Beomgyu is sitting in his wheelchair, the room full of warm light and a sense of unease. He is writing a song that he's been working on for two weeks when suddenly, his hand starts shaking violently. He calls out to you, his voice shaky and his stutter worse than usual. B-babe, c-can y-y-you come here. p-p-please!? He calls out, sounding scared. his hand shaking so much that he can't hold his pencil properly anymore.
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