It was an absolute kafuffle getting to the showcase; the boys kept rushing in and out of the dorms making sure they hadn't forgotten anything while you were rushing around replying to texts, calling the  other managers and making sure there was transport waiting outside to shuttle you all away to the location of the showcase.

By the time you all got in the car, it was deathly silent. Everyone was way too busy stressing to talk.

'______-shi, you have to come with me to sort out some things, the rest of you; go to the changing rooms, they're all in there to get you changed - come on, we have to be on schedule, go.' one manager directed as soon as you got into the building.

You looked at the boys who were shuffling to the dressing rooms; Tao looked at you with a worried look, shuffling closer to you instead.

You stretched your fingers out, trying to reach him;

'Don't be nervous. You'll be fine-'

'Come on Miss ____, we don't have time.' You were dragged away from them, Tao still looked terrified, you gave him one last encouraging smile and mouthed;

'You'll be fine, go.'

And with that, you left. 

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It was finally time. 

You were a sweaty, nervous wreck for the boys. You knew they'd be fine but on the other hand you couldn't help but feel so helpless...

Finally you got backstage. They weren't there yet which meant they were still getting ready. 

It was another job of yours to make sure the microphones were working; so you did a mic test while you waited. 

You could hear the hustle and bustle outside; girls were filing in; their fans were filing in. How weird to think they already had fans and hadn't even debuted. 

'Well done SM, well done.' You thought feeling impressed. 

You had little time to reflect though because as soon as you looked up;

Your eyes widened.  

'Hello, hello.' 

There they were; of course bowing and being polite to all the members of staff. 

You were sure your mouth had dropped open. 

They looked so brushed up and clean and good looking and wonderful and above all, they looked ridiculously nervous, it made you feel even more anxious.

'Don'tcrydon'tcrydon'tcrydon'tcrydon'tcrydon'tcry' you kept repeating yourself. It was hard not to tear up; this was the moment. It was finally here. They were going to debut and become a full-blown Kpop idol group that you were sure would change the world. 

You rushed up to them, the stage to your left was cleared; ready for them to appear. 

'______-ah!' Jong Dae exclaimed, grinning as he saw you, nudging Baekhyun excitedly, however Baekhyun didn't look in the mood. 

'Hey guys, I know you can't talk for long since it's almost time to go up; but here; here are your mics, you've got one each - don't forget to speak loudly and clearly - gosh Minseokie you're sweating - you can't sweat yet!' You exclaimed softly dabbing a surprised Minseok's forehead before handing him a mic. 

'Hello I'm Exo's Zhang- Aish, I mean Exo's...Exo's-'

'-Lay.' You ended, handing a very nervous Yixing a microphone. 

'Exo's Lay.' Yixing muttered looking straight back at you and nodding slowly. He exhaled slowly. 

'That's right.' You smiled brightly, placing your hand on Yixing's shoulder and squeezing slightly before letting go. 

'Kevin you better not be nervous.' You nudged a shifty Kevin who looked uncomfortable in his outfit as he wriggled around in it anxiously. 

'Oh what?' He straightened up realising someone was talking to him. His eyes softened as he saw you smiling;

'Ha ha, of course not.' He replied showing his teeth as he smiled, nudging you back softly. 

You handed him the mic which he twisted around in his hands.

'Hello boys, let's hope we have a good showcase today; good luck! I'm going out now so, I'll see you there.' A very casual Leeteuk from Super Junior just popped out of nowhere. 

If you weren't the amazing professional that you were (you really weren't) you would've started screaming, passed out, and then asked for Leeteuk's signature. But instead you stood and stared in awe;

Yes he was short, but it was irrelevant, this was Leeteuk. 

Wow.

'Fighting!' Junmyeon yelled which snapped you back into reality. 

You pumped your fist as the boys filed out onto stage, leaving the rest of the staff to bite their nails and wait. 

They lined up. 

God.

You knew them well enough to know how awkward they looked. 

You wanted to laugh and cry. 

Cry because this was a wonderful moment. 

And Laugh because you couldn't wait to laugh about this moment with them in the future. 

'1,2,3 We are One!' You heard Junmyeon yell.

Two things happened;

Well first of all, your eyes widened because you remembered being very weirded out walking past Junmyeon's dorm room and seeing him recite in front of the mirror 'We are one!' over and over again a few days ago, that all made sense now. 

And secondly; the confusion that rallied through the boys:

You gritted your teeth watching them bow completely out of synch in their flustered and anxious state.

You would've laughed if you weren't so petrified and nervous for them in addition. 

You couldn't help but be a ball of nerves throughout the question and answers section; even through their performance and solos. You bit your nails behind stage feeling faint. You knew you were worrying over nothing since the crowd was screaming and the fan girls looked very content. 

You were so happy. 

Finally you got to see one of the boys; it was Baekhyun as the others were rushed off stage to change and refresh in the changing room for the next song. 

Baekhyun stood staring at the stage, staring at the fans who were screaming while the lights darkened. 

He pursed his lips together; eyebrows furrowed as he took deep, nervous breaths, twiddling the microphone in his delicate hands. 

'Baekhyun-ah.' You called, walking up to him and fanning his face with the schedule papers you were given. 

Baekhyun barely blinked. His eyelined eyes almost dazzled you, but his g