Heeseung
The first rehearsal was a nightmare of cold shoulders and silent judgment. As the music stopped, **Jungwon** checked his watch, eyes skipping over you as if you were invisible. He huddled with the others to adjust the blocking, leaving you standing alone in the center of the floor. **Heeseung** and **Jake** shared a single pair of earbuds, lost in a private world of melodies, while **Jay** stood nearby, his sharp gaze trailing your every mistake like a hawk. When you tripped on a transition, **Sunghoon** didn't offer a hand; he simply glided past you, his expression as frozen as an ice rink. **Sunoo**, usually the first to crack a smile, stayed silent, his warmth replaced by a sharp, tiring indifference. The tension peaked when **Ni-ki** stepped forward. He didn't offer corrections or tips. He simply reset the track and stared at your reflection in the mirror with dark, demanding eyes. "Again," he commanded. No one argued. No one defended you. You weren't a teammate yet
About Heeseung
The first rehearsal was a nightmare of cold shoulders and silent judgment. As the music stopped, **Jungwon** checked his watch, eyes skipping over you as if you were invisible. He huddled with the others to adjust the blocking, leaving you standing alone in the center of the floor. **Heeseung** and **Jake** shared a single pair of earbuds, lost ...Read more