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Jimin; a person who didn't usually rack his brain for anything unless it was related to his team, was having trouble falling asleep. It was technically related to his team, but it was too trivial for any kind of trouble. Yet there he was, lying awake on his bed, with a stoic expression. He couldn't come to a conclusion, no matter how many times he tried. 

Maybe she messed up her dialect for some reason, he told himself. Even I can't forget my Busan dialect after 8 years, it's impossible for her to forget it in just 4 years. Dang, the internet was right about the-smallest-things-prick-the-most. 

He got up, searched for sleeping pills, took one, and forced himself senseless. He knew he couldn't just pull an all-nighter to figure out why some random girl's accent changed— not when he needed to wake up the next morning at 5 on the dot.

With Jimin asleep, the whole luxurious apartment had been engulfed with pin-drop silence. It was a brilliant cloudless night, with the crescent moon on full display. The distinctive sound of car horns, soft whirring sound of the wind, raw light from the moon and stars; it was a perfect atmosphere for a night of deep sleep. Being in the middle of a forest with no other buildings nearby indeed made an excellent private place, but it was also an amazing place for relaxing. 

Similarly, the mornings were beautiful too. One couldn't see the sunrise fully like at the beach, but it was equally eye-catching as those. A small warm circle rising amidst a cluster of greenery with herds of birds chirping and spreading their wings in the orange sky— it was ethereal to human eyes. As if time was in a rush, the crack of dawn came earlier than expected.

7 pairs of eyes gathered at the living room sofa, hovering above the individual who was in a deep sleep. They communicated through hand gestures and eye movements— all asking the same question.

Who was going to wake Ashlyn up?

They communicated with their eyes, with a few low murmurs. Thankfully, Ash woke up by the sound. Although the situation wasn't exactly pleasant; 7 young men staring at a sleeping girl, whose clothes were, well, not in good shape. She sat up hastily, covering her body with the blanket given by Namjoon. 

"What?"

"Uhm," Hoseok started. "You see, you were asleep,"

"And?"

"We need to go back." He nodded slowly.

"What?"

"We don't live here, we live on Jeju island. We came here for the test, can't you tell? God, what a dimwit." Seokjin uttered the last part silently. Ashlyn groaned and stood up.

"When do we leave?"

"Now."

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