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REGRET-20 (Realistic)

"OH HELL NO!" Jimin cries. "We're getting out of here!" He rushed out of the house, we all close behind him.

Jimin stands, looking at the wall. He doesn't touch it at all but looks at it. We soon catch up to him and we all stare at this stupid wall. The wall that took away everything.

"Can't we ram the car into the wall?" Taehyung asks, pointing to the garage.

"Then one person has to be driving in the car and they'll get hurt!" Namjoon said, shaking his head. "If we're trying to escape, we should get everyone out alive."

The rest of us nodded. "It's not like we can dig a tunnel under the wall," I sighed. "Raze made this place impossible to escape. I'm sure he did..."

"Maybe if we set a fire to the wall..." Jin said, rubbing his chin.

"The fire won't last. The fucking wall's way too large," Namjoon sighed, shaking his head.

I collapsed to my knees. "We're so screwed," I said.

"Don't give up, Rose," Jimin said, moving in to hug me. "Everything will be fine. We'll think of something! We will."

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Today was the day we were to have left rehab. But none of us could even picture ourselves leaving this place. Ever.

We all lay sprawled in the music room, barely being able to move. Our limbs wouldn't move at our will and our breaths were shallow and short. The wall was doing its job -- killing us slowly. I rest my head on Jimin's shoulder, while his arm was hanging loosely around my waist.

We'd accepted our fate just a few hours ago. We'd die here... together.

I'd never be able to show the world the new, changed, Ivy-Rose. I'd never be able to have a relationship with Jimin outside this... prison. I felt tears trailing down my cheek. I was crying.

"Don't cry..." Jimin whispered softly. "Damn... I want to hug you... but I can't," he wheezed. I wanted to hug him so bad too. I wanted to kiss his beautiful lips just one last time. I wanted to live. But that could all never happen. Instead, I spoke.

"I love you, Park Jimin," I whispered, my tears still flowing out. I wanted to snuggle deeper into his arms. I regretted everything.

"I love you more. So much more," Jimin said. He was crying too.

We stared out at the other BTS members. They were all watching us, most of them crying. We would've never expected it to come down to this...

"I love every each one of you..." I wheezed, struggling to breathe. "I guess... I don't regret anything. I'll die loving seven amazing men... We'll die together as a family..." A tear rolled down my cheek.

Before any one of the Bangtan men answered, my breath hitched and my vision faded...

Everything became black.

Bob Smith, or also known as Raze opened up the metal wall to the rehab house. His high converse crunched on the dead grass of the lawn as he opened up the door to the house. He looked around for the eight bodies. There were nowhere to be found inside the house. So Raze knew they were in the music room.

Ironically they had chosen to die in the music room. Maybe as a memory of their ex-talents? Raze entered the music room to see the bodies of the Bangtan Boys and Ivy-Rose. They had only died an hour or so ago it seemed. Their tears on their dead faces were still quite visible.

Raze walked up to Ivy-Rose, the girl he had adopted a few years ago. It was a pity she was dead, tangled up in the arms of Park Jimin. Ivy-Rose had really been something. A beautiful girl with a kind heart -- although she didn't show it often. She must've really loved Jimin... Jimin, a dirty celebrity.

But if Ivy-Rose could love a person like Jimin, how bad was he really? Raze felt a pang of regret and maybe guilt in his chest. No. This was what he had to do. This was his job.

Although he'd gotten quite attached to Ivy-Rose, he couldn't let that haunt him... He looks at Ivy-Rose's beautiful porcelain face resting on the shoulder of Park Jimin. His arm is around Ivy-Rose's waist protectively. Raze sighs, looking at the couple with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Whatever, he'd succeeded his mission again. He'd have to create a new target, but make sure that the new orphan he adopted had a cold heart.

He hauls the bodies into the main bedroom. Raze looks around to see the beautiful drawings that no doubt Ivy-Rose had drawn. He sees how she had evolved through her artwork. From a strict realist, to an imaginative loving person... then to a desperate being...

He sighs. He really shouldn't have gotten that attached to Ivy-Rose. The hard-working, kind, and beautiful young lady. But he had done what he had to do. He lays Ivy-Rose and Jimin on the bed, side by side, tucking in a stray strand of Ivy-Rose's hair behind her ear.

Then he closes the door of the room and walks out, pressing a red button.

A soft poof indicates that the bodies are gone from the room. Raze opens the door and sees a room clear of drawings with four doors branching out. Simple little trick.

Now he's ready for the next mission.

That girl group?

Blackpink.

The End.

Of the Realistic Version

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