I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I got up and dismissed the alarm before laying back in bed. Today was the day of Seventeen's first concert. I stared at the ceiling.
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A flashback of Minghao's face hit me unexpectedly. I quickly slapped myself and got up. What just happened? I washed up and got changed. I slipped on a pair of jeans and a pastel pink T-shirt. I grabbed my bag and headed to the dining table where my loving grandmother had set-up breakfast.
"Good morning, grandma~" I chirped.
"Good morning, dear. Come and eat breakfast," she invited me.
I nodded and sat down. I thanked her for cooking for me. This was the usual routine almost every day for the past few years. I dug in and ate my food. As I was eating, my grandmother pointed out that I was nervous. She could tell from the way I was eating and my facial expressions. She knew about my social anxiety and the struggles I went through. It was something my parents never really understood since they barely spent time with me.
"Look, you got this. The backstage may be crowded with people and you may hesitate or you fear you will screw up somewhere. Don't let the crowd intimidate you. They are probably scared of screwing up too so you are basically in the same boat. Just tell yourself you got this. Remember to breathe. Ok?" she advised me.
She held up a hand and I gave her a high-five. I thanked her for her advice. She wished me and the boys good luck for the concert as I left the house. I hugged her before shuffling off.
I went to the Pledis building to gather with the other staff members. We loaded the required items before heading to the concert venue. Although it only started in the evening, we had to set-up early and the boys had to rehearse.
After lunch, the boys arrived. I had just finished eating my packed lunch. I disposed of it and stood by the other stylists. Jun came my way with tissue in his hands. We greeted each other. Right after, he used the tissue in his hand to wipe the side of my mouth.
"You had some gravy there. Must be good lunch, huh?" he teased me.
My cheeks went red. That was embarrassing and flustering for me. I hope the stain was not obvious before. Jun wiping the stain off made it more flustering for me. I could barely hold eye contact with how sweet his smile was.
"T-thanks," I stuttered, still flustered.
He smiled and walked away. I turned to the crowd of boys and spotted Minghao. The moment my eyes landed on him, my heart did a flip and the flashback from earlier replayed. I shook my head and pinched myself. My mind is working a little weirdly today. It's probably the jitters.
Minghao saw me too and waved at me with a smile before scurrying away with the other members. Well, at least he acknowledged me.
I took a sip from my bottle before getting to work. I properly sorted out the costumes and went over each member's style. There were several racks lined up side by side. Different colours and themes were displayed on the racks.
Names were attached to the clothes and Crystal had taken pictures of them in case we were to mix up the tags again. She was a smart worker. Once, we messed up the tags and panicked, trying to match the clothes to the members. Thankfully, she had recorded down the clothes tags beforehand.
I looked over to see Ji-Hae arranging costumes with Jessie. Ji-Hae was quite a handful. She was a clumsy but outgoing girl. Just like how every group had the mood maker, for us we have Ji Hae. Despite her jolliness, she is serious when the situation calls for it.
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I Will Fight For You (A The8 Fanfiction)
Hayran Kurgu"Where there is love, there will be war. No matter who objects us being together, I will fight for you." A spin-off of "I Will Make You Love Again- A Hoshi Fanfiction", this story is centred around Hee-Young. Hee-Young is Seventeen's new stylist. Wi...