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Changbin sat in his room, staring hopefully at the ceiling. His dad was in the house and greeted him as nothing happened. If he could see, he would've ripped the smile off his face. If he could see, he would be playing basketball with Chan or Minho.

Changbin sighs and closes his eyes for a few seconds.

He opened them and blinked a couple of times.

He actually saw his ceiling. He sat up and quickly looked around his room before his vision went cloudy. Small black desk for homework, posters around the room, TV in front of his bed, red covers, and black pillows.

His vision went cloudy. He smiles and flops onto his bed. Giving up was never an option for him. He never gave up before and right now, hope was kicking fear in the ass. And it was kicking it hard.

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