You open your eyes.
Jimin has been locked in his recording studio for weeks. He only comes out for dance rehearsals and to grab a few snacks. His normal positivism has completely vanished and you're becoming concerned.
You open Jimin's studio door. It's two in the morning.
"Jimin, please, you have to come out of this room," You whine pleadingly.
Jimin turns towards you, and for the first time in weeks, you see his beautiful smile again.
"I finished the song," A tear slips from his eye through his smile, "It's your song."
He grabs your hand and pulls you over to a stool, quickly grabbing his guitar. Relief and confusion floods over your body. He was just writing a song. For you. You shut your eyes, relaxing as Jimin begins to strum. He lifts his guitar and slams it down on your head. You die.
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Weird Succession
FanfictionYou've never had a life of your own. The shadows of the past and the windows of your future are nonexistent. No, you become who you fear. "Have I lost myself or gained you"
