Joo-Han's voice carried a mix of irritation and fatigue as he sighed heavily. His eyes briefly met mine with a flicker of annoyance. “What? We are recording now, Hyun-Woo. If you have something to say, wait a bit. Not now." 0

He brushed past my outstretched hand with a dismissive wave. His footsteps echoed as he walked back into the soundproof recording studio. His demeanor left no room for doubt that he was in no mood to calm down the storm of emotions brewing within him.0

“Su-Hwan hyung, Yoon-Chan seems a bit unstable. I will try to handle any conflicts at the dorm, but could you please adjust the schedule?" 0

The words felt heavy in my mouth. As a rookie, I knew I was not supposed to request such changes. 0

Moreover, Su-Hwan was already flexing his discretion with the schedule, which had led to missed rehearsals and mistakes. Asking for more rest felt almost shameful, but we desperately needed a break. 0

Different from our days as trainees when we would gather nightly to share feedback and air grievances...0