Seungkwan has always been the loud and energetic one, always willing to take on the role of MC or lighten the mood. But the constant pressure to always be "on" is starting to wear him down. The members don't notice at first, brushing off his quiet moments as rare.
But one day, during a filming, Seungkwan finally reaches his limit and storms off set, unable to handle the pressure anymore. The group confronts him, and Seungkwan breaks down, revealing how much he's been struggling with always having to be the entertainer.
How do they help Seungkwan realize it's okay to show vulnerability?
The filming was supposed to be a fun one.
The members of Seventeen had gathered for a variety show, a relaxed atmosphere meant to show their natural sides.
As always, Seungkwan was at the center of it all, effortlessly taking on the role of MC, making everyone laugh, and filling the space with his unmistakable energy.
His quick wit and larger-than-life personality were what everyone loved about him.
But there were subtle moments where the sparkle in his eyes flickered, where the enthusiasm seemed a little forced, where his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.
No one noticed.
Seungkwan had always been the loud, bright one, the one who kept things light, the one who never seemed to tire of entertaining.
He had built a reputation of being the one who could cheer up anyone.
It wasn't a burden, not at first.
He genuinely loved making people laugh, making his members happy.
But lately, the constant need to perform, to be on, had been chipping away at him.
Every time someone called for a joke, a song, or a moment of brightness, Seungkwan delivered, no matter how exhausted he was.
No one could see the cracks forming.
They just saw the boy who couldn't help but be a comedian.
That day, as they filmed a game segment, Seungkwan felt it again, the pressure, the expectation, the overwhelming need to be entertaining.
His head was spinning, and despite the banter around him, his body felt heavy.
The laughter from the other members felt distant, like an echo.
He smiled, his usual charming grin, but it didn't feel genuine.
It felt like a mask that was getting harder to hold up.
Then, during a pause in the filming, when the camera was turned off, Seungkwan snapped.
The words, the jokes, the expectations, everything flooded over him like a wave crashing too fast to escape.
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