𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐝 : 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐂𝐨𝐧.

The bustling energy of VidCon was palpable as fans and creators filled the massive convention center. The cast of "Descendants The Rise of Red" Kylie, Malia, Ruby, Joshua, Peder, and Dara sat together in a reserved section of the event hall, a lively mix of voices and laughter filling the air. The excitement of the convention was infectious, but Kylie felt a growing sense of unease.

Ruby was discussing some tiktok ideas with Joshua ones she wanted to do with the cast, while Dara and Peder were  discussing about upcoming projects. Malia, who had been chatting with Dara and Peder, looked over to see Kylie's expression tightening. Kylie was struggling to keep up with the rapid flow of conversation and the overwhelming noise that seemed to intensify with every passing minute.

"Hey, I think I need to step out for a moment," Kylie said to Malia, her voice barely rising above the noise around them.

Malia looked up, concern evident in her eyes. "Are you okay? Do you want me to come with you?" Kylie shook her head, trying to mask her anxiety. "No, it's fine. I just need a bit of quiet."

Without waiting for a response, Kylie slipped away from the group, her pace quickening as she made her way to the nearest restroom. The clamor of VidCon seemed to follow her, an ever-present wave of loud noise that made her head spin. She pushed through the door of the women's restroom, seeking comfort in the quiet space.

Inside, Kylie leaned against the sink, her breathing becoming heavy. She glanced at herself in the mirror, her eyes wide with panic. The voices from the convention felt like they were closing in on her, each sound a spike of discomfort. She tried to steady her breathing but found herself unable to escape the overwhelming sensations.

Unknown to Kylie, Ruby had noticed her sudden departure and decided to follow, sensing that something was wrong. As Ruby entered the restroom, she saw Kylie's distressed state and approached her with concern. "Kylie? Are you okay?" Ruby asked gently, trying to offer a calming presence.

Kylie turned to Ruby, her face a mask of fear. "I- I can't handle it out there. The noise, the people- I'm so overwhelmed. What if everyone hates our performance? What if they think we're terrible?"
Ruby's heart ached seeing Kylie in such distress. "Hey, it's okay. You're not alone. Let's try to calm down, alright? Just breathe with me."

But as Ruby spoke, Kylie's breathing grew more rapid and uneven, her eyes darting around as if searching for an escape. Her hands trembled, and she sank to the floor, her back against the wall. Ruby's attempts to soothe her seemed to have little effect, and Kylie's panic only seemed to escalate.

"Ruby, I can't... I can't breathe. It's too much. I feel like I'm going to lose it," Kylie gasped, tears streaming down her face. Ruby felt a pang of helplessness. Realizing she needed more support, she quickly decided to get Malia, who was still busy talking with Dara and Peder when Kylie had left. Ruby dashed out of the restroom, her urgency palpable. She found Malia, her face flushed with worry.

"Malia, Kylie's in the restroom, and she's having a panic attack," Ruby said breathlessly. "She's really struggling. You need to come with me." Malia's eyes widened with concern. "Oh god, okay lead the way?."

Without wasting another moment, Malia followed Ruby to the restroom. As she entered, she saw Kylie huddled on the floor, her breathing ragged and uneven. Malia's heart ached for her Kylie, and she immediately knelt beside her.

"Kylie, sweetheart, it's me," Malia said softly, placing a gentle hand on Kylie's shoulder. "I'm here. We're going to get through this together." Kylie looked up at Malia, her eyes filled with desperation. "I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. I can't handle all this pressure."

Malia took a deep breath, trying to remain calm for Kylie. "Okay, let's focus on calming down. Can you try to breathe with me? Slow and steady. In through your nose, out through your mouth."

Malia guided Kylie through the breathing exercise, her own voice a steadying force. She spoke in a soothing tone, her hand resting gently on Kylie's back. "You're safe here, Kylie. Nothing is going to hurt you. Just focus on my voice and our breathing."

It took time, but Kylie began to respond to Malia's calming presence. Her breathing gradually steadied, and the intense panic started to subside. Malia continued to hold her close, offering gentle reassurances.

"You're doing great, love. Just a little more, and we'll get you feeling better," Malia whispered, brushing a strand of hair from Kylie's face.

Eventually, Kylie's breathing evened out, and her tears began to dry. She looked up at Malia with a mixture of relief and gratitude. "Thank you. I'm sorry I caused so much trouble." Malia shook her head, her eyes full of love. "You didn't cause any trouble. I'm just glad I could help. You're my priority."

With a final squeeze, Malia helped Kylie to her feet. Ruby, who had been watching with a relieved expression, gave them both a reassuring smile. "I'm glad you're okay, Ky," Ruby said. "We're all here for you, no matter what."

Kylie nodded, feeling a renewed sense of calm and support. "Thanks guys, I feel much better now."

As they left the restroom and headed back to the convention hall, the noise and activity of VidCon seemed less intense. Kylie, now more composed, walked closely beside Malia.