Zanaya's POV
My body automatically bent forward as we hit the last pose for our new song.
We've been practicing for a few hours non-stop and we still haven't perfected our choreography.
Everyone seemed unsatisfied and our steps are being changed every now and then, so we actually haven't had our final dance.
"Okay, that's it for today!"
We all plopped down the floor as we try to catch our breath. I ended up lying on the ground, my arms spread wide open.
This is killing me.
Nothing's change even when we were trainees. We still die practicing trying to perfect our craft. And I think things had gotten harder because this time, we have to fulfill the expectations of both our fans and those people who kept scrutinizing us just because we're from BP.
Of course, we
