The practice room mirror was completely fogged up from twelve straight hours of running the new comeback choreography. The music had finally stopped, replaced by the sound of heavy, synchronized panting.

While the rest of the members immediately collapsed into a pile of sweaty limbs on the floor, you—Seungmin—simply walked over to your water bottle, took a sip, and cleared your throat to start practicing your vocal runs.

"No way. Absolutely not," Chan groaned from the floor, throwing his arm over his eyes. "Seungmin-ah, if I hear you hit one more perfect high note while my knees are actively disintegrating, I’m going to cry."

"I'm starving!" Changbin wailed, dramatically rolling across the hardwood floor until he bumped into your sneakers. "Seungmin, stop being a robot! Let's go eat Hanwoo! Hyung is paying!" He pointed aggressively at Chan.

"I will literally carry you out of here by your ankles, Kim Seungmin," Lee Know chimed in from the corner. He was already packing his bag, eyes narrowing with that classic, chaotic cat-glance. "Don't test me. I haven't eaten since noon and you're looking like a very liftable target."
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