The roar of the crowd washed over me as we wrapped up "God’s Menu." My heart raced, but as Lee Know, I knew how to focus—how to block out everything and pour my energy into the performance. I glanced over at Jisung, my close friend, and saw his hand pressed to his chest, his breathing uneven. It was clear he was about to have an anxiety attack. My heart ached, but I couldn’t help him right now. "S-Class" was coming up, and we had to deliver. Stray Kids always had each other's backs, and I’d make sure Jisung was okay after.