Everything is in order. Even while the PDs hasten for last quick tests of the many pieces of equipment they are to use, and his stylists scurry to apply the last touches of powder on his made up face, Xia Junsu can say that everything is set for a perfect event. That is to say the least. 

His parents are waiting, among the audiences that anticipate his ever passionate performance. He takes a deep breath then laughs when Jihyeon takes notice.

"You'll do great, Junsu-yah. Like always," she says and the other ladies voice out their agreement, nodding their affirmation.

Xia Junsu is about to thank them when a loud shrilling sound steals their attention.

"Does anyone have my phone?" He asks. His manager hands it to Jihyeon who, in turn, places the device upon the singer's awaiting hand.

He proceeds to answer the call, not really greeting the person on the other line. "Yoochun-ah!"

"Yah, I just called because I knew you'd be dying with jitters right now," Junsu's older bandmate states, defensive.

"Jerk, you shouldn't have bothered if you weren't going to help!" He replies, jovial. "I'm nervously excited! Which is a good thing, right?"

"You know you'll do well--great--whatever happens so really... just break a leg!"

"Yeah, well. Thank you! this helped. It always does," he says.

Then he hears the voice of his other bandmate over and above the others low, husky tones. "Is that Su?" Jaejoong asks and Yoochun answers with a loud yes. "Good, I was just thinking of calling him!" Junsu waits along the shuffling and is almost taken by surprise by his hyung's out-of-breath state. "Dude, your Riinie finally replied to my texts!" JYJ's Kim Jaejoong states like texting with his bandmate's former-yet-still-is flame is the most normal thing to do. "She's y free and single!"

The call is ended by a loud thud.