End Questions!

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Favorite Act?

Most unexpected thing or moment?

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Wow. We're really at the end.

This fic fouugght me in the outlining process. I like knowing where we're going when I write and usually make sure to have a detailed outline from start to finish from the get-go, but this time having three separate acts to do it felt like making three separate outlines which made it a battle to outline each correctly. But I'm really really happy with the end result! This story was super experimental in structure - but I think that's the charm of it!

I've wanted to write a fic like this for forever. What if someone has amnesia about a life that they could never imagine? What if their forgotten life was a criminal one? What if they were part of a cult? How would they find that out - how would the world around them affect them? If you've been reading my more recent fics, this story was definitely before my "put back into pocket" era so I was trying to do a lot at once. But maybe that's this story's appeal? Fanfic is such a wonderful tool to just experiment and explore any theme. 

I know that it makes no sense, but this story came about me finding my footing at college a year and a half ago. I fell into the wrong friend group and had two months fly by where I missed out on so much. Those people weren't real friends to me, they weren't good people, but I held onto their toxic friendship because the other option terrified me more: start over.

Jimin's situation is worlds away from mine, but he was faced with a similar choice of having faith in the unknown, faith that Jungkook was good even with no memory of it, or comfortability in the familiar. He only realized he'd made the wrong choice after he ran back to Taehyung and Sada - when he backed away from starting over. 

This doesn't deserve to be said at the end of such a batshit fic, but there will be times in your life where you make the wrong choice. And that's okay. It might take months away from you, but no situation is one that you can't get out of. When comfortability and familiarity produce environments that hurt you, can starting over and entering the unknown really hurt worse? Sometimes we don't even realize how bad things are till we're out of them. So be brave and leap forward instead of leaning back. 

I left college for a couple days before coming back to start fresh after telling those friends I was moving on from them completely. The bus was packed but quiet and I got to watch a golden sun set over rolling fields. There were no clouds, just endless blue and bleeding gold. It was nice. I wasn't afraid of starting over anymore, just calm and ready in a way that had been terrifying a week back.

So, no matter the situation, if a wrong choice was made, give yourself a week to pick yourself back up and then start again. Even if days or months were lost, it's never too late to choose yourself and heal.

Again, a batshit fic to be saying that on but still.

Hope you guys had fun <3

- Violette