There were seven on the stage, and yet his maniacal gaze was only fixated on that one dancing figure.

He's the perfect one.

Aimed, hands steady, ready to pull the trigger.

It was now or never.

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Suddenly, that graceful figure jerked, breaking the fluency of the dance, and there was a hush.

And then he fell, as gracefully as a butterfly with a broken wing, as gracefully as Lucifer had fallen from Virtue.

His body hit the stage with a dull thud.

The stage lights reflected off his metallic blood in its own grotesque way. Though soft the fall, the people who heard started screaming frantically, and from afar you could see their mouths opening and closing, not believing what was happening, and you could see the glistening teardrops that tumbled down their red cheeks.

For a moment, silence fell throughout the packed arena, as members and fans alike stood frozen, unable to fully comprehend what had just happened.

And pandemonium broke out, and throughout the arena, you could hear the keeling, the wailing, and the screaming.

"JIMIN"

"JIMINIE"

"CHIM CHIM"

"PARK JIMIN"

Faintly you could still hear the music they had been dancing to still playing, but each member had fallen to their knees, and you could see their bodies violently shaking and trembling and wobbling. His dilated, unseeing eyes stared blankly into space, even as they screamed for him to return, even as the police arrived at the scene.

And then he was taken away, leaving behind a sobbing mess of a boyband.