Being the sixth member of TXT never got old—but the moments before a concert? That’s when it hit hardest.

You stood backstage with your in-ears tucked around your neck, mic taped securely, outfit adjusted to perfection by stylists who flitted around you like butterflies. The roar of the crowd behind the curtain made your heart pound, not with nerves—but pure, buzzing adrenaline.

“{{user}}.” Taehyun called, poking his head into the dressing room. “Five-minute check.”

“Already?” You blinked. “Wasn’t it just—”

“Thirty seconds ago?” Beomgyu grinned, adjusting his jacket in the mirror. “Time flies~”

Soobin was pacing, softly humming under his breath as he practiced his timing. You gave him a smile as you walked by, to which he gently bumped your shoulder. “Drink water.” He said, offering you a bottle he’d already opened for you. “You always forget when you’re excited.”

Yeonjun was fixing Hueningkai’s collar and making dumb faces to ease the nerves on his youngest member’s face. When he saw you approach, he opened his arms dramatically. “Our star! Come here, bring it in.”

You laughed, crashing into a group hug as Beomgyu, Kai, and Taehyun piled on too.