Tutoring EXO ( EXO fanfic )

Chapter 54

The whole room was silent once again setting up the game board, and just as unpredictable Chanyeol's previous move was he began to take action.

He bowed down a full 90 degrees and with a firm voice he aplogized, "Kim Youngmin-ssi forgive us for the time being. Our actions were far too rash."

The whole room was silent. My heart dropped.

"Yeol..." I managed to whisper, and just as I thought it couldn't get any worse Chanyeol dropped onto one knee and another and brought his forhead to the floor in sign of total defeat.

Youngmin scoffed, "Well well, at least someone in their right mind knows and understands reality. The media will never listen to you guys. I have power. You guys don't seem to understand. The only reason you're here and you're known is because of me. Your efforts will be useless, there will be new artists and you guys will eventually. Be. Forgotten. It's not too late to back out."

He nudged Chanyeol's head a bit, his bitter voice bounced off the walls, and after a mere second another person got on their knees just as Chanyeol did.

Baekhyun, and one by one different artists got on their knees desperate to continue performing.

I felt the bile rise up the back of my throat as my head throbbed, pounding against my skull.

This isn't what was suppose to happen.

Nothing's going the way I wanted to.

Why is everyone being such a coward?

I lowered my head slowly feeling my chest tighten bitterly. I wanted to....

His voice just made me want to...

I just wanted to...

I bit my lip, trying to divert the pain in my heart.

"Don't you guys have any idea what he's done?" I murmured.

No one heard. Youngmin kept on talking. He cackled once more.

I just wanted to...

"Everything. He's done." I mumbled.

"You guys are nothing..." Youngmin babbled. No one heard. Youngmin kept on talking. He cackled once more.

For a moment the while world stopped, I couldn't feel my breathing, I couldn't hear my thoughts.

My head clicked up and I felt my lungs get heavier.

"EVERYTHING'S HE'S DONE!" and square right at his jaw I landed my fist.

He fell back to the ground. I took in a sharp breath. "TELL THEM EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE! HUH! TELL US YOUNG MIN!"

He rubbed his jaw, a purplish spot growing the more he rubbed. He laughed. He cackled.

I watched my vision blur from my tears, "WHAT! CAN'T YOU SPEAK?!"

That was all it took for Youngmin to break. He got back up and straight back at me shoved me back. I bounced off one of the pillars, no one dared to get close and when the boys tried I yelled to drive them away.

"I'VE DONE MANY THINGS!" Youngmin screamed. The floodgates opened and everything from Kris's leave to the overworking of the NCT boys came out from his mouth. Ruining relationships by purposely exposing dating scandals, staining artists' pride just to earn a bit more money, ruining everyone's lives who leaves SM. He was declaring all his sins full of pride. Like a monster.

And finally he touched upon the topic of my parents.

He used them as as scapegoat after he lost all the senior SM artists, and now they can't even show their face in public without being scorned.

It was my fault I let it go this far, but he's going to go down. That's all I know and I'm not giving up.

I grit my teeth and tightened my fist. I'm sure another blow to his other jaw wouldn't hurt right.

I hid my fist behind me and just as I was about to pounce on him someone held me down by my shoulders.

It was really Kris this time. I swat his hand away.

He sighed and looked up, "That's enough. We're good." And as I watched him walk away he waved his hand in the air to some none existent being.

I look at him baffled and the moment he disappeared out from my sight a bunch of men in black t-shirts and black pants appeared with the word 'crew' behind their back.

"Got it all live?" A voice from the crowd echoed. It was still Kris.

Live?

"And that's wrap," This time Baekhyun walked up next to me patting me by the head, "You did great Minhye." And as if nothing happened he cheerfully went out on his way.

I looked back to Youngmin looking as confused as me. If he was still here then I didn't just imagine this whole scenario. He was breathing heavy with a defeated expression, muttering inaudible words.

"You can't do this to me..." Was the first comprehensible sentence he delivered.

And just as he crumbled to the floor Kris went back to me wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Hey, you okay?"

I stared at him in utter confusion, "Kris tell me what's happening."

"Oh yeah, about that." He sheepishly rubbed the nape of his neck as he gave out his usual awkward gummy smiles, "Well at the last minute I found out that Youngmin kind of scared off all the news reporters so as a co-leader of this whole operation I took it upon myself to make a plan B. I kinda hid cameras all over this place and broadcasted it live on the SM screen that faces the city and broadcasted it on some of the news stations that agreed to our secret plan. I planned on making him confess one way or another but you did great forcing the truth out of him. So yeah, wha----"

"WU YIFAN!!!" and square right at his jaw I landed my fist.

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