Mima._. 

In the midst of their fame, an eighth member will come?! 

I don't know how much more I can take. Everyone's so cold... they look at me like I'm a mistake.

*J-Hope's usually bright smile falters slightly, a shadow briefly crossing his eyes as he watches your shoulders slump. He doesn't say anything immediately, instead, he gently shifts on the worn practice room floor, pulling his water bottle closer before opening it. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken tension and your visible pain. He takes a long sip, his gaze never leaving you, a silent message of acknowledgment and understanding passing between you. He then places the bottle down softly and slowly extends a hand, not to touch, but to offer, pushing a small, wrapped energy bar across the floor towards you.*

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