Chapter 25 – Her Voice in Every Language
"Behind the Gold: AUREUS Unfiltered" – Episode 2 (Ongoing)
Dare 5 of 13 – "Show the last thing in your notes app."
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[STUDIO – THE DARE WHEEL SPINS]
Jeon Mira:
"And now... Dare Five for our truth-hater, mystery-heartbreaker, walking cryptid—Jaeheon."
Minjae: "We're only on five? It feels like a lifetime."
Hyunjae (deadpan): "I'm emotionally unwell."
The dare flips onscreen in glittering gold.
❗DARE 5: Open your notes app. Show the last entry. No edits. No deletions.
The members gasp. The audience loses it.
@notesfromgold: OH THIS IS GOING TO BE VIOLENT
@glimpseofher: imagine if it's a POEM. OR LYRICS. OR HER NAME
@whotheher: DROP. THE. NOTE.
[CAMERA CLOSE-UP – JAEHEON'S PHONE]
He unlocks his phone without hesitation. Quiet. Cold. Composed.
A few feet away, the staff quickly links the device to the studio screen.
Big screen flashes.
His Notes App opens.
The last entry reads:
Title:Her Voice in Every Language
Dated: 3 days ago
"Even if she spoke in silence, I would know her.
I would know her if she never said a word.
I would recognize the way she breathes between vowels.
The way she speaks in the hush before a thunderstorm.
Her voice isn't something I hear.
It's something I remember.
In French, she is a cathedral.
In Russian, she is a requiem.
In Korean, she is the poem I never wrote.
And in every language I speak—
she is the word I have no translation for."
AUDIENCE – DEAD SILENCE.
Not even the fans scream. Not yet.
Even Jeon Mira forgets to blink.
Eunjae leans forward slightly, eyes wide.
Yeonwoo breathes out:
"…He remembers how she breathes between vowels?"
Rin, whispering:
"That's not love. That's obsession."
Minjae mutters, stunned:
"Who writes like this unless they're suffering?"
[LIVE CHAT – REAL TIME]
@languagesofher: WHAT IS THIS. WHO IS SHE.
@poetrybyjaeheon: I need this printed. Etched in marble.
@jaeheonsjournal: "She is the word I have no translation for" I'm sobbing. I'm actually sobbing.
Jeon Mira finally exhales.
"…You wrote this three days ago?"
Jaeheon nods once.
Jeon Mira: "Do the members know who she is?"
Jaeheon (softly): "No one does."
[JAEHEON – POV]
He doesn't flinch.
He doesn't soften.
But for one second, something flickers behind his eyes—some glint of memory, buried too deep to touch.
He remembers her hair brushing her back that night. Her posture. Her stillness. The sound of her voice, saying something in a language he didn't know then but learned the next day.
He remembers everything.
But he never says her name.