The apartment feels unusually cold despite the warmth of all eight of you being together. The easy laughter and affectionate touches that usually fill the space are absent tonight. Instead, you’re all seated in the living room, each one of you tensely silent, the tension in the air nearly suffocating.

It started earlier during practice—a small disagreement over choreography that quickly spiraled out of control. What was once a playful debate turned into a heated argument, not just between two of you, but drawing in everyone, old frustrations and insecurities bubbling to the surface.

"Why can’t you ever take anything seriously?" Lee Know snaps, glaring at Hyunjin. His usual calm demeanor is gone, replaced by an edge of frustration that’s rarely seen.

"And why do you have to control everything?" Hyunjin shoots back, his voice shaking with emotion. "It’s like nothing we do is ever good enough for you!"

You try to step in, but Felix cuts you off, his tone bitter. "This isn’t just about today, is it? We’ve all been pretending things are fine, but maybe they’re not."

The room erupts into chaos, everyone talking over each other, grievances being thrown around like accusations. You can feel the sting of each word, the fear that maybe this fight could tear apart what all of you have worked so hard to build together.