His chest heaved as he cursed Yongguk's demand for perfection. The leaders insistence for a flawless practice may have come at a cost Daehyun wasn't ready to pay.

 

So with his hood up & his eyes determined he ran, a mantra repeated over and over, "I have to make it.. I have to make it!"

 

He shouts quick apologies to his fellow pedestrians as he bumps them, his legs burn & his chest hurts but he keeps going.

 

Finally he slows... He gasps for breath as tears flow from his eyes and he curses Yongguk for the hundredth time that night... He didn't make it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The restaurant was closed.