Meanwhile in room, Taehyung exchanged a glance with Vianna, his jaw tightening. He stepped closer, kneeling beside her. “Saga, you’ve been forgetting things a lot lately, isn't it?” he said gently. “And earlier, when you lost your train of thought… it’s not the first time, is it?”

Saga hesitated, her fingers twisting together, thinking whether to tell him  or not. She looked once at his eyes, and he uttered ,"Sisi....you are my sisi...na...don't fear. Your oppa will fix everything believe me. Just tell. Is it?"“No,” she finally admitted after a lot of hesitation, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s been happening more, but I thought… maybe it’s just stress? Everything’s been so overwhelming lately.”

Vianna placed a reassuring hand on Saga’s knee, and her doctor side overcoming on friend side.“Stress can cause these symptoms, but it’s important we don’t overlook anything. Have you noticed anything else? Difficulty speaking, finding the right words, or maybe feeling disoriented?”

Saga nodded slowly, her gaze dropping to her lap. “Sometimes… I lose words. Simple ones. And earlier, I forgot what we were talking about, even though it was just seconds ago. It’s like… like my thoughts slip away before I can catch them.”

Taehyung’s voice was steady but tinged with worry, as being the doctor he was getting some bad intuition from the symptoms. “And your coordination? Any trouble with balance or motor functions?”

Saga’s hands trembled as she clasped them tightly. “Sometimes my hands don’t work right,” she admitted. “Like when I’m holding something, and it just… slips. Or when I try to move, and my legs feel heavy.”

Vianna’s heart ached at the vulnerability in Saga’s voice. She shared another look with Taehyung, their silent understanding evident. They were both neurologists, and though neither wanted to jump to conclusions, the symptoms were concerning.

Before they could press further, the door slammed open, and Jungkook strode in, his expression stormy. “What the hell is going on here? I was just outside a little lost. Can't you both called me?”

“Jungkook,” Taehyung started, his tone calm but firm, “this is a private conversation. Saga needs—”

“I don’t care,” Jungkook cut him off, his gaze fixed on Saga. “She’s not going through this alone, and you’re not shutting me out. I'll be with my Sparkle.”

Vianna stood, crossing her arms. “This isn’t about shutting you out. It’s about giving her space to process this without more stress.”

Jungkook ignored her, kneeling in front of Saga. “Sparkle...,” he said softly, his voice trembling, “please tell me what’s wrong. Don’t keep me in the dark.”

Saga looked at him, her eyes swimming with tears. “I don’t know, Jungkook,” she whispered. “Something’s wrong with me, but I don’t know what.”

Jungkook reached for her hands, holding them tightly. “Then we’ll figure it out together. Whatever it is, I’m not going anywhere.”

Taehyung sighed, his frustration evident but tempered by understanding his concerns towards Saga. “Jungkook, if you’re staying, you need to listen. This isn’t about you right now. It's Saga to be first.”

Jungkook nodded, his expression earnest. “I’ll listen. Just… don’t shut me out.”

Vianna took a deep breath, her tone turning clinical. “Saga’s been experiencing symptoms that concern us—memory lapses, difficulty with language, motor issues. We need to run some tests to rule out anything serious.”

Saga’s grip on Jungkook’s hands tightened, her voice breaking. “Do you think… do you think it’s something bad?”

Vianna crouched beside her again, her voice gentle but honest. “No no sweetie. We don’t know yet. It could be stress or something temporary, but we need to be thorough.”

Jungkook’s jaw clenched, his protective instincts flaring. “Then let’s do it. Whatever tests she needs, I’ll make sure she gets them.”

Taehyung placed a hand on his shoulder, his voice steady. “We’ll take care of it, Jungkook. But for now, Saga needs rest.”

Saga shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “No..no...I cant. I’m scared. What if .what if...its something serious.” she admitted, her voice cracking.

Jungkook pulled her into a gentle hug, his own tears threatening to spill. “Nothing Sparkle, your Taehyung oppa and Vianna are there na.” he whispered. “But don't forget you’re not alone. We’ll face this together, okay?”

Vianna watched the exchange, her professional demeanor faltering as her heart ached for her friend. She exchanged a nod with Taehyung, silently agreeing to move quickly.

Jungkook's eyes landed on Taehyung and Vianna to get assurance which they were giving him, but themselves were in fear of what might be gonna happen.

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