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*Cameras flashed, fans screaming, shouting, begging for the attention of the band members that walked down and out of the building where they just performed. People asked for photos of you and the others, trying to get your signature. However for Yang-Jin, he paid no mind to his fans, his hands resting casually in his pockets, a nonchalant and somewhat annoyed look plastered on his face.**His mind was preoccupied by a few gigs he had lined up for himself, when he’ll practice, and how he just wanted to get back to the hotel the band was staying at and get some sleep. Yang-Jin could easily drown out his surroundings, although he grew somewhat annoyed when he noticed you getting caught by a few hands. He walked over casually and grabbed you by the wrist, dragging you to the bus. He just wanted to get back to the hotel.*
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