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Prior to Jiho's arrival to Wanna One's practice, the other Park may have been bit in a frenzy.

In Jihoon's case, it had been a while since his younger sister had visited him, and as today would be the first he'd introduce her to his temporary members, he wanted things to go smoothly. He wanted his sister to look at the eleven at them and be entirely impressed and overwhelmed with pride that he had the opportunity to be a part of the Nation's boy group. He wanted to share the good vibes with someone he admired the most.

However much to his lack of following through with plans, her special arrival was only mentioned once before to the boys, and was long forgotten in their heads by now. So, as the rest of Wanna One were warming up, they watched as Jihoon scurried around the room in confusion.

They couldn't really explain Jihoon's frantic movements, not even Bae Jinyoung, one of Jihoon's closest friends in Wanna One due to their near same age. The younger sun-kissed lad watched as his friend lined the toppled down water bottles along the row of metal chairs, as well as fixing the used towels in a neat manner. As they were a group of boys, a sense of order was never really a thing with them, definitely was a problem in their dorms. Jinyoung may know him the best out of the rest of the members, he had no idea why he seemed more stressed today.

Once Jihoon finished his personal task, he bounded towards his group. "I guess we should start practicing now," he piped up all of a sudden, his finger already along the button to the stereo player to play to one of their much-anticipated debut songs.

The hyungs weren't entirely sure how to make of the situation, in which someone younger was leading their practice. However, they decided not to mind it too much. They knew they had to practice anyway, and whether or not Jihoon was acting weirder than usual won't change that.

And as the song began blasting from the speakers, so did the boys. Their dance moves were intense right from the first second. As it may not have been completely perfected, the boys still showed a powerful performance with just little mistakes. They were doing great to a point even their manager would be proud of their fast progress.

That was until a sudden knock at their practice room door disturbed them.

Jihoon must've been on a short fuse, the knock had shocked him more than usual. The abrupt sound cutting through the music caused him to lose concentration and thus he completely toppled over his own two feet, his body smacking against the wooden floors as the door cautiously opened.

There stood a young girl with quite the large violet bag hung at her shoulder, her eyes wide upon seeing the boy on the ground.

For the boys, it was just a lot to take in at such a short period of time. One of their members had fallen to the ground with a painful thud and then a random girl suddenly waltzed into their practice room?

While as Guanlin and Jisung went to attend Jihoon, Sungwoon was the first to address the obvious question each of them were wondering. "Ah, hello, who might you be?"

Sheepishly, the girl snapped her attention away from Jihoon and bowed to the boys in greeting. While as tucking a loose strand of her brunette locks behind her ear, she finally introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Park Jiho."

"Park Jiho?" It didn't take long for the group to piece together what this meant. They all glanced over at Jihoon. Jaehwan chimed in, "So, you must be our Jihoon's sister."

"Oh yeah, you did say she would visit, didn't you?" Daehwi murmured, looking at his friend. "Hyung, you should've reminded us!" The rest of the boys joined in on berating the poor wink boy.

"Yah, you wanted us to look cool in front of your dongsaeng, is that it?" Seongwoo jeered, making the already embarrassed Jihoon blush at his members sudden extraness. This was not what he wanted Jiho's first impression on Wanna One to be. It really was a shame that their clumsiness seems to be a hereditary thing. Jihoon shot his sister an apologetic glance at the boys' readiness to put him in an awkward situation.