17 DAYS TO GO | KWON SOONYOUNG

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Hana

Miraculously, things had gone back to normal in just a few days. The man that I once called my father-who also had apparently tried to hurt and had escaped prison, was arrested that night itself.

Mom had come rushing as soon as she heard the news. Although being in a vulnerable spot at that moment, Soonyoung had been a great source of strength to my weary being. It had only made me more determined to save him.

"How did you know about it though?" Both of us were heading to the studio where all the others were waiting for their rehearsals. Things had seemed to resolve on it's own between us. All the unsaid words and disputes, disappearing.

"I was heading home when a male informed me about it." A male? Random person? "I found it creppy and weird at first but he knew that you rushed home because your mother was back"

The only people who knew about my mom's arrival were my friends and no one else. "He said he knew you but couldn't reach out to help you at that moment" The more he spoke, the more puzzled I became. "How'd he look like?"

"Shady and creepy. All black fit-" Without any further words, I knew it was 'Death'. But why? And how did he know? I might need to find him but where? "Try being a little more punctual, Soonyoung"

Taking my usual place at the couch after greeting everyone. The atmosphere was bubbly like always, chatter and laughter ringing through the studio. There wasn't a single minute that there was silence whenever we were together.

"You owe me a burger, bitch" I yelled at Seokmin who wasn't ready to agree that he had indeed promised to buy me one when I was in a bad mood, probably depressed. "I don't fucking remember"

We were running around in circles around the room, with me chasing after him with a 'don't-know-what-it-was' as a weapon. "GEEZ" I heard someone yell and I knew it was one of the elder ones.

"We came here to practice, stop running around" Jeonghan exasperatedly stated before plopping down on the couch. They were supposed to be having a break and that's when I had recalled Seokmin's so called promise.

"Will you two stop?" I don't know why but Mingyu and Seungkwan had joined our chase all of a sudden without any reason. Mingyu with his long legs was trying to help me catch Seokmin and I was damn grateful for it.

"I had enough of it" I couldn't really recognise who did the voice belong to due to the chaos but it had a frustrated and edgy tone to it. "HOLY SHIT" "WHAT THE FUCK, JIHOON?" "Stop chasing them with your guitar?!"

WHAT IN THE FRICKING WORLD?

Suddenly we were no longer hounding each other but bolting far from Jihoon who held his guitar high in the air and ran at utmost speed. His actions only indicated one thing. Bro was gonna fucking smack us to heaven with his guitar.

Due to the circular motion we were sprinting in, we couldn't halt our run. Seungkwan however managed to bolt out towards the garden and the rest of us were able to hide behind the other members...well, except Mingyu.

"Sorry" Mingyu begged to Jihoon who finally let him go and they were back to practicing in no time. Occupied with my trail of thoughts, I wondered various things. Death apparently being the one who truly helped and saved me. The School Festival approaching fast. The day Soonyoung- is the same as that of the festival.

A bulb went off in my mind. In the future, where I came from, the festival was a day before he took his life. They had performed that evening and he unalived himself that very night.

"Hana-yah" I was snapped out of my trance as Seungcheol shook me by my shoulders. "Yeah" I answered him, who then later plopped down besides me. "You okay?"

I really didn't know. "I am, I guess" My mind kept circling around as to how will I meet Death. "Was the festival date preponed?" The leader bopped his head at my words.

"It was supposed to be on Sunday but they kept it on Saturday. No reason why they changed it!" Was it because of me being propelled back in time? Everything was confusing right now and only one person could answer that.

DEATH