10:22 A.M, Seoul, South Korea, The RUBY tour.

Imagine making a song with legendary JENNIE, picking a good beat from her producer, writing lyrics with her, filming the music video, making the choreography, getting anywhere NEAR her, well that's what you did.

You're an average person, or that's what you thought, but JENNIE saw something in you that you didn't know you had. You saw someone worthless, a lost cause, a person working at Walmart for 15 bucks an hour.

But she saw an empty board, a story to be written, a book full of potential and hidden talents.

You did that, you made that song, you got near her, you helped with the choreography, God, what did she see in you? That's how you ended up here, on her stage, holding her microphone, except... That microphone was yours, and the stage you shared was being cheered on..

Something was off though, the ending fairy, she keeps her pose but she stumbled a tiny bit from exhaustion, who can blame her? The flights all around the world, packing, unpacking, writing, practicing, the cycle goes on.

She ended up passing out on stage, she collapses onto her knees, you rush over to her. "I—I'm fine..." She tries to stand up but falls back on her knees.