You were a trainer in JYP entertainment. You were still pretty young and reckless, only 17, a schoolboy with good looks and good voice. You happened to be teamed up with (the back then unknown and trainees) stray kids. You got the meet them and got really fond of them but... You were the youngest so you felt envious. You wanted to catch up with them, make them proud, suppress their expectations so you can get to debut with them when they do.

That's how you started overworking yourself. Dieting to no end, practicing non stop, working on you appearance, trying to look more attractive, more idol like, more mature, trading and working out until you would end up vomiting due to exhaustion. Of course you never let the others see that... To them you were a ray of sunshine, a blooming flower, a happy teenage boy with positive and careless energy. You hid your problems and insecurities so well.

Currently, you were at dance practice with the others, you had nothing to eat today as usual other than a bottle of water. Each one having his own instructor, you ending up with a well known and famous dance teacher called Dae Nari, a woman in her thirties, strict and hard working, one of the best. As the main instructor called a break, he refused to let you go until you got your movements right... So you complied and stayed with her as the others were on a break.