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"Why didn't you tell us that you have no money, Ahri?" Seokjin asks her.
Both of them continuously stare at the girl who simply keeps her gaze on the floor.
"He asked you something, Ahri," Yoongi states a matter of fact, impatience dripping through his voice.
Said girl clenches her jaw, hands balling into fists. "I do have money. I just don't have much."
"You know that we can always help you, right? We'll always support you with everything possible, Yona," Seokjin tells her, eyebrows furrowed in worry. He would've never thought that she struggles with money issues—then again, he doesn't know her at all.
"Thank you, hyung." She nods softly, still looking down. "But I really don't want your money. I don't want to be a burden. It's fine"
"A burden? What the hell are you saying? You're only being a burden if you hide everything and act problematic!" Yoongi snaps back.
Ahri sucks in a deep breath to contain her rising anger. "Why were you guys waiting for me?" She asks to change the subject.
"Oh, yeah." Seokjin adds, "We wanted to check up on you. We also start practice tomorrow morning at 5 a.m."
Seokjin chuckles lightly, ruffling her hair. "You're one of the main rappers now, huh?"
"Yeah..." A slight blush heats her cheeks up. She scratches the back of her head.
"Anyway, we'll get going now." The eldest gazes over at Yoongi, secretly sending him a disapproving look. "Go."
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