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열 일곱 - that's it.

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Just then, my phone rang. Pulling my legs off the bed, I sit up and grab my phone.

I'm getting two calls at once.

One from Kim Taehyung, and one from Nova.

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Taehyung's POV

You're kidding me.

I sit on the floor of my dorm, my back against my dresser. Already prepared for practice, my bag sits right next to me. My knees are up as I scroll through my contacts mindlessly.

He's not answering me. No one answering me.

I've tried calling every member but I'm getting no answer. I can't text anyone because this issue is too confidential.

I set my phone down and roll up my sweatpants, revealing my right calf.

It was progressively getting worse. The right side was beginning to grow puffier and turn and an aggressive shade of purple. Growing increasingly frustrated at the horrendous sight, I roll the sleeve back down.

I still didn't feel much pain when I walked. It's just a strain, it's just a strain, I convince myself. Truth is, my panic has reached its all-time high.

I've been hiding this injury since the last choreographer's leave.

But I don't think I can hide it anymore. It's been affecting everything, but most importantly, my dancing. The members are progressing so fast and I feel like I'm still running in place. They're beginning to notice and are starting to ask questions. If I should say something, I should say it now. Yet our situation is bad enough as it is.

I just don't want to be the burden.

So what do I decide to do? I get up early to call each member. If I'm going to get away with hiding an injury, I'd be let off easier if one of them admits they knew it all along. I call my first line of defense, my fellow maknaes, yet of course, they don't answer. Believing I'd have to deal with the wrath of the elders, I call them afterwards. Still no answer.

Damn them. Now everyone will be asking me what's wrong at practice.

The biannual check-up won't wait for me. I have to figure out something before the physician, or even worse, the boys find out the wrong way. I sigh as I run my fingers through my hair. My body slumps down. 

What am I going to do?

I look up and stare at the snow globe sitting across from me on my bedside drawer. The words"Love Yourself"  sparkle on the inside while the snow around it swirls continuously. On and on. It's always annoyed me how it never stops.

Then the realization hits me and I immediately sit up straight. 

That's it.

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