing cheers were heard.

"CHAEMIN!"

Out of nowhere, there goes a zooming young girl, heading towards the main stage. Security staff immediately made an action as they grabbed the girl and all of the girl group members started giving a scared and panicked look, thinking it's one the crazy fans trying to attack them on stage again.

"P-Park J-Jimin is in the other s-studio a-and-and h-he—"

The panting girl wasn't even able to finish her sentence when the maknae unexpectedly jumped down from the 4-feet high stage, landing down and breaking her 6-inch stilettos. Everyone were confused, amazed, and shocked at the same time as the youngest member of Sonyeoniq quickly stood up, acting as if nothing happened and hurried to exit the studio with the fans cheering on her. Outside tumbled upon her more fans and media blinding her from all the flashes and questions, some even screamed right straight into hear eardrums. But this didn't stop her from squeezing her way out the mob as there would always be guards around her.

Out of sheer panic, she didn't even use their vehicle, instead she hopped in a cab where the driver even squealed in a manly manner the moment he saw her inside the taxi.

"Chaemin? I-I'm y-your biggest fan!"

"Aww, I'm touched! But can you please drive me to wherever—"

"Park Jimin is?" The driver smiled, leaving Yri in awe.

'Wow, he really is my fan. I just hope he's not a sasaeng.'

As the driver started the engine, Yri pulled the tinted window down and smiled at her fans with flying kisses, waving at them goodbye.

"You're supposed to be on a TV Show now, right?" He asked as he sped the vehicle up.

"Yup, but I was informed something has happened to Jimin," she frowned, "I'm worried."

She sighed, removing her stilettos away from her sore feet with a dismayed frown.

"Goddammit, Yri. How is she even sure that random girl is telling the truth!?"

"Oh no, what if she's a sasaeng and then she's lured into—"

"Hey, stop saying nonsense and just pray for that crazy kid's safety." On the other hand, Inna snapped at Yuki and Margaux's worried blabbering.

"Oh no, don't be," the cab driver made a reassuring smile, "he's just on TV too, along with the rest of BTS and. . . Bonita!"

Yri's eyes widened as she started to hysterically throw on tantrums like an actual kid, worrying the poor driver.

Along the way, as he was trying to keep hi speed up to finally get into their destination, he's also attempting to calm Yri down.

And not a minute has passed; they have arrived to the other building. Yri quickly jumped out carrying her broken stilettos, almost forgetting to pay the driver but as she was clutching her pockets, she felt nothing.

"I'm sorry, I forgot my wallet." She sheepishly grinned and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"That's totally okay with me. But if you don't mind. . ." The man wrinkled a smile as he stretched out his arm to hand Yri a pen and a notebook.

Yri smiled back warmly, scratching her head once again before writing scribbling her signature down on three pages of the notebook. She was about to run straight inside the studio building when a group of security guards crossed her way.

"Look, I really need to go ins—"

"Sorry, no authorization is—"

"JIMIN NEEDS ME!" Yri screamed on top of her lungs as she messed her hair up.

"Chaemin?" One of the guards gasped, "Oh my, what happened to you?"

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW EITHER SO CAN I NOW ENTER, PLEASE? I'M REALLY SORRY IF I'M COMING OUT RUDE BUT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!"

This time, Yri stepped back with her shoulders heavy, weighing her down on the ground to kneel and beg. At the same time, she saw her reflection on the building's clear glass texture, making her cringe. She was completely horrified by this, now refusing to believe this reflection belongs to her— for her, it looked like a random deranged woman that has luckily bought a pair of stilettos for a crazy sale but ended up in a stampede, causing the stilettos to break.

"Oh no, we don't mean to offend you, Chaemin." The guards simultaneously apologized as they helped the poor young lady up and into the backstage.

"Alright! Anyone in there wants to be the other woman?"

As Yri was brisk-walking her way deeper into the main studio, the loud cheers from the audience progressively gets louder and louder until she was finally out exposed in front of thousands of audience.

The audience's once loud cheers has now turned into minimal mumblings, obviously all about the unexpected appearance of Sonyeoniq's maknae.

"What a surprise! Looks like we have found her~ everybody, let's give it up for Chaemin of Sonyeoniq!" The host announced as he approached the dumfounded Yri and led her to the center stage, subtly pushing her towards Park Jimin.

"What is this!?" Yri scowled as the fans erupted into boisterous fanchants.

She turned to look at stage and the moment she spotted a Bonita member standing beside her ultimate bias, she made a derp face, resulting into thousands of laughter inside the studio. She could care less, so she scanned through the audience in hopes of finding familiar faces, and there she saw Bangtan Sonyeondan sitting just about four meters beside Bonita.

She felt goosebumps as Jimin leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "Chemmy, can you please fix yourself in the fitting room first?"

Obviously, it was the ARMYs, specifically the ChaemChim shippers who screamed first as if they're about to lose their voices, but some of course, weren't so fond at all.

"I don't care," Yri replied, "just tell me is happening! Are you hurt or what?" She cupped his cheeks as soon as her brown orbs met his gaze, releasing a bashful giggle from Jimin. The scenario drove the audience crazy and even crazier after Jimin's response.

"Chemmy, you don't need to worry about me." He smiled, warming her cold shaking hand as he held them up his chest.

"Umm, sorry to interrupt but let me repeat the scene you're going to act, okay?" The host gave them an asymmetrical smile before proceeding to clear his throat, "'What would you do if you catch your boyfriend cheating and the other girl taunts you?"

"Wait, why—"

"AAAAAAND~ ACTION!"

Lights out. Spotlight on them.

Notes

hello yes, idk i suck at giving titles so screw that lmao.

ALSO! I'M GOING TO WINGS TOUR HERE IN MY COUNTRY YAYYY!



about 50% chance tho ;-; rip