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정열(Jeongyeol), 빙(Bing)

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~Recap~

"Ethereal is Y/N and Y/N is Ethereal."
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Third person's POV
A deafening silence followed Angel's words. The information that she had so casually spilled out was nothing less than groundbreaking.
Everyone simultaneously went frozen stiff. They all held an indifferent blank look for a moment before it concocted into a varying number of expressions. It would have been quite a hilarious sight of it weren't for the circumstances.

Everyone in SSFIRE's face continued to hold a calm, unperturbed look, in fact even more so than normal.
With the exception of Y/N on the other hand who had a look of horror incised on her face. But with her face still covered by her black mask, one could only see her trembling dread-filled eyes.
Also, another exception would be 용수 who was just giving off a distinctive bodhisattva face, staring deeply at Y/N.

As for BTS,
Jimin looked as though he was about to die. He wasn't in any shock as he already knew, but for such a piece of earth-shattering news to be disclosed at such circumstances, was definitely not ideal, to say the least. He was scared. Scared for himself and more importantly scared for Y/N.

Namjoon looked stupefied. He was just plainly stunned. He didn't see that coming, the girl whom he had thought was innocent was most certainly not. She most definitely was not weak either.
But, could Angel's words be trusted? He needed to see it for himself.

Jin was having an internal mental breakdown. He had shared with Ethereal his deepest and darkest thoughts. And now to know that it was to Y/N.
Who would've thought?
He didn't want Y/N to ever see him like that, but she already did. How could he imagine that Ethereal was really Y/N in disguise? There's no way.
But why didn't she tell him? Was he not trusted?

Hoseok was experiencing a mini heart attack. Who the heck was he with when they bought ice cream together?
The cute Y/N who spoke French was the same person as this skillful and mysterious being we call Ethereal? Impossible.
He felt kind of hurt for being kept in the dark. What is this?

Taehyung was freaking out. Where's that damn mosquito now? Couldn't it have warned him beforehand? The girl whom he loved was right here with him all this while. He couldn't believe it. But it all made sense to him. Why Y/N and Ethereal seemed so similar...
Then...he had- oh my god.

Jungkook was having a full-on meltdown. His mind couldn't seem to comprehend it. He lost to Y/N...
In a fistfight.... How did that happen?
Ethereal and Y/N are the same person... Same per-
Nope. Just nope.

Yoongi too was having a particularly hard time breathing, accepting. He was confused, extremely puzzled. But after moving past the initial bewilderment, in came the anger. Boy was he angry. All you could feel was rage. And yet buried behind his deep roaring fury, tucked away, there was a hint of relief and joy that his N/N was alright. But right now all he saw was red. She betrayed him. And he was not afraid to make his feelings known.

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While many were in a heated debate with themselves, Angel stood silently at the corner of the room. She had already managed to untie and free herself from the ropes, using her scheming momentary diversion or one could say letting the birds out of the cage, to fully escape.
Angel pulled off an absolutely beaming smile as she looked on at her work in great pride and satisfaction. It was prepossessing. She caused this, her words caused this magnificent scene.
The distraught look in their gleaming eyes was perfect. Simply artistic.

Jungkook's POV
Hearing Angel's words, my heart stopped. I didn't know how to react to it. How could I have known?
Were we just being played all this while?
Y/N never needed our protection. She wasn't who she said she was. And we would have never known!
We have had to find out her real identity through such preposterous circumstances. Ridiculous!
She couldn't even tell us herself! She had to be exposed!
We never knew her...
Everything was just a very convincing façade. The Y/N we knew was just a masquerade. She played us like a fiddle. We were fooled.
And she had us all, wrapped around her pinky finger. Outrageous!
Was she laughing inside now? At our stupidity and at our naivety?!
Not only that, but I also lost to her!
In a god damn hand to hand combat! I was pummeled to the ground!
What is this world?
I don't know whether I should laugh or cry...
I can't take this. I seriously can't...
Should I be glad that Y/N is safe or praise her that she's one heck of a good actress? Someone tell me...
My brain can't take this anymore, my heart is beating so fast that I can hear it ringing in my ears...

This is when by as my vision started to spot. It blurred and eventually, down went the Jungkook, as I fainted.

정열's POV
And we're dead.
I mean Y/N's dead.
BTS all looks like they're all about to lose consciousness.
Oh shit, wait.
Jungkook...why is his body rocking like that...HOLY FUXK!

I ran forwards managing to catch Jungkook in my arms before he fell face flat onto the ground.

The rest of the BTS members didn't even notice their fallen member. Being as they were all too distracted. Having their own internal battle as they constantly glance up from the ground to Y/N and then to Ang-

Hold on.
Where's Angel?!
Oh my God.

Scanning around the room, I spotted Angel already free of any restrains and just casually leaning by the door.
"Hahahahha. That's what you get when you lie darling. Let that be a lesson for you my dear child. I'll see you later babes! Bye!"

And she just exited the damn door with absolutely no hindrance. I stared blankly at the door for a moment. Before I yelling at the top of my lungs "ANGEL JUST WALTZ OUT OF THE DAMN FREAKING DOOR YOU FUXKING DORKS. IT'S NOT THE TIME TO HAVE A PANIC EXISTENTIAL CRISIS!"

And of course, no one heard me but my fellow SSFIRE members.빙 was about to make a run for it but Y/N held her hand out towards him, giving him a firm shake of her head before immediately dashing towards the door, sprinting out to pursue after Angel.
The door slammed shut with a loud bang. And only then did they seem to regain some form of composure.

"Oh gosh, Jungkook are you okay?", Jin asked worriedly as he kneeled beside me, being the first one to notice the man down.

Wait a second-
I looked at the door that Y/N had just exited from, in great agony.
Did Y/N just run away and left us here to clean up after her?
I ran my free hand through my hair as I groaned softly.
Yes. Yes, of course, she did.

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Third Person POV
~Extras~

－̴̨̧̡̨̡̢̛͓̮̰̱̩͔͚̰̱̺̲̼̻̩͎̫̠̠͓̤̬͙͎͇̮̹̣͍̻̳̳̱̳͓̳͉͉̣̼̩̺͚͔͔̹͉͕̭̦̹̖̠̊̿͊͊̀͆͐͋̉͋̅́̍̾̈́̍̍͛̓͋͆̃̅̊͐͆̍̋̓͑́͊̎͌̆̓̈́̓̌͋̅́͛̓̑̋̀̈̓͘̚͜͜͜͝͠͝͠͝ͅＳ̷̨̢̡̨̡̡̢̝͇͖͙̫͍̗̻͉̱͉͉͚͚͚͓͈͙̣̹̠̥̯̜̗̬̩̼̲͚͍͚̪͍͎͖̼̙͎̯̞̰͕͕͔̼̙̤̖̯̦͆̊̒̆́̾̈́́́̅͊̉́̏̂̓͂̈́̉͒́̔̿̅̓̌͛̎̽͑́͑̚̚̕̕͜͜͜͠͝ͅＹ̵̧̡̡̧̢̢̨̡̦̫͇͕̻̦̖̳̥̝̹̞̯̣̥̗̝̞͖̞̠͎̬̩͖̣͔̰͚̝͚̹̱̗͖̙̬̫͙̼͎̲̠͌̇͂̓̃̃̉̆͂̃ͅͅͅＳ̸̞̥̲̹̱̩̭͚̬͍̰̹͔̞͚̓̍͛͒̑͗̈́̾̑̐̓̔̔̐͛̓̋̊̐́́̐̅̌̿̓͋̊̈̍͂́͂͗̂̾̓̈́̔͐͛̇͌̃̈́̚͝͠͝͝͠͝Ｔ̸̲̫͙̜͉̲̙̖̗̗̙͙͔̘̮̬̘̖̂̑̽̈́́̈̐̿͑̈́͑̃͆̃̌͆͂̋̿̾̋͋̔̌̊͛̏̂̐̏͋̓̋̈̆̚͝͝Ｅ̸̡̨̡̡̡̧̢̡̯̟̘͉̯̳̲̞͙̦͖̫͉̙̪͓͕̭̻̝̦̥͚̠̮̳͎̻̱̰̮͙̪̦̤̺̯͉̮̝͍̥̮̱̯͔̼͛̍͆ͅＭ̸̡̢̢̛͎͚̝̬̞̖̯̯̠̳̤̦̦͌̓̏̅̒̅́̍́͑͆̽̈́̒̃̅͛̽̈̋̔͂̉͂́̇̍̌́̇̒̋̅̌̊͋̐̾̽̈́̀̉̓͑̕̚͘͝͠͝͝ ̵̢̢̧̧̢̖̺̙̫͖͇̯̠̖̩͙̭̤̳̬̗̰̤̪̪͖͇̺̥̪̞͙̯͎͍̫̜͖̗̼̞̗͍̩̙̱̠̖͈͎̼̠̩͎̜̘̹̈́̚͜͜Ｅ̵̢̨̢̡̨̢̗̝̗̻̟̻͍͙͚̰͚̹̦̣̣͖͎͔͔͉͙̠̖̦͙͇͍̲̤͙̹̭̥̰̩̺͖̲̺͉͕͍͈̦̝̟̠̥̙̯̣̪̳̣̥̰̣͍̥͓̩̩͊̔̏̅͂̍̈́̒͐́͒̉͒́̾͗̓͝͝ͅͅＲ̴̡̡̨̢̧̡̨̢̨̯͎̘̪̥͉̘̰͖͎̱̗͍̤̲͎̣͕̳̳͈͚̬̲̯̟̱͓̘̼̞̠̗͎̥̫̼͈͇̘̻̲̣̗̩̪͇͖̞̗̌̉͗̏̊̈́̃̈́̐́͠ͅＲ̶̨̧̧̧̛͎̯͈̞̲̹͎̥̦͕̠͚̫̪̣̤̲̲̭̪͕͇̔́̉̌̉̒̔̈́̋̿̅̿́̃̽̈́̋͗̈͗̈́̈̈́͗̒́͗̏̓̾̋͊͆͆͑́̆̃̓̊̿̊͂̍̔̽͊̍̈̈́̅̋̓͆̀̏̋̄̀̔̓̋̽̃͊̕̕̚̚͘̕͜͝͝͝Ｏ̸̧̙͖͎̲̬̩͈̣͈̮̗̩̙̜̝̹̪͎̲̟͔̮͎̻̼̹̮̖͉̜͔̻̞͈̗̥̱̱͓̻̞͇̰̥̓͌̄̆̈́̎̂̆̋̐̓̎͠ͅͅＲ̶̢̢̢̛͙̻̻͍̘̼̝͚̹̦̮̺̘̞͍̩̳̠̦̘̖̺̰̺͕̠̲͈̮̲̥͍̲͊̌͗͐͗̔̓̀̋̂͗̏̈́̑͒͋́͊͐̃̽̃͋̍͊̌̚̕̕͝͠͠͠͠͠－̵̡̡̧̢̧̡̛̣̬̩͈͈͍̱̗̣̩͎͓͇̥̮͔̙̖̼̪̟̝̣̖͙̯̲̺̥͖̲̫̩͖͍͉̞̭̭͕͍̞̮̲̣͈̩̫͎͕̫̫̖͋̏̅̉́͌̎̐͌͊̎̊̈́̂̇͒́̐̓̋̿̀͑̌̉͂̽̓̃͆̿̿̈͌̇̎̈́̊̈́̇͊̍̅͒̉͑̏͆̈́̂̔̐̈́̎̀̀͘̚͘̕̚͜͝͝͠͝ͅ
̸̨̢̡̮̺̘͕̜̟̳͍̠͓͕̩̹̠͇̣̞̥̘̤͔̰̟̪̮̥̯͉͛̓̀͘͜ͅ－̸̢̢̛̟͔͈͖͕͖̭̜̰͕͙̮̜̳̺̜̭̳̹͎̪͕̀̈́̀̓̌͆̏͋́́̈́̾̈́̚̕͝͠͝͠Ｓ̴̢̟̭̦̬̌̆̀͑̓̈́̆͒̈̓̊̈́̀́͗͂͊͆̐́̄̉͐̐̊̚͘̕̕͘͘͝Ｙ̴̛̛̩͙̠̠̜͙̏͐̔́̾́̀̄͂̈́͋̔̈́͆̓̍̎̆̈́̋͆̓̂̑̇̇̊̑̋̐̿̎̐̕̚̚͝͝Ｓ̴̢̨̢̧̨̨̡̢̧̢̱͔̬̦̟̘̯̭̜̙̘̘̭͇̤͕̝̭͍͈͈̫̖̠̜͚͖̩̗͉̘̼̥̝͓̖̯͙̗̼̳̜̘͖͉̹̘͉̫̺̳̋͒̒̒͛̓̀́̓̀̈́͂̈́̋̒̕͜͜͜͠ͅͅͅͅͅＴ̶̨̘̞̙̣͚̜͉̍͗̓͑͊̏̒̃̏ͅＥ̴̨̨̧̡̡̭̮͈̰͎̝̳̳͔̩̥͈̹̹̦̬̫͉̱̩̹̬͉̜͙̼̪̠̹̘͔̗͕̙̞͖̰̓̅̈́̀̄̈̆̈́̈́̋̂̾͌̍̓̔̄̄̒͂̿̽͋̓̿̏̂͌͑̒́͗̔̈͂̎͌̒̐̏̇͑̊̍̇̅̿̏͋̈̄̀̄͒͐̕̕͘͜͜͝͠͠͝͝Ｍ̶̧̨̢͚̼̥͕̭͙̼̦̹͈̖̱̪̮͍͖̖̣̭̦͕͎̘̭̮̲͍̘̬̦̘̱̗͍̗̞̬͕͈̰̻͉͔͍̰͔̼͎̮̜̬̘̘̹̲̲̱͈͈͓̤̪̬͚̞͗̒̿͊͂̀͌͐͊̀̈̇̀̎̚͝ͅ ̵̧̧̨̨̧̨̡̡̧̛̛̛̜͈̰̠̖̜̗̮̖̗̲̟͓͚̯̹͚̬̞͓͈͖͙̜̗͉̟̖͉̰̗̯̟̯̘̥̣̬͇̯̼̖͎͖̖͙̭͍̠̻̹͚͖͍͓̀͑͐̿̉̂͋̅́̿͋̇͋̽̅̋͋̽͊̀̓̂̒͗̾̂̊̒͐̀̃̓̋̃̉͂̊̔̅̍̊͋̆̐̃̈́̆̒̅́̎̃̐̿̎̅́̋̕͘̕̚͘̚̚͜͜͝͠͠ͅͅＥ̵̢̢̛̱͕̮͙̘̝͖̜̙̟͇͉̮̻̖͔̼̞͕͎͍͈͖̙͕̘͂̎̌̆̋̌̍͊̍̏͂̀̾̇͒̑̄͋͌̄͌̀̔̇͌̂̒͋̀̊̃̂̈́̏́͐̆͛̉̓̔͆̒͑͐̋͂̎̇̃̈͊̌͊̃̓̀̾̃̔̐̓̍̕͘̚͜͠͝ͅＲ̶̡̡̧̡̛̛̛̘͇̘̞̲̹̗͎̳̤̥̤̞̗̻̫͎͕̠̠̣̺̻̙̖̘̯̜̤͖̫̤̦̬͎̖͎̙̲̩̹̖̝̭̙̜̮̜̦̗̖̤̦͉͙̞̪̳̮̥͖̤̗̫̬̼͔̫̒̋̓͊̑̊̈́͐̈́͋͆͒̔͂͂̇̔̈́̀̍̌̃͗̓̋̎̌̄̄͌͒̓̎̈́̎̎̿͋̈́̚̚͝͠ͅͅͅＲ̷̧̧̛̛̛̝̭̲̱̮̥̖̙̘͇̰̫̭̖͉̗͙̝̥̱̫̣̬̫͍͙̥̰̼̰̰͕̭̘͖͉͚̫̳̼̗͕̟̟̬̰̤̀̌̀̃̑͒̎̽͗͒̓̀̍̿̇͊̏̄̾͗̓̃̂̊́̑͐̒͗̏̍̄̈́͛̒̀̈̉̓͛͐̋̋̅͂̀̀̿̿̍̉̚̕͘͘̚͜͜͜͠͝͝͠͝ͅＯ̸̡̨̡̢̧̧̜̜̳̤̝͙͖̱̱̭̺͍̗͕̖͖̳̼̥̣̬͍͇̹̪̖͈̜͖͎̥̠̯̹̽̂̔́̍̓̾̉̈́̉͆͒̐́̇͂̓̒̑̆̐̋̈́́͛̓͐̌͂͑̅͐͆̽́̽̆̓̈̈̌͋̚̚̕̕͘̚͜͜͝͠ͅＲ̷̨̢̨̧̧͖̺̻͍̱̻̰̬̪̣̤̥̜̼̤̝̻̺̰̼̰̖̲͙̳̤̳̺͎͎̙͍͉̠̯̦̫͉͎͖̺̼̭̫̟͖̬̘͎̳̬̬̹̀̈́̈́̔̿͐̅͜͜͜͝ͅ－̵̧̢̡̡̧̹̥̲͙̗͔̝̝̝̰̘̳͓̜̰̮̳̠̰̳̼̝͕̪̳̟͈͍̞̠̮͇̬̱͔͔̣̣̞̼̺̫̱̠̣͉͓̈́͌̅́͌͋̈́͒̇͜͜͠
̵̨̨̥̲͓͓̻̩̞̪̖̘̹̘̦̝̲̱̦̞͍͚̹̦͖̙͈̖͛͌̂̽̐̃̇̏̽̄͆̈́̒̅̍̉̏͒̄̃̑͂̋͛̈́͊͆̚͘̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅ－̵̢̢̢̢̨̡̲͎̱͎͇̭̼̯̰̞̙̹̰͉̝̮͈̲̘͔̮̥͉͎͇̭̘͖͚̻̖͈̩̟̞͎͍̦̜̭̻̥̥̦̦͎̖̩̻͍͔͈̬̩͆͗̾͒͌̍͂̄̊͘ͅＳ̷̛̛̛̬̞͒͊̓̈̑̈́̿͑͛̇̉̆̈́̇̇̔̾̆́̓̈́͆͊̾͆̿͆̒̔͑͂̌̈́͂̌̍̔́͊̀̃́̌̋̂͑̉̎̊̿̊̓̅́̄̈̊̒̂͊̈͘̕͘̚̕̚̕̕͝͝ͅＹ̷̛̛̠̣͇̦̦͐̋͂̀̅̾͋̑͑̊̿̈̽͒̄̽̽̀̒̊̽̓͊̊̿̑̿̄̓́̈̔̆̓̈́͌̈́͑́̍̍̍̾́͋͗̄̑͆̉͘͘̚̚͝͝͠Ｓ̵̧̨̦̥̙̺̜͈͍̺͎͕̝̖͕̰͉͚̻͖̜̲̦̓̃̈̉̀̀̐͒̀̾͋̂̓̇͌̊͛̿͛̉̎̊̊̂̈́̏́̏͒͋̃͆̆̿̈́̿̾̃̐̌̐̂̓͛͊̍͘͘͘̕͝͝͠Ｔ̸̧̢̧̡̧̧̧̨̢̧̨̛͇̬͕̗̺͍͈͈͍̺̝͉͍͍̹̤̼̳̻̖̤̤̭̟̺̦̻̗̞̰͈̥̫̝͔͔̤̞̫͚̹̗̝͖͎͉̝̞̼͈̺̈͗̀̿͌̊̂̐́͊̋̽͆͐̑̿̄͋̈́̋̄̃͆͛̐͒̊̑̌̉̐͂̌͛̉̆̊̌͆̆̚͘͜͝ͅＥ̵̛͍́̀̔̀̈̈̉̿͒͑̇̽̒́́̏̀̽́̓̃̇̀͋͒͌̀̄̀̆̊̑͋̓͋̕̚̕͝͝͝Ｍ̸̧̨̡̡̦͉̭̭̫̟̝̺̪̬̤͈̠̮͙̜͚͇̯͔͓̞̟̳̩̟͎̙̳̺̳͍̮̣̥̺̳̪̞̤͇̬̰͙̟̤̙͇͓̠̩͕̯͖̳̳̿͋̽͗̄̾̈́̀͗̄̈́̑͆͘͜͜͝ ̸̡̧̛̛̹̥͂̆̀̆̑̊̽͐̽̓͒̈́̉́̅̂̈́͗̽̌̈̔̚͘͘͠Ｅ̴̧̛̺̻̭͈̣̽̋̀̽̉̑̓͐̔̅̓̃̊̂̃̀̊̓̊̅̾͝͝Ｒ̵̢̢̡̡̨̡̛̟̦̪̻̹̪̜̯̳̪̥̫͓̻̜̙̗̝̲̬̺̺̰͎̜̥̙̯͈̖͍̬͇̞̣̥̲̠̥̖̲͇͎̱̱̼̗͔̳̱͍̺͈͇̣͇͕̖̎́͆̒͆̄̎̌͋͒̇͌͌̃͆͌̔͆͌͑̈̔͗͂̈́̊̓̀̊́̔̾̈́̓̓̀́̐͂̽̍̉̏͑̈́̎̓̾̀͛̀̕͝͝͝͝͝Ｒ̴̛̛̛͎̈́̿̏̑́͛͛̇̓̿̊̈́̃̎̂͑̋̌̽́͂̋̇̆̑͌̽̆̐͛̏͋̂̊͊̆̀̌̚̕͝͝͝͠Ｏ̸̨̢̛̝͎̦̥̼̭̜͓̱͍̗̰̒͆̔̓̑̉̎̾͌̅͗̂̇́͑̈́͐̿̒́̆̈́̈́̂̊̍̾̈́̓̐͛͊̇̎̓̒́̈́̓͑͘͘͠͝͝͝Ｒ̷̨̡̢͇͓̲͎̣͙̦̪͚̪̦͙͕͕͎̼̘̬̖̖̗̱̟̫͎̟͖͍͚̮̩͕̝̝̝̺͌̌̍̆̿̆͋͆͜－̶̜͓̳̜̟̩̰̓͛̃͋͛̄͋͛̒̐̐͒́̄̿̄͋͆͘͝͝͝

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

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Author's note:
I'm not ready to write the next chapter... Raging characters ain't easy to write. Especially when trying to express the amount of hurt and betrayal felt when finding out that one was being lied to the whole time. Especially by someone you trusted.

Anyways, my exams continue on next week...sigh please kill me- cough.
I mean, if you enjoyed this chapter please do vote! Feel free to make any comments. Stay safe and

Stay happy readers! ٩(●˙v˙●)۶