《 " ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ꜰᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ." 》
one year after his debut as an artist, Han Seojun falls for a free-spirited girl; together, the two overcome life's traumas and the idol industry
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#1 in Han Seojun 6/16/2021
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Ahn Sunhwa sat on the studio floor alongside Bomi.
Across from them, Ahyeong lay on her back- eyes squeezed shut and hands on her ears.
"You can't tell me this is normal." Sunny spoke quietly, digging her nails into her palms as she stared at the excellent dancer.
Bomi nodded in agreement. "I think we should go to the hospital, Ahyeong. I'm really worried."
"What would Chaesoo and Damin say if they were here?" The eldest girl pressed, knowing full well that her and the maknae were the least forceful members.
Ahyeong groaned, slowly pulling herself up into a sitting position. She hugged her knees to her chest and drew in an uneven breath.
"I can barely hear what you're saying." The girl admitted, twisting her head to finally look at her sisters.
It had been two days since the song released, and the media was eating up the announcement of Seojun and Sunhwa's relationship.
Sunny had been so distracted worrying about it, she hadn't taken much time to practice. Now that she'd finally gotten into the studio with Ahyeong, the more patient dance teacher of the two, she'd noticed how terrible her condition was.
"That's it." The brunette hoisted herself to her feet and headed for the weakened nineteen year old.
Ahyeong glanced up warily, her eyes moving but not seeing. Her migraine was getting so bad that she could barely function.
Sunhwa squatted down beside her.
"Bomi, get her on my back. We are going to the hospital."
The maknae complied, placing her hands under Ahyeong's armpits and gently dragging her up onto the small back of Sunny.
Tugging her legs around her waist and forcing herself to her feet, Sunhwa stood with Ahyeong on her back.
"Should I call Chaesoo or Damin? Or our managers?" Bomi's tone was edging on panic as she paced nervously around Sunhwa as she walked towards the door.
Fortunately, Kim Ahyeong was an inch shorter and definitely a bit skinnier than Sunny, so she was able to piggy back carry her often.
But somehow this dead weight seemed a lot heavier than usual. Maybe it was because they'd already been dancing for hours, and Sunhwa was borderline exhausted.
