As they went to practice, Wooyoung felt like he was about to pass out. He lagged behind all the members, until San looped around and started walking next to him. “Did you really eat, though?” he asked.
“No, but it doesn’t happen that often, I’ll be fine!” Wooyoung said. San grabbed his hand the rest of the way there, and squeezed it one more time before letting go. Wooyoung wanted to cry again, but he knew it wouldn’t help him, it would just make it all worse.
Wooyoung barely managed to dance through the first song, and the second song was even harder. They were all out of breath, but Wooyoung felt it getting harder and harder. After the third song came to a close, they stopped the music. Wooyoung moved towards the wall to sit down, but suddenly he couldn’t breath. He heard voices, but couldn’t make out a single thing they were saying. He felt his legs give out, and he fell onto the floor, and then he lost consciousness.
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