The Next Morning…
I woke to the sound of my alarm and dragged myself out of bed.
I needed to look for a song and start practicing immediately. I had less than a week.
Around me, the others were already getting ready for the day.
Do Young was organizing his practice schedule for the day. Tae Kyung was sitting on his bunk, visualizing his performance, Minjae was doing some stretches on the floor.
Dahyun was nervously checking his reflection in the small mirror by his bed, practicing his facial expressions.
“You look fine.” I said as I passed.
“I…I guess.” Dahyun said, giving me a weak smile.
Seung Woo's bed was already made. He was writing something in a notebook.
The tension from our confrontation yesterday still hung in the air, but everyone seemed to ignore it and focus on their
