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Chapter 05 - The Gale

The storm dissipated but the strong gale remains, bothering the remnants spark of fire, shaken its spirit to stay alight, dangerously close to blowing out the tiny flames.

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"WHAT!?"

Jaehyun jumped on his seat, mobile phone slipping away from his grip but luckily landed on the soft cushion. He was just browsing through his social media, deciding whether or not to update his Insta-Story, when Manager Jungsu loud voice cut through the room. The manager was dropping by their dorm, giving some update of their schedules since Youngjae-hyung was still in the main office, revising a mistaken report from the advertisement crew, he said.

The youngest manager was usually calm and collected, definitely the most reserved one out of NCT's three managers. That's a given since the man was positioned as Dream's manager, the man has the patience of a saint.

That's why the loudness was very much unexpected. It wasn't only Jaehyun; Taeil and Yuta who was also present in the room, both looking surprised at the raise of volume. Jungwoo and Mark even had to came out from their room, confused at the commotion.

"Oh god, fuck- okay, okay calm down hyuck- shit, okay- we're going there."

Hyuck? Haechan? Is there something wrong with him?

"Stay there, okay- we're going there." And the call got cut off. The manager then stoof still on his place in complete silence for a good 5 seconds, phone still an inch away from his right ear.

Mark fidgeted on his place beside Jungwoo. Jaehyun thought that the young rapper must have worried, because something was apparently wrong with his best friend, 

"Hyung, what's wrong-"

but he was cut off by the manager,

"Someone broke into the 5th floor, they hurt Taeyong. He's in hospital right now."

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"Haechan!" Taeil frantically called the younger's name when he stepped inside the room, Mark and Jungwoo tailing closely behind the eldest.

The three of them had ran from the elevator to the dorm. Mark had never thought the day he hate the fact that their dorm was located at the far end of the floor will come. Even when the distance between the elevator and the room was only a couple meters apart, but it felt so far for the panicked men. It's almost 1 in the morning, and Mark was internally thankful that most room on the 5th floor are vacant, because damn they're loud.

The 5th floor dorm's door was wide opened and they can already saw the mess of the room. The wrecked room was briefly missed in the heat of moment when they spot Haechan slouched on the floor, back pressed into the wall. They hurriedly went to him and that's when they finally took in the bizarre mess of their once neat and clean, living room.

"Jesus Christ-" Mark saw the pool of blood, a deep crimson stain on their supposedly-cream-colored rug and he can feel his stomach turned upside down.