Closing the rooms at night was one of the duties you had to perform at the camp and you hated it. On a fruitful Friday where you could have been getting an extra hour of sleep, you had to trudge along unwillingly to check around the practice rooms at midnight before stumbling upon a room where you saw your group member Junho sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest as he continued to mumble the lines he was supposed to memorize for the evaluation the group had next week. He had his knees to his chest and earphones plugged into his ears from an iPod, meaning you couldn't call him to announce that you would turn off the lights. You sigh as you walk into the room, trying to make your presence known so that he could get a hint that you were there to close the room for the night.

Junho was never the outgoing person in your group, he would always remain quiet and reserved, which served both ways for you and your brother, Seungwoo who was made the group leader. He could annoy both of you because he would never voice out where he was lacking or where he couldn't cope with, but he wasn't too chaotic so the both of you cut some slack for him, knowing he wasn't intentionally being cold, he....he was just too shy to speak up.