With my main priority already settled, I went back to Naeun's room. Though small sized, the two girls were crumpled together on the same bed. Hayoung was curled up in a fetal posture and Naeun sleeping diagonally across the bed. Mustering up my strength again, I pulled Hayoung up towards my chest, and placed her onto the other bed. Just as I walked away from the bed, I saw her shaking uncontrollably. Though I barely placed her down a while ago, she had already curled up, and returned to her previous posture. Searching through the entire room, turns out that her blanket has been soiled after being placed outside their restroom. I was racing with time. I had to quickly search for a solution before she shivered any further. Her shivering simply tugged at my heartstrings even more. With no alternatives, I ran to my room, and grabbed my blanket and hurried back to her room before putting her to rest with warmth.

Looking back at Naeun, she was clearly much more resistant to low temperatures. Even so, the really low temperature set in their room proved to be far too much even for her. Unlike Hayoung who was shivering uncontrollably a while ago, she was merely asleep with occasional shaking. I strolled over and like I did to the other girl, I covered Naeun fully with the blanket. Afraid the night could get colder, I walked over to their controls, and turned up the temperature slightly.
 

Having dealt with the two of them, I retreated to my room only to find myself with no more than 2 hours of sleeptime. The girls had only decided to get some sleep at dawn, around 3 am. Having searched high and low, the nooks and cranny of the room, I had spent way too much time finding an extra quilt. Though I had no expectations of even finding one, I simply couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed and feared what would come next. I simply springed myself onto the bed, and had to make do with multiple layers of clothes. It was most definitely uncomfortable, but survival took priority over my comfort. With an ease of mind, I found myself surrendering to the temptation of sleep which I so desired, and much needed.

"Seo Joon!! It's already 8. We have to be on our way soon!!" I heard a much comforting voice, although I can't quite figure out who it belonged to.

"Give me another minute, please!!" I begged, until my mind finally clicked. I springed up and sat on my bed, trying to open my eyes. To no avail, I had to manually force open my eyes, that were glued together with eye wax, with my palms.

"It's 8 already? Why are we particularly late today? Don't we usually wake up like, 2 hours earlier? Have you girls put on your make up already??" I started shooting off questions after questions to which Chorong put an end to.

"Yes we have. We're just idling around. We figured you should get more sleep since you're still growing." She explained.

"Sleep is hardly a problem for me. I've pretty much gotten used to only having 2-3 hours of sleep every night. Especially with my nocturnal self." I retaliated.

"Then, it's even better that you just caught up on sleep. What time did you go to sleep yesterday night??" She asked.

"After settling you, Hayoung, and Naeun, I would say about 3?" I tried to lie.

"Don't even try lying. I clearly remembered it was at least 3 when I fell asleep." She stared at me, still waiting for an honest answer.

"Four." I gave a short answer, hoping she would fall for it. Thankfully, no questions were raised, and she believed what I just spouted.

"Give me 5 minutes. I'll just get myself prepared." I suggested before I leaped off the bed and ran into the toilet.

Brushing my teeth quickly, I found myself tortured by the burning toothpaste. Resisting the burning sensation, I quickly settled for a simple hairstyle and sported baggy pants with an oversized tee. Comfort was the theme for the day, especially when I would be breaking my bones in a few more hours. The moment I was done washing up, I rushed to the room with everyone. The girls were impatiently waiting, already fully prepared to leave. We hurried to the ground floor, much to the annoyance of Manager Song. Getting onto the mini bus, we did not bother with the seating arrangement and simply filled up whichever seat was empty. I ended up beside Hayoung who had got on before me. While the girls continued practising their lyrics, I could only prepare my body for the upcoming torture.

"When are you girls going to release the song?"

"Soon, I guess? We've already got the grasp on most of the choreography. And we've already done the recording for the music video. It's simply in the process of editing. It should come out soon. The moment we get back to Korea, we will be promoting Remember. That means today marks the end of our freedom." Hayoung filled me in.

"The kind of lives you girls are subjected to..." I sighed.

"Well, at least we're doing what we like. And, the fans are there for us!!" She seemed to be forever optimistic.

"Are you girls going to be practising the dance later?" I asked.

"We'll probably stretch for a while, teach you for a while and we'll probably start to get into the choreography." Bomi barged into the conversation.

"Wait, so I'm learning the choreography as well??" I questioned.

"Not quite. We'll be practising the choreography. We're going to be promoting it very soon. Besides, we're going to appear on Weekly Idol next week to mark the start of our hectic schedules." Chorong explained, hoping I'd understand.

"Ohh!! It honestly