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𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏：𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 20, 2021，𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚
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𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 3/3 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔：𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇？

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Continuing on the ending of 2/3 (let's say that)

contains kpop idols

also, this idea just popped up on my mind when i was supposed to be sleeping, so this isn't really planned.

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Your eyelids felt heavy, the darkness welcoming you, as if to embrace you tightly. Your thoughts started to become hazy as you felt yourself pass out, your heartbeat stopping as you died. 

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Your eyes flung open, gasping as you immediately sat up on your bed, the damp towel on your forehead flying beside your bed. Your breathing was heavy, blinking a few times when you heard the door open.

There stood your mother, a tray with food on her hand as she looked at you in utter shock. "You're awake!" she exclaimed, placing the tray on your study table.

You slightly nodded as she pulled a chair beside your bed, picking up the damp towel on the way. She placed it back on the tub containing cold water as you watched her closely. "Mum?"

"Yes, sweetie?" she replied, squeezing the towel. "What happened?" you asked, placing a hand on your neck, grazing it, somehow expecting to feel a cut. "You passed out."

Your eyebrows knitted together, "What do you mean? How long was I out? Is the student council okay? Was there new-" Your mum lifted a hand up, signaling you to stop.

"Too many questions, Y/n." She gently pushed you back, leaning your back on the wall before placing the drenched towel on your forehead. "Firstly, you passed out the next day after the storm. Secondly, you were out for 4 days," your eyes widened.

"F-Four days?! What- What about the student council? Are- Are they okay?" Your mother smiled as she nodded her head, "Of course. I heard from your brother that Jihyo handled everything perfectly. You gotta have trust on your friends, Y/n."

You sighed, "Sorry. I- I just can't help it. It's just a habit by now, you know? Ever since I've been the president, I can't help but be responsible." Your mother placed a hand on your cheek.

"I know, sweetie. Sometimes you put too much responsibility and pressure on yourself that you forget to think about your health." she stroked your cheek a few times before taking the bowl of soup and feeding you.

"Eat. You haven't eaten anything in four days." You nodded, "Mum, has brother arrived yet?" This time, it was her turn to nod. "He arrived an hour before you passed out." "Ah, okay."

'The storm...'

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You were sitting in front of your study table, planning some stuff that will soon need to be organized by the student council. Of course, due to you being the president, you have to plan stuff in advance.

Yes, your Vice President, Park Jihyo is very capable of doing this, but you can't help it, after all, ever since you've been given the role of the President at your Freshman year.