Ji-Eun's POV

Myungsoo sshi regains his balance quickly.

"Hi." Myungsoo sshi says and smiles.

"I missed you!" Fei smiles and pinches his cheeks.

Myungsoo sshi blushes.

BLUSHES.

The man with no emotions.

He freaking blushes.

Ow.

My heart just made a little squelch sound and curled up into a ball, sobbing.

Stupid heart.

I don't like that Fei girl.

Like, from a completely outsiders point of view.

Not because she's close to Myungsoo sshi.

I'm not jealous.

How immature would that be?

I don't even like Myungsoo sshi anyway.

Psh.

So not because of Myungsoo sshi.

...

I'm such a bad liar.

My heart is now being poked with little needles.

Ow.

Ow.

Ow.

Fei seems like such a...

Baboon .

In the nicest way possible, of course.

I pick at my food.

We have 3 hours left till the performance.

Fei's been here 2 hours.

She still hasn't left.

I'm dying.

It hurts.

Junho sshi is still talking to me.

For someone as hot as he is, he sure talks a lot.

Blah-de-Blah-de-Blah...

Sunggyu sshi looks uncomfortable.

"Um, guys? Let's run through one more time."

I stand up quickly and nod.

Yes please.

Save me from this agony.

"Hyung, can't we practice later?" Myungsoo sshi whines.

I sit down again.

Fei pouts.

"Please, oppa?"

Sunggyu stiffens. "Fei, since when was I your oppa?" He bites through his teeth.

I look at him, astounded.

I've never seen him mad.

Annoyed? Yes.

Irritated? Countless number of times.

But mad? That's new.

Fei looks surprised and a flash of irritation clouds her face, but then disappears.

"Oppa, who are those cookies from?" she asks Myungsoo sshi.

"Cookies? Oh, they're from Ji-Eun." He points at me.

Fei's brows furrow.

"Who are you?" She asks, quite rudely.

"Fei, be nice." Myungsoo sshi chuckles.

"I'm Ji-Eun. I'm the new member of Infinite." I say, politely sticking out my hand.

She ignores it.

She ignores me.

"Myungsoo, can I have that cookie?"

I secretly hope Myungsoo sshi will say no.

Just because.

But, of course, he says yes.

My heart is being stabbed repeatedly.

Stupid heart.

"This tastes horrible." Fei makes a face.

Myungsoo glances at me.

He sees my hurt expression.

He doesn't comment.

I bite my lip.

Myungsoo sshi not saying anything hurts even more than Fei's comment.

Sungjong notices. "Hyung, can we practice? I'm bored." He whines.

"Sure." Woohyun sshi gets up.

I shoot both of them thankful glances.

They smile at me.

"Fine." Myungsoo sshi sighs and gets up.

Sungyeol sshi looks at Fei. "Fei, I think you should leave." He says bluntly.

"Be nice, Sungyeol." Myungsoo sshi glares.

"No, it's okay. I'm leaving." Fei smiles at Myungsoo sshi.

I stand up when I catch the death glare Fei is sending at all of us.

Myungsoo sshi is checking his phone, and doesn't notice.

I thought Myungsoo sshi's glare was bad?

Fei's glare is death itself.

When Fei leaves, she hugs Myungsoo sshi.

I think my heart just died a little.

Stupid. Effing. Heart.

10 more minutes.

I'm hyperventilating.

"Sungjong, is it this first, or this?"

"Left, then right."

"Sungjong, what's the note again?"

"C-F#-D."

"Sungjong, is this supposed to be this loose?"

"No, ask one of the stylist noonas to fix it."

"Sungjong, is my hair frizzy?"

"No, it's fine."

"Sungjong, I think I'm going to throw up."

"You're not."

"Sungjong, am I going to die?

"What do you think? No."

"Sungjong, is my makeup smudged?"

"No."

"Sungjong, but seriously, am I going to die?"

"Jesus, Ji-Eun, stop already! You'll be fine!"

I'm close to breaking down in tears.

Myungsoo sshi comes up to me.

"Breathe, Ji-Eun."

I take deep breaths.

Ba-dump goes my heart.

"Good. You'll be fine. Just do your best."

I nod.

Ba-dump.

"I was nervous for my first performance too."

I nod again.

Ba-dump.

"You'll do well. Don't worry."

He smiles.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

"Aish, hyung! You stole all my lines!" Sungjong mutters.

"Aigoo, you're adorable." Myungsoo sshi ruffles his hair.

"Myungsoo, no, not the hair!" One of the stylist unnies come racing towards us.

"Thanks, Myungsoo sshi." I whisper as the stylist unnies drang Sungjong away.

"Still Myungsoo sshi? I thought we were past formalities." He says playfully.

There goes my heart again.

Ba-dump.

It's funny how a person can change in a week.

He was so mean to me before.

He's so nice now.

"Thanks, Myungsoo... oppa." I blush.

Ba-dump.

"Call us oppa too!" Sungyeol sshi- no, oppa says behind me.

"Thanks, Sungyeol oppa. For accepting me." I say and smile.

He smiles back.

It's time to go on stage.

Strangely, I don't feel so nervous....

....

...

Not.

 Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump ​Ba-dump...

'Mike check, 1-2-3.' Sunggyu oppa says.

I can hear hear him loud and clear, so I give him a thumbs up.

The stylists touch up our hair and makep one last time.

Everyone wishes me good luck.

My brothers hug me, and....

It's time to go on stage.

I think...

I think I'm fine now.

Oh, who am I kidding.

I think I'm going to throw up.

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