I-Land's Angel - Park Sunghoon 박 성훈

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

"Why is it so quiet?" I asked when I entered the practice room.

Sunghoon shrugged. "I think it's the fact we're being evaluated individually."

I frowned, "But that shouldn't change how we practice. We still have to work together."

"I'm not exactly happy about it either, angel." Sunghoon muttered, running a hand through his hair. "Have you learned the choreography yet?"

"Somewhat." I clicked my tongue, "The beats are hard to follow. And I'm losing motivation to be honest." I said with a small laugh.

"Want to practice together?" Sunghoon suggested.

A smile formed on my face, "Sure."

For the next two days, Sunghoon and I were practically glued together. During practice. Meal time. Breaks. We even shared the green room together. The only time he wasn't with me was when I would get some extra practice late at night Us being constantly together has earned a lot of teasing from the others. Not that it bothered me. But every time someone mentioned how cute we looked together, Sunghoon would get all flustered and slightly sulky.

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"Ah, I'm exhausted." I grumbled, taking a sip of my water. Lately, I've been staying up late to practice, and have been going nonstop with practice. This was much harder than Into the I-Land and the stakes were higher. I wasn't going to waste a minute of the seven days we had.

Today was probably the worst day I've been having. Constant headaches and I felt like I was dragging myself like a sack of potatoes. I knew it was probably best to take a break, but the test was always looming over my thoughts. So I refused to take any unnecessary breaks.

"Noona, are you doing okay? You look pale." Jungwon commented when he saw me.

I shook my head, "I'm always pale. What do you mean?"

"No, I'm serious. You have eye bags under your eyes." Jungwon said with a frown.

"I'm fine." I waved a dismissive hand. I wasn't fine. But it'd be worth it in the end. Just a small sacrifice I'd have to make.

"You're not sick are you?" Sunghoon asked, walking over to me.

"No. I have no cough or fever." I insisted. That part was true.

"You're getting enough sleep right?" He cupped my face, examining me with worry in his eyes.

Before I could respond, Heeseung called us all to do a group practice. I felt Sunghoon's eyes on me the whole time as I dragged myself to my position.

Halfway through the dance, I felt my body giving out. It became harder and harder to move my arms and simply move positions. I tried fighting through it, as the song was only a couple minutes long. Three minutes, that's all I had to do.

But as we reached the last chorus, I couldn't take it anymore. I was about ready collapse right there and then. Without thinking, I broke away from the formation and stumbled against the wall.

"Soojin!"

My breathing became ragged as I slid down the mirror. My head felt fuzzy and my senses numb. I closed my eyes and rested my head between my knees.

"No hyung, it's okay, I got it. This isn't the first time." A voice said close to me.

I felt someone touch my knee, "Angel?" Sunghoon. That was Sunghoon. I hummed softly. "You overworked yourself." He said softly, grabbing one of my hands. "Do you want to drink some water?" When I didn't answer I heard him sigh. "Please?" I slowly nodded my head and opened my eyes.