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Changbin straykids - Argument

@BTSxRealARMY this is your requests, even if you wrote 99% of it. It's a short chapter.
500 words

It was just another practice session, one of the many they had gone through over the years. But this time, things went wrong. A misstep, a mistimed movement—and Felix was on the floor, clutching his arm in pain.

Silence filled the room before panic took over. The members rushed to Felix's side, concern written all over their faces. But then, their attention shifted.

To Changbin.

He was the one who had accidentally knocked Felix down. The one who had made him wince in pain. The one who—at that moment—felt like the enemy.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Chan's voice boomed across the room, his anger barely restrained.

"I TOLD YOU IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Changbin shot back, his frustration evident.

"Accident?" Minho's voice was sharp, almost venomous. "You've been acting weird ever since we started focusing on Felix more. What, are you jealous?"

"That's not true! I—"

"Why can you never listen?!" Seungmin snapped, his tone filled with disappointment.

Changbin opened his mouth to argue, to defend himself, but the weight of their words crushed him. No one was listening. No one believed him.

"Changbin," Minho said coldly, "you've done enough. Just... leave."

And just like that, it was over.

His vision blurred as he stormed out of the room. He could hear whispers behind him, quiet murmurs of resentment. No one followed.

~~~

Changbin sat alone in his childhood bedroom, staring at the ceiling.

"Fine. If they hate me so much, I guess I'll just stay at my parents' house for a while."

It had been a few days since he left the dorm. Not once had they called. Not once had they checked in. It was almost as if he had never existed.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, he decided to return.

He stepped inside the dorm, forcing himself to act normal. "I'm home," he called out.

The reaction was immediate.

Chan stormed into the room, his face twisted with fury. The others followed close behind, their gazes cold.

"YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO SHOW UP?!" Chan yelled. "WE WERE WORRIED SICK!"

Changbin scoffed. "Yeah, right. As if."

"You didn't even visit Felix-hyung," Jeongin said, his voice quiet but laced with disappointment. "You're truly awful."

The words stung more than he expected.

Hyunjin crossed his arms, his gaze sharp. "Maybe you should leave."

"Wha—?"

"I SAID MAYBE YOU SHOULD LEAVE!"

Changbin froze. It wasn't just Hyunjin. The others nodded in agreement, their expressions unreadable but firm.

His heart clenched.

"Fine!" He forced out a bitter laugh, but his voice cracked. "If that's what makes you happy!"

Tears threatened to spill as he ran upstairs. His hands trembled as he shoved clothes into a bag. Before he left, he grabbed a piece of paper and began to write.

Dear Felix,

When you wake up, you'll notice I'm not there. That's because I quit.

I love you, and I want you to know where you can find me:
xxxxxx xxxxxx xx at xxx road.

That's my parents' house. Please, don't tell the others.

Love,
Changbin

With that, he left.

And for the first time, he didn't look back.

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