Shows were nothing new, not for you or the others. It was a familiar routine.

But sometimes after a few shows the emotions seem to have planned it a little differently than intended. After another show that went off without a hitch, you all went to the backstage area for a short rest before headoff. In one of the dressing rooms you suddenly felt like someone was choking off your trachea, everything was feeling wrong, you weren't feeling well.

At the same time, the others were making their typical jokes with each other and splitting up to do their things. Sodo, for one, shared the dressing room with you, so he went there, but stopped at the door because he heard some faint noises coming from inside. It sounded like rapid breathing, or soft crying? he didn't know exactly.

He knocked gently and carefully on the door, hoping for an answer.