-"Changbin... CHANGBIN!!!" The urgent voice pierced through my sleepiness and pulled me reluctantly back to consciousness.
-"Raghhhhhh I know I'm up.....I'm up." My groggy voice responded, fumbling for awareness as I struggled to sit up.
-"Come on. We're gonna be late," Chan insisted, impatience evident in his tone.
-"Hyung... What day is it today?" I asked, a hint of confusion in my voice.
-"Hm? It's January 9th?" came the nonchalant reply.
-"Again? What the literally fuck," i muttered to myself, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks.
-"Huh? What are you talking about?" Chan questioned, clearly puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor.
No.No.No. This is not a dream. One time was enough but a second time? Am I some sort of time traveler or what??? Why does this keep happening? Everybody is acting the same. It doesn't seem like they are realizing that the same day is happening again. Or maybe do they know? Okay. Okay. Binnie calm down. Let's think rationally. I'm trying to make sense of the inexplicable repetition of January 9th, but I can't shake the eerie feeling that I was trapped in a loop or something.
And damn, I'm just trying to hear my mom's voice. Should I just call her now? Never mind, she's probably still asleep.
"Changbin, are you okay? You look kinda pale," Chan concerned eyes narrowing with worry.
"Huh? Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just a little bit tired. That's all. I'll get up and get ready," I reassured, forcing a faint smile despite the fatigue and distress that weighed on me.
"No. Stay. Get some rest. Our schedule's been packed lately. I don't want you or any of the kids to overwork yourselves," Chan insisted, voice firm with concern for our well-being
"Hyung... don't worry. I'm fine! I need to blow off some steam anyway... and also clear my mind," I replied, attempting to downplay my exhaustion.
"Okay... but please let me know when you're feeling overwhelmed. I feel like these past couple of months we haven't been spending as much time together as a group... and family, like before," Chan expressed, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.
As I lay there, contemplating Chan 's words, I couldn't shake the feeling that our hectic schedules were pulling us apart. The demands of our career had indeed strained our group dynamics, leaving little room for the camaraderie that once bound us together. Deep down, we all knew what was causing this disharmony, but none of us was brave enough to speak on that matter
Chan often finds himself constantly fretting about the well-being of those around him. Whether it's his family members, friends, or even colleagues, he's always concerned about our happiness, health, and overall welfare. It's not that he seeks out trouble or struggles to find something to worry about; rather, his caring nature compels him to anticipate potential challenges and ensure that everyone he cares about is safe and content. And that is one quality I love about our dear leader. I guess training for 7 years has its perks
But wait a minute....
-"Chan, can I also ask a question?" I asked, breaking the silence.
-"Huh? Sure," Chan replied, slightly taken aback.
-"Do you personally know Miria?" I asked
-"Oh? Hum, I mean kinda? She's been a trainee for a really long time now. We did some gigs together back in the days. Although she was very reserved...why are you asking?" he asked curiously
-"Wait, you trained together?" I asked, surprised.
-"Well, yes. She and Jihyo started at about the same time, I believe," Chan confirmed.
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Because Of... || Seo Changbin
Fanfiction"Why are you so set on stopping me? I thought you hated me," she said, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and hurt. "I don't..." He replied, his eyes avoiding hers. "Then why? You came into my life like a car with its headlights on, you cau...
