BLACKPINK X TWICE X RED VELVET
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Now in 2019. A year after Nayeon's death, two years after Chaeyoung's death, and three years after Mina's death. Dahyun is still working on her K-Pop career, some of her hit songs reaching #1 on the Billboard charts. Even though he knew that he would get the disease sooner or later, that was why he had to prepare his CEO just in case the worst happened to him. Yes, scientists still do not have an explanation of how the girls are the only ones who suffer from this disease. All they know is that it came from Mina, then to Chaeyoung, then to Nayeon. Returning to what is happening now, Dahyun held her first concert in Melbourne. Yes, the first responders were at the concert just in case something happened to Dahyun.

So, the concert has now begun. And Dahyun started performing in a crowd of over 900,000 people. At the end of his performance, he suddenly fainted, making the first responders quickly take the stage and take Dahyun quickly to the hospital. But, he hoped that it would happen. And, he didn't survive. "We hate to break the news today" the news reporter began. "Yesterday night, we lost a young K-Pop star named Dahyun Kim, who goes by the stage name, Dahyun. She is described as a young woman who came out, who had many dreams of becoming a successful singer one day and even played guitar to add to that. Words cannot express the sadness we all feel about this tragic loss. " "Nayeon! Chaeyoung! My mother!" Dahyun shouted, hugging her friends at school. Mina smiled, "How's everything going so far?" Chaeyoung groaned, "Mina, you saw all of us yesterday!" "Ack! Sorry, I don't think I'm good at remembering things. I'm sorry." Nayeon shook her head and patted Mina on the head, "Ah, no need. We all forget sometimes. By the way, what subject do you have today?" Dahyun looked down at her schedule, and whined. "NO ~ I DON'T WANT P.E!" He said and stomped his feet. Chaeyoung shook her head, "You're acting like a baby again, Dahyun. Shining ~" The school bell rang, signaling that it was time for students to go to their respective classes. "Hey, remember, we're all one team! Nothing will separate us and I mean nothing! We will always be NaDaChaeMin, and NaDaChaeMim forever!" Mina said and put her hands down, with the other girls putting their hands down as well.

You know, maybe it's destiny. Maybe this is what happened to the four of us. That day, we swore to you that we wouldn't leave each other's side. Well, as we all know, that promise doesn't last long. I wish every day, since Mina died, that no one else should be killed, or die from that disease. Unfortunately, it seems my prayers were not answered. When Chaeyoung died, my world was destroyed. He was absolutely everything to me. When I need help when Mina or Nayeon is not capable, she is always the one to help me. But the thing is, I can't help him at all. I feel guilty about it. He always helped me, I never helped him back. What kind of friend am I, right? And that's it, only me and Nayeon are left, and I know we have to keep in touch with each other because I'm not too close to the other Twice members. So, we both hang out every day of the month. Sometimes the schedule gets in the way, but it doesn't matter. At least I know that Nayeon is still with me. I can't stand losing another friend, or my life, because I know how much it will impact Nayeon. Honestly, I think I'll be next. I never expected to be the last person to get the disease. But as you already know, Nayeon died. It made me the last. But I didn't survive either. But I knew, this illness would affect my entire career, so I made sure that the CEO knew about this, and wouldn't give me a grueling choreography. But it doesn't seem so. I just had an opening and boom performance, I was dead. The illness woke me up. This is all a predetermined destiny, I said. Although, it was never planned like this, nor should it be like this. So, what's the real promise? The real promise is, when one of us dies, the other follows the next year, etc. Sounds like a bad plan, right? I wish I could agree with you. But, if one of us is not going to die, we have to remember that group. And never join another. It hurts, believe me. Now, what am I gonna do next? To go back to the friend I missed.