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So so sorry I had to delete the imagine I made for Gally. So so sorry. I was writing it a few days ago, I had it all planned, then when I wanted to continue it, it's just. Blank. But I'm going to do another imagine. Hope you don't mind. 😊 Cheers

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Okay, you thought to yourself, today's your first day being a runner. Don't disappoint them. Don't let them down. Don't kill yourself. Just. Run.

The gigantic doors opened, making loud noises that sent shivers down your spine. Harsh dusty wind blew against your hair as the doors opened wider, and wider. The other runners started running in, one by one. You hesitated, in fear. Then you mentally slapped yourself and started running the routine Minho told you. By the end of the routine, you stopped to eat your lunch. You put down the notepad you held and reached to your backpack for your meal. You knelt down, leaning against the wall, as you ate your lunch.

Suddenly, when you were just about to run back, you heard a scary growl behind you. You stopped in shock, and turned around slowly. Your eyes widen as you saw a big dark thing which looked like a slug with mechanical arms streaking out of it. Shit. A griever. You took a deep breath as it growled again, and quickly turned and run. Just run! Like Minho said, just run! Don't look back! You remembered Minho's words as you ran. The griever followed you behind, leading up to you. You started to feel exhausted from all the running. Even though you always ran everyday, you felt this was the hardest run you've ever done.

You ran farther and farther from the griever, but it just kept getting closer and closer to you. You started to feel your thighs hurt, it felt numb. Your whole body was getting real numb from all the exhaustion. You kept panting and panting. You knew you couldn't just run back to glade because it'll get to all the other gladers. You kept running. The time was getting over, you start to run back to your routine back to the glade. But it was too far, and you felt the exhaustion torture you. Your thighs almost couldn't stand running again. Then suddenly,

Your legs stopped running.

It was so sudden, you fell to the ground. You banged your head against the concrete floor to hard, your vision started to blur. Your thoughts circling through your head. I can't make it! I can't! You thought. Get up! You blithering idiot just get up! Or you'll die! Your vision blurred even more, causing you to almost not see anything except blurred colors. You can hear the echo of the growl the griever was making. Then you heard someone call your name. You couldn't tell who it was, because your hearing started to fade, so did your vision. You fainted.

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"Y/N? Y/N wake up!" You heard through your ear as you snapped back into reality. Your vision came back and you saw a face. Minho. Your head was on top of his lap, he was sweating real hard. Then you saw some other gladers circle around you and Minho. He let out a sigh seeing you wake up.

"Oh, thank God she's okay." He sighed as he looked up at the starry sky.

You groaned as you got up. "What happened?" You rubbed your eyes, adjusting it to clear your vision.

"You fainted after being chased by a griever. I took you back just in time right before the doors closed. Thank God you're alright." He panted in tiredness and you got up. He stared at you in tired eyes, as you gave him a hand and got him up.

"Thanks Minho." You whispered, he pulled you close by the waist, and replied, "Anytime shuck face." You both leaned in to connect your lips. All the other boys started to make disgusted faces as they walked away. You were so lucky to have Minho. If it wasn't for him, you would've died painfully.

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Sorry this is short. It's currently about a half hour to 2 am and my mom kept telling me to go to sleep. This is request by casey-kingston07 btw, hope you enjoyed it.

-Lucianne_