Three dots tryna tell me
Trying hard not to text me
Is it 'cause your bed is empty?
Is it right there and you can't see?♪
"Again! Mark focus!" The chereographer said for which the others came back to the position tiredly while Mark started feeling guilty at the fact how tired others were yet had to dance just because of him messing it up again and again.
They started over again, fact check was harder than expected at some parts.
Everyone wanted to give their best for the fans.
Mark didn't get a single second rest, he was continuously shifting from 127, Dream then U.
It was tiring but everyone had high hopes from him so he wanted to give his best at every point.
Work was the only thing in his mind, he never thought anything out of it in his life after debuting.
Sometimes he would think he couldn't enjoy it as the others of his age.
The simple activities like going out for night walks, hanging out couldn't be done without getting caught.
He did enjoy a lot with his members but the enjoyment of himself alone wasn't possible, as trainees and rookies he thought about this a lot, what if he was missing out his teenage years for this and in the end it wasn't worth it and he didn't debut?
He gradually started accepting the fact and living on with it that now he only sees work in front of him. He just wants to be perfect so that he doesn't disappoint himself.
Mark felt his weird to his stomach which made him nauseous, he leant on the wall to gain focus. He closed his eyes tightly while focusing on his rough breathing patterns.
He felt someone pat his shoulder, he looked up to see Donghyuck unscrewing a bottle of water and passed it to him. Mark gladly took it and chugged the whole bottle of water down.
"Are you okay?" Donghyuck asked in concern for which Mark nodded in response."Good job guys" Taeyong said to cheer up the other eight who equally cheered up except Mark.
He was so lost in fact that he isn't doing well nowadays but no one noticed it cause it was just him who felt he was lacking but he wasn't, it's just he was tired and needed a break from everything.
Mark headed out of the room with his hood over his head, looking down with his hands in his pockets.
Heading towards the cafeteria he stopped in front of the display with food, he took up a bottle of water and sat on a seat in the end.
It wasn't crouded so it was okay, he unscrewed the lid and chugged half of the bottle and screwed up the lid back and kept it aside.
His mind was too occupied with thoughs that he didn't notice someone sat in front of him and slid a cup of watermelon in front of him.
"Hey" Hannah greeted which was left unanswered making her notice he was lost.
Hannah waved her hand in front of his face making him get back to his senses.
"Oh- yo when did you come here?"
"Just now, where were you lost Mark Lee?"
"Uh... Uhm... Nowhere"
"Anyways, I saw watermelon and at the right moment I saw you so I got it for ya"Mark looked down at the cup of watermelon making his eyes big and gleaming with happiness making Hannah chuckle.
"Oiii yo thanks" Mark said with pure happiness.
"Is watermelon your crush? Your eyes looked like boba" Hannah asked in a joking manner making him chuckle.
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String to my heart ♪ Mark Lee
Fanfiction♪ Idol au ♪ "I really believe that there is an invisible red thread tied between you and me, and that it has stretched and tangled for years. I know that it won't break because our souls are tied." "Haha yo you believe in that" "Yah don't laugh...