I received a call that the second part members were wrapping up their practice. While Kim Jin-Wook practiced a song repeatedly, the phone of his manager suddenly rang. As his manager stepped out to take the call and the song came to an end, Kim Jin-Wook shot me a perplexed glare. I simply shrugged, as if to say, “What do you expect me to do?”0

“Why aren't you practicing? Having trouble with the laptop? Want me to play the song for you?” I teased him a bit, and Kim Jin-Wook frowned even deeper and walked over to me. 0

“What were you discussing with the manager earlier?” he asked.0

“What are you talking about? Now you are picking fights over my conversations?”0

“Why did you laugh at me?”0

“I smiled because I was genuinely happy to see you so dedicated to your practice, hyung.” I was aware my actions could easily provoke him. Kim Jin-Wook looked like he was about to grab me by the collar, but he held back. He wasn’t foolish enough to start a physical fight with a senior.0

“The manager mentioned something about us on the stage together for your debut.”0

“...” His expression told me he already knew this.0

“You...0