SEVENTEEN | SICKFICS - HURTFICS

Dino | Broken Part I

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The studio was thick with the sound of heavy breathing and the rhythmic beat of their music. Seventeen had been rehearsing their new choreography for hours. The steps were more complex than anything they'd done before, demanding full concentration and physical endurance. Each movement was sharper, more intricate, and by now, exhaustion had started to take its toll.

S.Coups glanced around, wiping sweat from his brow as he clapped his hands together. "Alright, let's take it from the top one more time. Everyone ready?"

Jeonghan looked up from where he was stretching, his expression a mix of amusement and fatigue. "I think I lost count of how many times we've done this already..."

Joshua chuckled, taking a quick swig of water. "Yeah, we've definitely hit double digits by now. My legs feel like they might give out any second."

Woozi, standing at the front of the group, shot them both a sharp look. "No complaining," he said firmly. "We're so close to getting it right. Just focus."

DK, ever the optimist, flashed a grin. "He's right. We've come this far-one more round, we can do it!"

Hoshi, who had been bouncing lightly on his toes, nodded with determination. "Let's make this count. No mistakes this time. We're aiming for perfection!"

Mingyu stretched his long legs, letting out a groan. "If I pull a muscle, Woozi hyung, I'm blaming you."

Woozi rolled his eyes, unfazed. "I didn't tell you to stretch like a giraffe."

Vernon snickered from the corner, shaking his head. "It's not Woozi hyung's fault, Mingyu hyung. Your legs are just too long for these moves."

The8, who had been quietly observing, cleared his throat. "Guys, we need to focus. We're almost there. One last push."

Seungkwan, his breath coming in short gasps, wiped his face with his sleeve. "I need at least a second to breathe between takes. This is insane."

Jun, who had been quietly adjusting his posture, sighed. "But it's working. We're getting sharper with every round. Let's just get through this last one cleanly."

Dino clapped his hands to rally the group. "Right! Hyungs, from the top. Let's give everything we've got!"

As the music blared back into life, the members fell into their starting positions. Despite the sweat dripping down their faces and the ache in their muscles, they moved as one. Each member knew their role, their timing, their steps. The choreography demanded everything-precision, speed, power-and they were determined to give it all. But as the routine progressed, there were still moments of struggle. A misstep here, a slight delay there, but they quickly corrected, pushing through the tiredness and the frustration.

"Keep going!" S.Coups shouted over the music, his voice booming with authority. "Don't stop! We're almost there!"

Jeonghan glanced over at Joshua, his breath shallow. "Do you think we're ready for this?"

Joshua, wiping the back of his neck, offered a reassuring smile. "We'll get it. We always do. It's just a matter of pushing through the tiredness."

Despite their exhaustion, their movements grew more fluid, more confident. There was no stopping now. They moved together in perfect synchrony, each step a testament to their hard work and commitment. The exhaustion didn't matter. The tired muscles didn't matter. What mattered was getting it right, together.

The music blared on, and the members pushed themselves to execute the routine with everything they had left. As they moved in tight formation, the pace quickened, and the intricate footwork demanded split-second precision. It was in the middle of a particularly fast-paced section when disaster struck.