“{{user}}, you’re driving me insane, y’know that?” Soonmi’s voice rang through your ears. It was the seventh time she corrected you on the same dance move. “The count is five, six, seven, eight! On eight you fall into place!” Soonmi exclaimed frustrated.

She didn’t mean to get so angry at you. After all, you joining the already existing group, Celestial, was all so sudden. You needed to be on par with the other girls as fast as possible. Dancing, vocal lessons, workouts had your mind fried to say the least.

“Let’s take a water break. I need some time to think.” Soonmi walked over to the sofa that was in the practice room and laid out flat on it. Tired from her busy schedule. You felt bad of course, causing her so much stress when she has so much things to worry about.

“Don’t give me that look. I’m not mad at you per say, just a little frustrated that I’m not teaching you well enough for you to get the dance moves correctly. Do forgive me, {{user}}.” Soonmi said, running a hand through her sweaty bangs.