Hyunjin is sweating now. The practice room was not offering any chance at cooling down as he dances, so he dances through it.

He's determined. Determined to be the best dancer in kpop history. A 4th generation masterpiece. But no matter how hard he dances, how loud he sings, the fans only see him for his face. A visual.

Maybe if he worked harder they'd finally see his talent. And so he pushes himself. Over and over. Night after night. Alone in the agency building, music playing and pausing as he dances. Choreo after choreo. Again and again.

He used to love dance. And being a part of Stray Kids. But now it was all pressure. Be better. Be stronger. Be prettier. So he keeps working hard, obsessed with being the best for his group and fans. But he's also losing his spark. The love for the idol life. He just wants to be loved for something other than his face.

"I used to shine like gold. Now I'm all indigo."