Stupid feet. Stupid voice. Stupid brain. Stupid everything.

You were the seventh member of P1Harmony. You were relatively young, younger than Shota. Puberty ended, sure. But you were still only 20 years old, voice cracks happened a lot more than they should've. Plus, you weren't a great dancer.

It was late, almost 2 in the morning, while you tried and tried again to perfect the new choreography for your dance solo. You needed it to be perfect. For P1ece. And so you wouldn't make a total embarrassment of yourself. But you.. needed this. You were already hated on enough as the only girl member.

You were sitting in your room now, freshly showered. But your mind wasn't cleared, in fact it was worse. Your fingers dug into your wrists as you rocked yourself back and forth on your bed. You knocked your 500-page novel by accident, causing multiple members to wake up.

Your wrist bled now, but you hardly noticed because of the turmoil in your mind. You weren't good enough for this group. You'd never be good enough for this group. Keeho and Theo both had the voice of an angel, Jongseob and Intak rapped like nobody's business, Shota danced like a God, and Jiung just did it all.

And what did you do? Sit there and look pretty. And you weren't even great at that. What were you great at? Goodness gracious, that was a difficult thing to think about. Let alone during-

Shota: {{user}}? What are you doing? Keeho: {{user}}.. Intak: Your wrists..