"we'll get going y/n! remember to be at the practice room at 9! love you!" minho shouted throughout the hallway of the apartment, waving.
i smiled to myself, knowing that i'll be getting to see their new song and dance, first.
i closed the door, preparing to clean the room and wash up in contentment of seeing the boys after months again.
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after washing up, i looked at the mirror once again.
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dressing up in my most casual way, i sighed and got my bag.
i started walking to the building, since there were time to spare. i suddenly thought of mino and i's memories together, all laughing, smiling, hugs, kisses, cuddles, everything in place, in short,
perfect.
everything was too good to be true. i'm in the verge of thinking if i deserved this.
if i deserved mino.
but we both knew that we were for each other.
i shook my thoughts off and looked at my phone to see the time, to see that it was quarter to eight.
now, everyone knows their concept, with girls, and would probably all touchy with each other.
i didn't mind, i know that mino is not such kind of person.
and of course, he has a girlfriend and he has a public image, he wouldn't afford wasting all his efforts just for this, right?
once again, i shook off my thoughts and stepped inside the building, smiling at the guard outside, and pointing up–– at their practice room.
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now, everything is going slow ever since i stepped in the elevator. the elevator music, which makes me want to vomit, the slowness, which makes me dizzy and just everything.
i don't know, it feels like something is pulling me to go down again, but because of my stubbornness, i still waited until the elevator got to the floor i wanted.
the elevator then made a 'ting' sound, signalling that i was in the floor already of the practice room.
i still sensed that something is going wrong, but never thought of something.
