A little on the creepy side. Hope no one minds. =) — Madness.

If your name was Choi Minho, you were probably a very luck boy. In fact, you'd probably be the luckiest boy in South Korea. Or, at least one of them. With being a well-liked handsome idol in a popular boy band gaining big bucks daily, who could really argue that he wasn't?

Yes, there was the part of working ridiculously hard to get those perks, but look at the boy now! He was a shinning star! Nothing could stop him.

Well, that was a lie. Something could, and had stopped him.

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P.R.O.L.O.G.U.E

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"Hey, Taemin," Minho said. "Are these your Gummy Bears?" He held up the colourful packet filled with the chewy candies.

"Yeah, you want some? Go ahead! I'll be with manager hyung until we start practicing!" Taemin replied, exiting the lounging room leaving Minho by himself. Ah, but there was Onew talking to some interviewers outside. Minho gave them a little wave, which they returned. 

He picked up a dark green Gummy Bear from the packet and popped it  in his mouth, then swallowing it. He didn't bother to chew these types of candies, preferring to just swallow them. 

It took him a moment to realize that the candy hadn't gone down his throat yet.

It took him another moment to realize he was choking.  

He coughed violently, his watery eyes blurring his vision. He hit his chest a few times, hoping that would get the damned candy out of his system.

But it didn't.

He then decided to stumble over to where Onew and the interviewers stood. There was a window on the door, he noted. They could probably see him choking and help him.

He started banging his fists on the door, which got their attention. But it was too late. He could already feel his body weakening. His hands stopped banging the door after a few seconds, and were just pressed against it. He slowly began to slide down the door. From the corner of his eyes, he could make out some moving figures.

Was it Onew rushing to help him?

He turned his head to see....

...and saw Onew waving at him.

Did he think Minho was saying hello again, rather than wanting them to help him? He never did find out, before just as he thought that, Choi Minho had died.

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Bidding farewell to the interviewers, Onew entered the lounge and he saw Minho lying on the floor. He shook his head. Minho and his strange jokes. First him acting crazy in front of the interviewers, and now this?

He laughed, lightly kicking the boy.

"Yah! Minho! Now's not the time to be napping!"