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"Yes..." Park Jimin, who was suddenly poked into something sad, had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Ah, I don't know which kid swore that he would win two days ago." Min Yoongi casually put his hands under his head and said casually, "Once or twice can be considered accidental. Losing so many times in a row, It’s really a matter of strength.”

Park Jimin bit his lip and said nothing.

He thought of himself who was defeated every time, standing in the corner at a loss, watching himself with flashlights only focusing on others, and also, himself who betrayed his parents' wishes, betrayed his companions and left the growth track alone, and unfolded his double life alone. However, what greeted him was only cold test papers, harsh lectures, and repeated failures.

The loneliness of walking a tightrope hit Park Jimin again.There are endless silk threads in front of your eyes, and an irreversible valley behind you. When you look at the abyss under your feet, you will tremble with fear and sweat.

Everyone is also walking their own tightrope.It’s just that most people chose the same direction, looking around, they were all companions struggling in the air like each other, so they felt a little more at ease, willingly followed the steel wire under their feet and continued to walk forward.

Before high school, he was also a member of the team.He and their threads were close, close, within reach.When he was confused, frightened, and in pain, looking at his companion's brilliant smiling face, he was almost sure that he was making the right choice, and that the other side of the struggle was really as beautiful and carefree as he had imagined.

He pretended to be happy and walked until he was sent to Seoul when he suddenly woke up in the night.People around were immersed in a peaceful sleep, only he was doing his best to look forward.But still, nothing.He tried to wake up the people around him, you see, it is bleak, empty, and there is nothing at the end of the promise!Then I found out in despair that everyone had already understood it, but they were still paying no attention to it, and sent themselves to the cold and lonely stranger step by step.

How can people dance on a tightrope?

The 'truth' that has been admonished and instilled.But why not?

Park Jimin, who closed his eyes, recalled the trembling that went deep into his bones and blood the day he first walked into SUGA.

Why not!

Even though his jumping feet were scratched and bleeding by filaments, the muscles of his legs were sore from supporting his body, and he was always worried that he would fall into the bitter cold valley in the next second, he still wanted to dance.

"We won't get any younger, right." After a long silence, Park Jimin said suddenly.

"Yes."

"I want to dance."

"It's not that I can't dance while going to school, it's just that I can't bear to waste time on things I don't like day after day." Park Jimin paused and continued, "I don't care if I can continue studying, but I can't stop dancing. Just stop I feel suffocated, I feel like I'm going to die, even when I sleep, I wake up crying because I can't dance, and I love dancing to this extent."

As soon as dancing was mentioned, the dim lights suddenly brightened.No matter how duplicity he may say, no matter how he hides it, the instinctive joy will eventually emerge from the tip of his heart, and it will trickle down to his cheeks and brows.

"Look, aren't you doing very well now?" Min Yoongi unconsciously thought of his 16 years old.

"When I first started out as an underground rapper and was not yet recognized, there were only two audience members at the performance, and they just sang and sang the resentment and dissatisfaction of growing up alone. At that time, I often lost, and my opponents forced me to point my nose and scold me in battle. On the one hand, I hated in my heart, but on the other hand, I couldn’t do anything because of my poor strength. I made up my mind to win it back in an upright manner next time, held my breath and practiced crazily, just stumbled like this, and became the current Min Yoongi.”

"Even then, I don't want to give up even once. Because what is more frightening than failure is that we will never be young again."

Park Jimin, who was listening quietly, felt that something in his heart was slowly collapsing.

"I see." Even though he knew Min Yoongi couldn't see, he still nodded firmly.

The young mind is fragile yet strong, ignorant but persistent.The rooted dream is inevitably shaken by the wind and rain, but at this moment it becomes more and more indestructible because of one person.

In the dark night, the silver wire of life shines brightly.He is still standing on it alone, but there is incomparable strength in his chest.

"Thank you."

"Yeah." The answer was Min Yoongi who rolled over and fell asleep vaguely.

Park Jimin solemnly hugged the thin blanket to his chest.

Thank you, when everyone is against, thank you, willing to stand by my side.

Seven

Park Jimin had no sleep that night.

It was quiet late at night, and the room shrouded in pure black became more and more chilly, only the sound of Min Yoongi's sleeping breathing next to him was comforting.And Park Jimin, who was lying flat beside him, hugged the corner of the thin blanket, looked up at the spotless ceiling, and then lowered his head to carefully copy that person's eyebrows and eyes.

Min Yoongi, who is so arrogant and domineering when he picks up the wheat, is quite cute after he has poured countless spirits under the strong light of SUGA, so he is quite cute after he has dropped his identity as a rapper: the closed eyes are no longer violent The air is deep, and even the mouth that always utters offensive words on weekdays is much calmer.

Although he is an elder brother, he doesn't like to put on airs of seniors.No matter how much he likes to bully people, he is the one who takes him home when he has no one to rely on; when he lacks courage, he is his mainstay; he is kind and soft in his heart, and he even said that he would do charity if he stopped singing Work……

Park Jimin, who couldn't help being tricky, turned around, stretched out his hand to gently pinch Min Yoongi's nose, and heard the muffled sound from the other party's throat in amusing, and was afraid that someone would accidentally wake him up, so he let it go .

Outside the heavy curtains, the invisible sky gradually turned from azure blue to indigo daisy.The unique coolness of the morning pervades the air.The distant sky is red and hazy, the clouds are colorful, and the silvery light stars disappear in the daytime.

Everything slowly wakes up with the rising temperature of summer and devotes itself to the busyness of a new day.Park Jimin is no exception.Having not slept all night, he got up early, but it was a rare spirit. He first went back to his room to change his clothes, washed up, and then went downstairs. He rummaged through the refrigerator to bake bread for the three of them, fried eggs, and even heated a glass of milk for himself.

"Hey, I'm very diligent today." Jin Taiyu, who came here after smelling the fragrance, leaned sleepily by the cooking counter, took the bread that Park Jimin had smeared with jam in his mouth, "Are you on a date?"

Park Jimin who was robbed of his bread was not angry, but smiled and shook his head.

"Then you are..."

"I want to dance." Park Jimin's answer choked on Kim Taewoo.

"Ahem... Let me say," he swallowed the bread with difficulty, "didn't you dance before? Do acrobatics?"

"No, I decided to dance seriously." Park Jimin looked serious.

No excuses, no retreat, dance like there's no tomorrow.

"Let me tell you, with your appearance and dancing skills, even if you can't be a professional dancer, you can still be an idol or something." Jin Taiyu peeked upstairs, leaned into Park Jimin's ear, and said in a low voice, "I met a scout two days ago and asked me to have an interview today."

"Idol?" Park Jimin looked at him a few times and teased, "Can you dance?"

"No, you can learn." Jin Taiyu shook his head, disapproving, "I heard that their company is planning to launch a boy group, and they still lack a lead dancer. Do you want to try it? When the two of us debut together, what? Sample?"

Park Jimin took a bite of the bread and didn't answer.

"This is his contact information. Ah, I'm going to be late, so let's not talk about it! You should think about it carefully!" Jin Taiyu looked at the time, put down his business card and rushed out.

"What are you thinking about?" Min Yoongi, who came down from upstairs, yawned and sat loosely at the dining table.

"Let me choreograph the song for him." Park Jimin took advantage of Min Yoongi's inattention and put the scout's business card in his pocket without any trace.

Noncommittal, Min Yoongi casually picked up the milk on the table and poured it down.

This has been the case for about a month.

Not only Min Yoongi, but even the nervous Kim Tae Woo noticed that Park Jimin had changed.Instead of being lazy in the past and having a regular schedule, he gets up early in the morning and goes out for a run. He pays special attention to his food intake when eating. Except for eating time, he stays in the practice room upstairs to practice dancing. Even SUGA seldom stays. If he loses, he immediately Go back to practice.I don't know which seniors I have listened to, and I practiced the equipment according to the guidance of professional coaches the next day.After a month of persistence, the arms and abdomen gradually showed some muscle prototypes.

"Ah, Park Chicken Rice! You made me a vegetable salad again!" Jin Taiyu, who hadn't touched meat for a long time, almost collapsed, looking at Park Jimin with watery eyes.

"You are going to be an idol, what about image management? How about losing weight consciously?" Unexpectedly, Park Jimin, who has turned from a cute boy to a big devil in just one month, is very arrogant, and continues to hum his ditty without hearing it, so happy .

"Oh—" Jin Taiyu jumped up and hugged Park Jimin.

On the other hand, the latter's strength has risen rapidly since the fitness exercise, and he easily broke free from Jin Taiyu. He ate up the pitifully small portion of white boiled chicken breast and broccoli in his bowl, and went upstairs again to the dance practice room.

"Park Jimin! Turn down the volume!" This time, Min Yoongi, who had been drinking until dawn last night, was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep because of the dance music next door.

"Brother! If you continue to consume your body like this, you will die suddenly!"

Unbearable, Min Yoongi got up and walked to the door of the dance room with a sullen face.

"What did you say?"

"I told you to go to bed early and get up early to be healthy!" said the dancer who was actively practicing