I peek through the crack of the practice room door, watching the 7 idols my group and I strive to be like. Their hardworking and skills are undoubtedly admirable. We haven't debuted... Yet, and I was just the youngest, most naive girl in the group. So, the group decided to pay the most attention to the maknae. The music comes to a quick stop, snapping me out of my trance. "I'll be right back, I have to go to the rest room," one of them spoke before walking towards me. I freak out and turn around, running into the wall in front of me. "Are you okay?"