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She freed him

She lifted his chin and placed his hand on her back. She let herself fall in his embrace and she could see Jimin's eyes widening.

So they continued to dance and spin. The lights were twinkling with every step as Haera spun in delicate circles, her dark dress billowing out.

She used to love things like this, the pressure of a warm hand on her back and the feeling of her small agile feet gliding along the floor.

She had always felt like a small bird learning how to fly, flailing around and finally taking off with outstretched wings and wind swept feathers.

Haera still did from time to time, then she remembered that that bird will fly across a field and fall to the ground without a second thought as to why. They go peacefully and get taken away by a group of hunting dogs.

With a final spin she stopped, her forehead resting on his.

Jimin smiled.

He finished Jungkook's choreography.

She finished her bottle of pills.