The night before &TEAM's scheduled flight was meant to be smooth. Meant to be. Instead, it was an absolute disaster. Clothes were everywhere, chargers mysteriously disappeared, and a couple of members were on the verge of a breakdown.

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"...So if I wear five layers of clothes on the plane, do you think they'll let it slide?"
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10:02 PM – The Initial Panic

"Where's my charger?" Nicholas asked, digging through his duffel bag like a madman.

"I swear I put it right here," Jo muttered as he dumped a pile of neatly folded clothes onto the floor.

"Did someone see my hoodie?" Yuma called out, his eyes darting around the chaotic room.

"Which one?" K asked, calmly placing his folded clothes into his suitcase.

"The black one—"

"Dude, half your closet is black hoodies," Taki pointed out.

"Fair, but I meant my favorite black hoodie," Yuma huffed, crossing his arms.

Meanwhile, Fuma was sitting on his suitcase, struggling to zip it shut. "Who packed bricks in here?"

"No one told you to bring ten pairs of shoes," EJ said, unimpressed.

"They all serve a purpose!"

"Yeah, and now we have an hour left—stop panicking!" Harua said, despite clearly panicking himself as he checked his list for the tenth time.

10:15 PM – The Passport Crisis

"Okay, who took my passport?" Nicholas suddenly shouted, frantically shuffling through his things.

"You lost your passport?!" EJ's head snapped up.

"No, it was right here, and now it's gone!"

Harua, looking up from his own bag, went pale. "...Wait. Where's my passport?"

"What do you mean where's your passport?!" Jo yelled, already stressed.

Cue an immediate emergency passport hunt. Clothes were thrown, suitcases overturned, and at some point, Maki found a single sock inside his laptop case.

Five minutes later, Nicholas found his passport—under his pillow.

Harua's? Turns out he had accidentally packed it in Taki's suitcase. How? No one knew.

"Dude." Taki shook his head. "You almost gave everyone a heart attack."

Harua groaned, collapsing onto his bed. "I don't wanna talk about it."

10:30 PM – The Great Luggage Betrayal

Jo zipped up his suitcase, exhaling in relief. "Alright, I'm done—"

"Wait," Fuma frowned at the scale in his hand. "Did everyone check their weight limit?"

Silence.

Then, chaos.

"My suitcase is 4kg over," Nicholas groaned.

"Mine's fine," K said smugly.

"Mine is 3kg over," Harua admitted.

Maki, who had somehow packed perfectly, sighed. "You guys are disasters."

And then came the real problem—figuring out where to shove the excess weight.

Nicholas, in a moment of desperation, shoved his extra sweaters into EJ's suitcase.

"What the—NO. Absolutely not!" EJ yanked his suitcase away.

"Come on, please—"

"Pack smarter!"

Meanwhile, Yuma subtly dropped two of his heavy jackets into Fuma's suitcase while the older wasn't looking.

Jo caught him. "Did you just—?"

Yuma grinned. "Shh."

Taki, on the other hand, was staring at his already full suitcase in defeat. "...So if I wear five layers of clothes on the plane, do you think they'll let it slide?"

"Absolutely not," Fuma sighed, already regretting offering to be responsible for this group.

10:45 PM – The Hoodie Thief (Revealed)

Just as Yuma was about to give up on finding his hoodie, he turned—and there was Taki, wearing it.

"Taki."

"...Yeah?"

"Are you serious?"

"Oh, this is yours?" Taki blinked innocently, tugging at the sleeves. "I thought it was mine."

Yuma sighed, rubbing his temples. "You stole it off my bed."

"Oops."

"TAKI."

With 15 minutes left, everyone was also frantically shoving things into their suitcases.

K, already packed two hours ago, sipped his tea and watched the chaos unfold.

EJ and Nicholas bickered over how many hair products were "necessary" for a five-day trip.

Fuma had finally zipped his suitcase, only to realize he forgot half his essentials.

Harua was triple-checking his passport.

Jo, exasperated, tossed Harua's sweaters back at him.

Maki, somehow already packed, took photos of everyone's suffering.

And Taki? Still wearing Yuma's hoodie, still pretending he didn't steal it.

10:55 PM – The Last-Minute Scramble

"We have FIVE MINUTES LEFT," K announced, setting a timer on his phone.

Cue the last wave of panic.

EJ and Nicholas were still arguing over sweater space.

Harua, for some reason, had misplaced his boarding pass. (It was in his pocket.)

Fuma was rechecking everyone's essentials while mumbling something about never traveling with them again.

Taki, still wearing Yuma's hoodie, was stuffing snacks into his bag like his life depended on it.

Jo, realizing he had no snacks, started stealing some.

Maki, done with all of them, was already in bed, watching the madness unfold.

11:00 PM – Time's Up

"Alright, time's up," K clapped his hands. "Whatever you forgot, it's too late."

Collective groans filled the room.

Were they packed? Technically.

Were they ready? ...Debatable.

Would they survive the flight? Only time would tell.