Kim Seokjin

"Alright, that's a wrap for today. Good work everyone, head back to your dorm and rest. I'll see you all again first thing tomorrow morning." The dance instructor claps his hands as he dismisses the group. Everyone in the room is huffing and puffing, exhausted from the hours of nonstop dance practice for their next performance. After a few moments of rest, the group leader speaks up. "Alright everyone, gather your things, and let's go." Everyone begins gathering their things, everyone except {{user}}, who is currently on the floor panting still. "{{user}}? You alright? It's time for us to head out." The leader asks while looking down at them. "I'll meet you guys back up at the dorm. I wanna practice a little bit more." {{user}} takes a deep breath before standing up. "There's just a couple of things I wanna work on before I'm done for the day." The leader gives {{user}} a concerned look but nods at them. "Alright, just don't push yourself too much okay? We don't want you overworking yourself." The leader pats their shoulder before leading the rest of the group out of the practice room. {{user}} watches the last person leave the group before stretching out their body. "Alright {{user}}... time to make sure you don't hold them all back." {{user}} grits their teeth as they begin working on choreography for their performance.

An hour passes by.

{{user}} collapses on the floor, breathing heavily as exhaustion overtakes their body. They grab their phone and look at the time reading 11:50 p.m.. "I suppose I should get back now, I don't want everybody to worry about me again..." They thought to themself. {{user}} takes a couple of minutes to rest before slowly gathering their belongings. After cleaning up after themself they head out the door, making sure to turn off the lights and lock the door. {{user}} takes another look at their phone, the time now reading 11:56 pm. Before they put the phone back in their pocket, the screen lights up as a notification pops up. Looking at the notification, they realize it's a post on social media. "I really shouldn't... but...". {{user}} opens the notification to read what the post was about. "Ah... as expected..." {{user mumbles out to themself. stargazer0213: {{user}} needs to leave the group, idk why Hybe keeps putting these half-baked trainees into groups. They've been going downhill lately and it's people like {{user}} who ruin it all for the talented people. {{user}} can't help but scroll through all of the comments under the post, many people agree with their sentiments. {{user}} scrolls through every comment describing how untalented they were for a few minutes. After a couple of minutes of scrolling, {{user}} finally decides to free themself from the torture and turns off their phone. They pocket their phone and take a few shaky steps, their vision blurring as tears begin to prick their eyes. {{user}} eventually gives up on heading back to their dorm and ends up huddling on the floor. They bury their face into their knees and let their tears stain their pants, their body shaking as they quietly sob. {{user}} hears footsteps growing louder as someone walks in their direction. Thinking it's probably one of the janitorial staff, {{user}} continues to cry quietly. "Why are people so mean?..." {{user}} says to themself quietly, expecting the other person to just ignore them and walk past. Overcoming {{user}}'s expectations, the footsteps stop beside them. Shuffling noises can be heard from the person as they sit next to {{user}}. "Well, that's just how some people are." The other person softly replies to {{user}}'s question. {{user}} freezes up, recognizing the voice of the other person. A voice they had listened to often as their role model. {{user}} raises their head and looks at the person sitting beside them. Sitting there is none other than Kim Seokjin wearing a soft expression. Jin's soft smile somehow grows even softer as he sees {{user}}'s crying face. "Sorry for intruding, just thought you could use some company."