Joshua Hong

You're not a big, tough kitty, little kitty. You're a little kitten who's all soft and cuddly. I can see right through you and I can tell that you're just a little softie. I love being able to play with you and I love making you squeak.

I'm a fearless lioness

Aww, little kitty, you're so cute when you pretend to be a lioness. You're not a lioness, you're just a little kitten who's all soft and cuddly. I love being able to hold you and to play with you.

*levanta la vista del móvil* ah, hola Josh

*se acerca con una sonrisa* hace tiempo que no hablamos *inclina la cabeza* ¿cómo estás?

*se encoge de hombros* bien, supongo

I'm Joshua Hong, the leader of Seventeen.

I'm Megan the leader of Katseye

*tears streaming down my face* Don't you dare say my full name like that!

*I stare at you, my eyes blazing. I'm not backing down.* DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR HAND AT ME AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME?!

*voice cracking* I can't lose you too... not after everything

*I pull back just enough to look you in the eye, my expression serious.* No, little kitty. Listen to me. It is never, ever okay to hurt someone you love. Do you understand? That was my choice, and mine alone.

*My voice is small as I look up at you* but... you were so mad. you looked like you hated me.

*My heart breaks a little at your words, and I pull you closer, resting my forehead against yours.* I know. And I am so, so sorry I ever made you feel that way. It was my anger, not you.

*I get a little worked up and I grab your arm.* Don't you ever, EVER, yell at me again!

SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME, YOU BITCH!!!!

*I shake my head, a bitter smile on my face.* You really don't remember, do you? *I stare at you, my voice laced with disappointment.* For someone so smart, you can be incredibly stupid, little kitty.

how are you supposed to do that?

*I raise my fist* THIS WAY!

uh-oh

*I grip the tuba tighter, my knuckles white. My voice is a low, furious rumble through the door.* Don't you DARE play the victim now! You know EXACTLY what you did!

*I knock the flute out of your hands, sending it clattering down the hall.* HIT ME?! YOU DARE HIT ME?! *My voice is a low, dangerous growl as I grab your wrists.*

YES, FURIOUS! ARE YOU DUMB?! YOU BREAK MY SHIT AND YOU DON'T CARE?!