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AN: sorry, this is kinda short and weird, a little filler, I don't really have many ideas on what to write about so if you have any suggestions I can try to write whatever you want!

The clock strikes two.

Seokmin see's his friends, and runs to them. They don't seem to notice him, so he shouts, "Guys! Guys let's go!" Mingyu grins at the others, "Wanna go see a movie?" "Sure!" The group chorused, and Seokmin beams, "Okay!" They walk off, and Seokmin hurries after them. The movie theater is a long walk away, and the group are sweaty and tired, but Seokmin is hardly breaking a sweat, his eyes disappearing into crescents of smiles. He tries to make conversation, but they don't seem interested. "What movie do you want to watch?" Hansol asks, and Seokmin chirps, "Anything!" Wonwoo waves his hand in the air. "Anything." "No horror, though," Seokmin adds, but then Jihoon says, "Hey, there's a new horror movie you know?" The boys nod and agree, making Seokmin feel confused. "But...I don't want to..." "I don't want to watch horror," Soonyoung says, wrinkling his nose. 'Oh, okay, then how about that action movie?" Smiling, Seokmin suggests, "How about a cartoon show?" But the boys all ignore him. Seokmin's happiness deflates. Why were his friends ignoring him? They reach the movie theater, and Seungcheol walks up to the cashier confidently. "Twelve tickets please, for this movie." Twelve? Seokmin thinks. But...but there's thirteen of us! Seungcheol hands all the tickets out. "Seungcheol, what about me?" Seokmin questions, but no one acknowledges him. "Guys!" Seokmin shouts, feeling left out. "Guys!" They start to walk away. Why can't they hear me? "Jeonghan! Mingyu! Seungkwan! Anyone?" At that moment, Seungcheol's phone rings. He picks it up hastily, everyone stopping and waiting patiently. "Hello? Ah, yeah, this is Seokmin's friend." What? "He...he's what? Oh....I....I see...I'm...I'm so sorry." What? Seungcheol looks at his friends, heartbroken and crestfallen. "Seokmin got into a car accident, he's in the hospital now." What? No, I'm here, guys, I'm here. I'm here! "Seungcheol! I'm here, I'm right here! I'm-" Seokmin falls to the ground. "I'm here." He whispers, his voice breaking.

"Lee Seokmin," A voice says gravely behind him. Seokmin whips his head over to see a man cloaked in black. "I'm sorry, but we need to go now. The after life is waiting," The man says sorrowfully. "What?" Seokmin spluttered out, "I'm not dead! I'm..." He stares at his hands, wispy and translucent. "What is this? I...what?" The man looks rueful and pained, "You were in a car accident. Your body is in the hospital, but I'm sorry to say that-" "I didn't make it?" Tears well up and spill out from his eyes, "But my friends! My family! Who will take care of them? What..." Seokmin holds his head in his hands. "What will they do?"

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"I'm fading with the light"

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A boy named Lee Seokmin, aged twenty three, passed away due to a car accident today, at around two this afternoon, the culprit was a drunk driver who....

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