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Breathless Bonds: A Test of Strength (Soekjoon)

The energy inside the fan meet venue was electric, the buzz of excitement mixing with the soft hum of conversations. Soekjoon, rapper of 82MAJOR, grinned widely as he signed album after album, making eye contact with every fan who came up to him. His group members—Seongil, Yechan, Seongmo, Seongbin, and Dogyun—sat beside him, chatting and sharing smiles with fans. These events were always a highlight for the group, a rare chance to connect directly with their supporters.

As the line continued to move, a fan approached Soekjoon, carefully placing a small box on the table.

"I made these for you," she said shyly, her hands trembling slightly. "I heard you like sweet snacks."

Soekjoon's grin widened. "Thank you so much! That's really thoughtful of you."

He accepted the box, and after a quick glance at the contents—delicious-looking cookies—he took one out. Without thinking twice, he popped it into his mouth and gave the fan a thumbs-up as he chewed.

"Delicious," he said with a warm smile.

The fan beamed and hurried off, her face glowing with happiness. Soekjoon continued to sign and interact, the sweetness of the cookie lingering on his tongue. But shortly after, he began to feel something... strange. It started as a mild itch on the back of his throat, something he easily brushed off. Fan meets could be stressful, and he figured the slight discomfort was just his body reacting to the long hours.

A few minutes passed, and the itch began to spread to his skin, particularly around his neck. Soekjoon absentmindedly scratched at the area beneath his collar, not wanting to cause a scene. He glanced around at the other members, all of them deep in conversation with fans, and didn't want to interrupt the moment.

But the itching didn't stop. In fact, it grew worse, traveling up his face and down his arms. A faint panic started to settle in his chest, but he swallowed it down, forcing himself to smile at the next fan who approached him.

As the meet continued, Soekjoon noticed something else—a slight swelling in his lips and throat. His breaths started to feel... thicker, like trying to inhale through a straw. He coughed lightly, hoping to clear whatever was happening in his throat. It must be the stress. He had been working long hours preparing for their comeback. Maybe he was just run down, a minor cold or something.

However, deep down, Soekjoon knew something wasn't right.

Beside him, Seongil turned his head and noticed Soekjoon's pale face and the subtle way he kept rubbing at his neck. "You okay?" Seongil asked quietly.

Soekjoon nodded, though he couldn't help but cough again, the sound raspier this time. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... a little tired."

Yechan frowned but didn't push. He was familiar with Soekjoon's habit of downplaying things, especially when it came to his health. But as the fan meet continued, Yechan kept stealing glances at Soekjoon, noticing his shallow breathing and the way he was starting to fidget more.

It wasn't long before Soekjoon felt the full force of the reaction. His chest tightened, and his breaths became wheezy. The swelling in his throat worsened, making it difficult to get air in. His vision began to blur around the edges, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Seongil, the leader of the group, who was sitting next to him. "Soekjoon," Seongil said, his voice filled with concern. "You don't look so good."

Soekjoon opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. Instead, he coughed harshly, his body trembling. His hand instinctively reached for his throat, as if trying to claw open the narrowing passage.