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[three weeks ago]Aerum didn't think her life could get worse after finding out her mother had cancer, she was gaining weight, and she had been facing a lot of sexism from the public and some people at the company.
But of course, life always had a way of weaving itself into Aerum's life, making it even worse.
She was learning an acrobatic routine to perform for ARMY at the BTS Prom Party, but she ended up falling from the ceiling and spraining her ankle.
The routine was the type you would see at a circus. It was the dangerous type of career people would do for the adrenaline and spotlight.
They'd be wrapped in silk and unravel themselves form the ceiling and onto the floor. Sometimes, they used large hoops and other props.
Aerum was practicing when she fell onto her shoulder and her ankle got caught up in the silk. There was a mat beneath her, but even mats still hurt.
She didn't care that she was hurt. She only cared about if she would have to change her routine or not. She didn't want to do something so mediocre.
"Noona, you're hurt," Jimin whispered.
Aerum shook her head. "I can keep going. I won't let them down."
Aerum was referring to ARMY.
"Look at you, Noona. You're in the hospital right now. You can't perform like this."
Aerum shook her head. "There's still two weeks until the Prom Party. I have plenty of time to recover and tweak the routine."
Jimin sighed, gripping her hand tightly. "I don't want you to get hurt anymore. I understand that you love ARMY, but if you got hurt any further, then you won't be able to perform at all in the future. Stay safe, please, okay?"
Aerum nodded. "Fine, but I refuse to do Prom Party with some half-assed act."
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War of Hormone | BTS
Fanfiction[eighth member au] In which the only female is loved by her seven male members, but problems rise when someone begins to like her a little bit too much. "Noona, come love me!" "I feel the roast coming." "Jungkook, don't wake her up! She's sleeping...