;Nara’s  POV         Days flew so fast and my one-week break was over. I was back in practice again which made the girls happy. I'm happy, too. I vowed to myself that I will work harder this time and try not to be sick. I had a mental note of not exhausting my body anymore so I wouldn't get sick anymore.   During the practice break, I kept on seeing Zelo and Jongup, and even Yongguk oppa but not Daehyun. I haven't seen him since I went back. I wonder ehere his feet had taken him.   Not that I care...   Okay. I care. But it's not that I miss him, I was just kind of expecting to see him since I'm now back. It was like that and nothing else. So then, I decided to ask Zelo when I spotted him with Youngjae chilling just outside the studio room.   "Hey." I called and both of them turned around.   "Noona," Zelo was happy to see me, I can see it the way he was smiling at me. Not Youngjae, though. He was kind of like...judging me. I don't know. Maybe I was just wrong. Or maybe he wasn't that really close to Hara unlike the rest of the members.   I cleared my throat. "Sorry to bother you guys, but have you seen Daehyun?"   Zelo frowned. "He went out with Yongguk hyung for a minute but he will be back. Uh, he didn't text you, noona?"   I shook my head. "No, he didn't."   "Ah. But he will be back shortly noona, don't worry." Zelo smiled assuringly and I smiled back at him. My eyes stopped at Youngjae who was silent and just staring at me with that judging look of his.   "Hello, Youngjae-ah." I muttered. Maybe he was kind of mad because I didn't acknowledge his presence. He smiled back but after that he turned his eyes away.   "I'll tell hyung to text you next time so you wouldn't worry, noona." Zelo said.   "Oh, don't bother Zelo-yah." I told him. "I was just wondering why I haven't seen him around. Anyway, I'll go now. See you guys later." I waved and turned my back around them. I was happy Zelo wanted to help. Youngjae's cold treatment, though.         I broke the promise for myself and I felt bad. I promised not to exhaust myself but here I am still in the practice room and it was already six in the evening. The girls didn't know that I went back here because I told them I'll be seeing Daehyun. I lied and I kind of feeling guilty because of it. But what choice do I have anyway?   Earlier this day, I real bad in practicing the new choreography for a possible rookie dance battle next month. Our dance choreographers weren't impressed at all. And I wasn't impressed at myself either. It wasn't the same routine we had for our debut song, it was a y dance. Yeah, a y dance with hip swinging from left to right, grinding and all the y moves that I haven't done all my life. To be honest, the routine wasn't that hard. It's just that the problem lies within myself—my body was too stiff for a y dance. I'm not even y myself.   And now here I am, staring at myself through the big mirror in front of me. I don't want to be a pain on the neck anymore as I'm already was. I wonder what voodoo should I do to make my body not stiff anymore.   I sighed because what I thought was impossible. Sure, I couldn't master this for a day, it takes time. If only we had dance choroegraphers who were so understanding and would give me time to master the dance routine.   Puffing my cheeks, I decided to try it once more before leaving. I started swinging my hips forming an eight but I looked silly I almost laughed. Damn. I tried grinding, and it was even worse.   "I'm sorry but you should stop." I flinched at the sound of Daehyun's voice out of nowhere. Through the mirror, I saw him peeking his head in from the ajar door. I can clearly see he was holding back his laughter as he moved inside.   "D-Daehyun-ah..." My cheeks were starting to burn.   "Do you know you look like a creepy worm when you do that?" He asked. Was he making fun of me or he was insulting me? Maybe both.   I gulped the embarrassment I felt down my throat. "Wh-what are you doing he