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Minju woke up, a regular day.
She went into the dorm room she shares with all five girls.
She decided to eat some breakfast, as she had a pretty busy day today.
She had dance practice and then had to film a Pink Cabinet episode.
It was still pretty early on into the show starting, but she was still having a lot of fun filming the episodes.
Today she was a little nervous, as it was BOYNEXTDOOR, a group from HYBE that the ILLIT girls loved listening to and watching.
She climbed out of her thoughts and finished making breakfast.
Yunah, walking out of her and Minju’s shared room, noticed the smell of freshly cooked porridge.
“That smells delicious.” Yunah said while sniffing the air.
“Good thing I made some for everyone.”
Minju giggled.
“Are you excited for your new episode today?” Yunah said while nudging Minju’s shoulder.
Minju rolled her eyes, “Of course I am. I’m loving meeting all these idols.”
“No, no. I mean Leehan. I saw you eyeing him at Music Bank the other day.” Yunah smirked
Minju paused. Had anyone else seen? If they had… oh crap. The dating rumors.
Both groups had comebacks around the same time, and promotions for both groups were around the same time as well.
“Shut up.” Minju said, face and ears red.
Yunah just giggled.
By that time, the rest of the girls started to file out of the rooms, eyes lighting up as they smelled the food.
They finished up and went to go get ready for their long practice.
All the girls were sweaty and exhausted halfway into practice.
But Minju’s mind was somewhere else.
What if people did see?
The girls headed back after a long, sweaty practice.
Minju got back and immediately went to the shower.
She ran her hands over her face as her mind ran.
What’s going to happen tonight?
What if she says something wrong?
What if he ends up hating her?
What if the company notices?
What if-
Shut up Minju.
She finishes her shower, tears in her eyes, mind racing, terrified.
She does not want to go tonight.
But she has to. No denying it.
Another question pops on her mind; what if he likes her back and it goes well?
The question floats in her mind as she dries off.
It’s still on her while she’s getting styled.
Still there when getting her makeup on.
Still there when she’s setting up her set.
Hell, even still there as she’s knocking on the practice room for BOYNEXTDOOR