A few hours later, Jongin and Chanyeol emerge from the dance room covered in sweat.

"Damn Jongin, you still haven't lost your touch," Chanyeol pants, "When was the last time you danced, four months ago, before they escaped?"

"Almost a year and a half ago," Jongin mumbles. Chanyeol glances at him, eyes wide.

"Really? But you love dancing!" Chanyeol comments.

"I've had other things to do," Jongin replies, "It's been a long year."

"You're not wrong," Chanyeol sighs.

Baekhyun comes running down the hall, excitement written on his face.

"Chanyeol, Jongin," He cries, "Come on!"

He grabs both of their wrists and drags them behind him to Kyungsoo's old room. The door was swung open and they can hear voices inside. One of them is so familiar...

Jongin rips his arm out of Baekhyun's hand and bursts into the room. He shoves the people surrounding the bed aside and attacks the person sitting up on the bed in a hug.

"Kyungsoo!" Jongin cries, tears of joy slipping out of his eyes.

The older boy pushes him away.

"Who are you?" Kyungsoo asks, a blank look in his eyes. Jongin glances at Suho and Yixing. Both are clearly shocked.

"Please tell me you're just kidding," Jongin pleads desperately, "That you're playing a cruel joke."

"Sorry kid, but I don't know who you are," Kyungsoo answers.

Jongin gets off the bed trembling. He notices the all the other boys staring at him. Some looked angry, others wore sympathetic looks. He ignores their calls as he runs back to his room.

His tears have stopped. After crying so much over the last four months, he must've finally run out. Inside he feels so empty and alone. Even more alone than when Kyungsoo was dead.

The time controller had rewinded Kyungsoo back too far. They all knew he wasn't yet powerful enough to force him forward. He never would be either.

He doesn't remember me.

That thought compels Jongin to walk to his washroom.

You betrayed them for nothing.

He thinks back. How he had apologized to Kris, Luhan, and even Zitao. How Luhan had reached down to help him up, but Jongin knocked him out while he was unsuspecting, then quickly did the same to the other two.

He pulls the knife out of the drawer and holds it to his throat.

Don't do this. You still have all the others, and even if Kyungsoo doesn't remember you, you can make new memories.

It won't be the same. I'll always live with guilt. I can't handle it anymore.

He slides the knife across his throat and drops to the floor.

"JONGIN!"

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Suho storms down to the basement and enters the room the three boys were locked in angrily. All of them were sleeping. He goes over to the youngest boy and punches him in the stomach. The tall boy wakes up with a gasp, which arouses the other two.

"YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" Suho shouts, before hitting the boy again. The boy whimpers a bit and tries to squirm away in vain, "YOU WENT TO FAR BACK!"

Suho can't feel anything but rage as he uses his power to control the water in the boy's body. He lifts the boy's body temperature so his boiling from the inside out, then lowers it dramatically so his blood freezes. He is about to do more, but a hand on his shoulder makes him stop.

"Suho, he's already dead," Yixing whispers, then walks over to Zitao's limp body and unchaining it. The now dead boy has blood all over his face.

"You killed him?" a trembling voice asks.

Suho turns to see the boy on the right wall trembling. The boy on the left wall is furiously trying to escape his binding to attack Suho. Suho smirks at them, and opens his mouth.

"SUHO, YIXING!" Chanyeol screams, running down the stairs, tripping on the last one and falling on his face. He gets up quickly and runs over to Yixing.

"What is it Chanyeol?" Suho snaps.

Chanyeol struggles to catch his breath, "Jongin... Hurt... Himself... Too... Much... Blood..."

Yixing shoves the body into Chanyeol's arms and dashes up the stairs.

"Get rid of the body," Suho orders, before following in suit.

Suho runs to Jongin's rooms and freezes when he sees a bloody Jongin on the floor, his head in Yixing's lap. One of Yixing's hands were on the youngers throat, the other was stroking his hair gently. Xiumin, Chen, and Sehun were watching from Jongin's bed.

"Is he..." Suho can't finish the sentence.

"No, close, but no," Yixing answers without looking up. As if to testify what Yixing had said, Jongin lets out a small groan. A collective sigh of relief fills the room.

"Why would he suddenly do something this stupid?" Suho asks, shaking his head.

"This wasn't a spur of the moment thing Suho," Yixing answers quietly, "He's been depressed for a while. I suppose Kyungsoo not remembering him must've triggered it."

"How would you know whether he's been depressed or not?" Suho asks.

Yixing reaches down and points to the marks on Jongin's arm Suho hadn't noticed. Some of the marks were scars, but many of them were fresh wounds.

"He's been destroying his body for a while Suho," Yixing whispers, "And I didn't even know."

"None of us knew Yixing," Chen tries to comfort. This is the first time Suho had ever seen the boy this serious.

"I should've," Yixing answers, his voice cracking.

A silver tear escapes his eye and drips onto Jongin's forehead. Chen immediately gets on the ground and wraps his arms around the healer. Yixing shudders a bit, then looks up.

"We need to move his stuff to my room, he can't stay alone anymore."

"Okay," Sehun whispers, and gets up to do the task.

The others, excluding Chen, follow his lead. Chanyeol enters the room and dusts the ash off himself before also helping. Yixing gets up and takes Jongin to his room, no more tears escaping his eyes.

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A few hours later, a unfamiliar boy enters Autumn's cage. She tilts her head, the coloring around him was a deep blue. The orange indicates he has a power, but it is very faint, barely able to be seen. He had a smirk on his face to display his confidence, but she knew better.

"Why are you sad?" she asks without thinking. He freezes, the smirk wiped off his face. She can see him begin to tremble.

"How did you know?"

"Your aura is a saddening blue."

He bites his bottom lip and breaks down, falling to the ground and curling up. At first, she doesn't know what to do. But for some reason, she slowly inches over to him and places a hand on his shoulder.

He looks up at her with confusion, but doesn't say anything. Taking that as a sign he doesn't mind, she wraps her arms around him. His cries increase and he leans in her.

Just this once, I'll comfort my enemy.

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If only you knew what has gone down today, then you wouldn't be comforting me.

Chen finds himself relaxing against her and ends up falling asleep in her arms.

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Authors note
Oh my gosh. I'm the one writing and the feels I swear are going to kill meeeeee....
Who to feel more depressed over, Jongin or Zitao or the fact that Jongin didn't choose Kris and Luhan or how sad Yixing was or or or....
I'm done now 😷😱😭😭😭😖
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