You know what, I'll just die lmao
To help you out:
"this is my last letter" is the last error code, aka last hint, that is from whoever was leaking out the contents. Thus, there would be no more hints from now on no matter how close your theory might seem.
Hm, I wonder who could the leaks be from?
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You let go of the handle and let yourself fall on the floor with a thud. You didn't bother to get up or grab the handle once more as you were just too tired, so you sat there on the wooden floor while breathing heavily from the much energy that you had just burned.
"Good job Y/N! You managed to reach the end of the line!" The nurse praised you with a clap.
You looked back at where you once started at the beginning of the walk bar line and smiled at your success.
It took you nearly months to get through halfway but now you got to the end in a matter of weeks.
Though, it still doesn't hide the fact that you can barely stand longer than 10 minutes or even walk without something to hold on to for more than 3 minutes.
The nurse had given you a water bottle as you sat on the spot while panting. Suddenly, you noticed a palm reaching out towards you. You looked up and saw one of your hyungs helping you up.
"Great work Y/N, let's go home now before Manager Sejin yells at us for not being on time." Jimin said as he pulled you up from the floor.
And when you meant being pulled up, you meant being pulled then lifted, then being placed on his shoulder like a potato sack.
Seriously, for someone as smol as Jimin you would never expect him to carry someone taller than him but nope, this smol bean is strong and rip as fuck. But of course, he becomes a cute little chick whenever you see his sweater paws.
"You could have just left without me you know. It's not like I'm needed there anyway." You huffed out as he carried you out of the room.
There was a schedule for dance training today for the upcoming new album so of course Jimin, being part of the dance line, had to be there but instead he had decided to accompany you. At first, you had protested against his use of time but what mochi wants, mochi gets.
Besides, you were planning on going to the usual mostly unused meeting room with your laptop and all so that you could create bits of new soundtracks.
I mean wasn't it obvious you had to? Considering the fact that you were obviously a burden to the team right now, shouldn't you at the very least compensate it with some possible tracks that the group might use?
You didn't need to be called useless again for who knows how many times.
Jimin gasped in response, "What are you saying? Of course you need to be there! You are our little joystick that makes us not want to pass out in the middle of practice!"
You kept groaning the whole car ride back to the company.
Sure it was fun to watch your hyungs have their dance practice sessions, especially when they get serious in front of the dance mirror but you really felt the need to go compose something, and you certainly can't do that without some of the members sneaking up behind you to see what you were working on every break. And you hated showing people your work in progress stuff.
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You were crying tears of laughter.
Namjoon had lifted you up and made you sit on his shoulders immediately when you and Jimin entered the room. Tae had then dragged Jimin into position while Hobi yelled for Manager Sejin to play the music.
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