After months of continuous preparing and practicing the day has finally arrived. The day of the Award Ceremony. This year they decided to move the special performances to come before the individual group and solo artist performances, so all of us who are performing during the special stage move backstage.

(Jina Outfit for the Final Performance)

I notice everyone around me beginning to stretch and the nervousness of dancing on stage becomes prominent. Suddenly everything seems to become real again, and the clouds I was floating on for the past weeks seem to have disappeared. My breathing begins to get faster again and I try to pull myself together as I notice Minho walking towards me with a smile on his face.

He notices me clearly having trouble trying pull myself together and asks if I'm alright. I nod unconvincingly and before I know it I feel him strongly grab my hands as he quietly takes me to a small storage room backstage. My manager was coming to help me but moved away as he saw Minho and instead stands in front of the door a few feet away guarding it. I begin breaking down as I'm in the dark room and he grabs my shoulders and gently shakes me. I try to stand up but the feeling in my legs leaves slowly as the memories come flashing back furiously.

FLASHBACK START: (could be sensitive content; read with caution traumatizing event)

I begin walking home with a happy smile on my face that I've found myself something I love so much. The dance class had gone amazingly and now it was time for the final rehearsal on stage! I spin around the stage immersed in my touching ballet performance and I don't notice the people rushing in front of the stage telling me to move. I hear a noise from above and before I know it a giant diamond Chandelier from 50 feet above is coming at me at full speed. I try my best to get out of the way but my feet are too slow and the Chandelier falls on me. I find myself covered in glass with my feet warped into the metal of the giant light. The next thing I remember is lying in a hospital bed being told that for the next few years dancing would be out of the question and that I should be grateful if I can even gain full feeling in my legs.

FLASHBACK END:

Minho looks into my eyes as I end up spilling out my whole story to him. I'm in tears and his arms tighten around me as he pulls my head to his chest. I yell quietly in pain as I remember how the how the way I found to express myself had been taken away from me. He pulls my head back and looks at me with passion in his eyes. His hands cup around my face as he speaks.

"You are the only one who can help overcome your past" he says

I look at him confused and frazzled.

"The only way to get over your fear is to face it with your own motivation. Anyone telling you to face your fears won't to anything" he continues

"Only if you believe in yourself will you be able to overcome this."

I nod my head passionately with tears running down my face and he wipes my tears with his thumbs.

He stares deeply into my eyes and asks if I'm ready to do this. I take a deep breath and convince myself that I need to do this for myself. For some strange reason, Minho's words give me courage that no ones words have ever gave me. I give a small nod and with motivation take myself out of his arms and head out the door to face my destiny.