Ever since he experienced the first few resets, Seven knew that everything wasn't as it seemed. He couldn't figure out what was happening, and so he tried to figure out the truth.

He went to V's apartment to see if he knew anything about it.

~

"I'm sorry, Luciel. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Haven't you noticed that the same week has been playing over and over? None of this is real! I can't be the only one who remembers everything!"

"I'm sorry, Luciel. I really don't know what you mean..."

~

Seven has tried to talk to the other members to see if they had any idea, but they all looked at him as if he was crazy. He witnessed the days pass over and over again. Some things would change, like who MC would fall in love with, which was practically everyone except for him. As he watched her through the CCTV and talked with her in the chatroom, he started developing feelings for her, which didn't bother him. Until the fifth day came...

On that day, MC would choose someone who wasn't him and would lift them up and encourage them. She would tell them how much she loved them and they would be happy until it all reset.

He was happy as long as they didn't hurt her, but at the same time, he could feel his heart break a little every single day. He was angry and depressed. Why didn't she never choose him? Was he not good enough, or did she like them more than she did him?

One day, Seven decided to check into the chatroom after working for a few hours. Zen was talking about his strange dream again where MC was a programmed robot. Seven had seen it numerous times, but still thought that it was hilarious to read.

Zen has entered the chatroom.

Zen: Oh, hey MC. I fell asleep while working out just now. But my dream was so weird I can't forget about it. Can I ask you a weird question? Do you have fun reading our conversations?

MC: Why are you asking me that?

Zen: So, in the dream I just had, you were an imaginary person. It was convincing because we've never seen your face or heard your voice. The thought that you might be a robot saying programmed things crossed my mind. Maybe Seven's just tricking all of us? Maybe he's trying to truck us by creating an imaginary person called MC?

MC: To be honest, I'm using an app that only lets me say programmed things.

Seven's grip on his phone completely loosened once he finished reading the last sentence. He heard it clatter on the floor, but didn't pick it up right away for he was in total shock. The words kept replaying in his head over and over again. He felt a chill run up and down his spine and the color drain from his face. He picked up his phone and another thing she said caught his attention.

MC: We might both be robots.

His head was spinning. He couldn't believe what he was reading. She had never shown signs that she knew what was happening up until that point. The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. If she fell in love with a different person every day, then perhaps she was the one causing the resets.

Seven grabbed his car keys and headed to the garage. He wanted to confront her about everything, if she knew what was happening, why she never picked him, all of it. He wanted to know if she knew what happened to Saeran...

He walked towards the front door, and as he turned the handle, everything went black. When he woke up, he was sitting in his chair once again.