I summarized Seon Ahyun's difficult explanation.

"So...you turned it on to say hello but you suddenly got scared and turned it off."

"...Ye-yeah."

"Hmm."

Seon Ahyun had his head bowed as if he was a criminal. It was kind of funny sitting on the floor in front of the door and doing this.

"What were you afraid of?"

"I-I think p-people... will h-hate it. "

"If they don't like it they don't have to watch it."

"Th-there were i-insults."

"Hmm, did you see it in the live comments?"

Seon Ahyun nodded his head.

'Another crazy bastard must have come in as soon as the notification went off and started talking bullshit.'

I didn't know why there are so many people who want to cut their lives and hurt others.

'This is frustrating.'

After all, Seon Ahyun must have seen an absurd level of insults when he appeared in .

He endured it well at that time, but the trigger for what happened this time was most likely from the fansign event.

'The fact that comments appear in real-time also seems to have made an impact.'

It was like hearing it face to face.

I shrugged my shoulders and talked.

"Even if it wasn't this job... you won't only meet people who like you unconditionally. There will be people who hate you and there are people who simply enjoy swearing at other people."

"..."

"Of course, it feels bad. It can be scary but... if it's scary enough to make you quit then I think it would be better for you to get some help."

"...!"

"Wouldn't it be better to get counselling now? The promotions are now in the final stage."

"I-I'm fine."

Why is he so stubborn?

I narrowed my eyes.

"It sounds like you just don't want to get counselling."

"...I-it was no use."

Seon Ahyun closed his eyes tightly.

"In, in the past... I f-fixed my stuttering...b-but it's like this again."

"..."

"I-it's no use."

Seon Ahyun bowed his head.

"I, I have to continue living like this..."

"...?"

What kind of extreme-sounding thing is this again?

"Well...Isn't it just that you met a quack?"

"...! A q-quack..."

"And I didn't mean that you had to fix your stuttering. I just meant that it would be better if you got less worried."

"..."

"If you don't believe me then let's call the other guys and vote."

"...?!"

Fortunately, we conducted a questionnaire survey with Seon Ahyun's absent-minded consent to see if there was any trauma in this regard.

First was Ryu Chungwoo.

"I can't say it without hesitation, but...you should continue to rehabilitate yourself in any job. Don't give up until you come to a conclusion. Well thought out."

"...Yes, yes."

Next up were Keun Sejin and Kim Raebin. They were looking at the comments on the fan song in the living room.

"Hey, you should definitely see another doctor. If you tell the company, maybe they will introduce you to a famous doctor? There are many people who worked for other agencies."

"I don't think it's possible to generalize from one previous experience. I think we need to compare and analyze at least five to get credibility."

"I-i-is that so..."

Cha Yujin, who was in the kitchen, didn't quite know what the word 'quack' meant. After explaining the meaning, I asked again.

"Throw away the quack! Meet the new doctor!"

"..."

Although it sounded like a summary of the plot of a daily drama, it was simple and clear.

Finally... I asked Lee Sejin, who was lying on the bed.

An unexpectedly serious answer came back.

"...Every doctor is different. There are those who want to get paid for just talking... but there are also good people."

"Yes, yes."

"If the doctor isn't a good fit, it's better to change it quickly... I didn't do it for a long time either."

And while hesitating, Lee Sejin added quietly.

"...Do your best."

"-!! Yes, yes!"

It was an unexpected shot of support.

Well, this was the end of the investigation. I crossed my arms and asked again.

"What do you say?"

Seon Ahyun grumbled and agonized over whether he still felt quite the same this time.

And soon, he clenched his fists and said.

"...Th-then... When pr-promotions are over, I'll talk about it right away."

"Will you? Okay."

"...Y-yeah!"

"Then inform your parents."

"Huhh?!"

It was good to put it off when the schedule approached again.

I sat down and waited until Seon Ahyun contacted his parents and informed them of his counselling plans.

As Seon Ahyun said it himself, he ended up sending the text message while sweating, and his parents instantly responded.

Thus, Seon Ahyun's counselling schedule was successfully set.

"Well done."

"Ye- yeah..."

He looked puzzled about what just happened. I gave him a pat on the back and returned to my room.

And that evening, I received an unexpected thank-you call from Seon Ahyun's parents. It seemed that Seon Ahyun told them that I persuaded him.

'...Did he have to?'

It was a bit embarrassing.

They seemed a bit choked up, and after hearing them talk around a few times, a thank you followed again.

"It's nothing. I was just bringing it up."

From what I picked up after that, soon after Seon Ahyun's relapse, he seemed to have heard several abusive remarks that told him he would continue to live like that.

I could bet my balance that it must have been at school. There wasn't much else.

'As expected, the relationship among his peers was the problem.'

Anyway, I politely ended the phone call with Seon Ahyun's parents.

Well, I'm going through all sorts of things.

I put my arms on the railing of the veranda where I came out to take the phone call quietly and felt the summer breeze.

'...I'm tired. The breeze feels cool.'

That's how the long group life came to an end.

* * *

The last music show ended well without any major problems.

"Everyone seems to like wearing the shorts."

"I-it's easy to move in so it's good."

I also liked it because it felt cool.

Although Keun Sejin, who had to get down to his knees for a move at the end, might have thought differently.

After uploading the last group photo on social media, I really could feel that this was the end of my first promotion.

"We're on vacation starting tomorrow."

"I'm excited~"

"I can go home after a long time."

Everyone looked excited at Ryu Chungwoo's words.

That's right. The agency gave us a vacation just like according to their media play.

Only four days.

'The ones who live in a rural area are lucky to go home to eat and rest.'

I still wanted something like this. While preparing for the music show, according to what I picked up, there seemed to be a lot of people who gave proposals and prepared the next album.

And as soon as we finished filming the commercial that evening, TeStar members arrived at the dormitory after skipping meals and went home one by one with their luggage.

"Then I'll see you all in a few days~"

"See you!"

"See you again in good health."

"B-bye..."

At the same time, Seon Ahyun closed the creaking door and disappeared, making me wonder if he was too worried about going to counselling.

Creak, clack.

The front door was closed.

Like that, I was left alone in the dorm.

'...It's relaxing.'

The thought of spending four days quietly by myself in this large space already made me feel full of energy.

I sighed in relief and lay down on the sofa.

'I'll lie down for a bit, get up, eat... then I'll do some detailed monitoring... '

...with that though, I fell asleep.

And that evening.

I woke up in the living room and realized that something was wrong.

I couldn't move my body.

It was the same symptom I experienced after the first filming of. I had an awful body ache.

'...I feel like dying.'

It was even worse than back then. My brain seemed to be done.

At first, I tried to do something but soon realized that I wasn't in such a situation.

'Why is it hard to even watch TV?'

I reached with my hand which felt heavy and turned off the TV that had WeTube on.

I was trying to monitor the trailer for an episode of where I appeared with Chungryeo, but didn't even know what I was looking at. I had a throbbing headache.

'...Let's check my heat.'

Beep.

This is crazy.

I searched for the thermometer in the container and found painkillers, and ate them for now.

It was horribly bitter but after a while, the pain subsided a little.

This enabled me to think more productively.

'...The manager is also taking a break.'

This wasn't bad enough to contact the agency. It was just that when the tension in my body was released, the problems accumulated by overwork exploded all at once.

'For now... I need to recuperate myself while on vacation.'

It's the same as resting anyway, but resting because I was sick wasn't very enjoyable. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do.

'Let's make porridge in advance since I have more energy.'

I boiled white porridge with a bowl of instant rice, and after a few drinks, I went to lie down on the bed.

'First of all... the reactions to the performance.'

The individual fancams of the comeback stage uploaded at Music Bomb have already accumulated quite a few views. Perhaps there was a subtle competition between individual fans.

'...I also got over a million views.'

It was worth it to raise the dance stats. I smiled faintly and clicked on the video.

I just moved naturally because we were all doing it together. Since I didn't have the basics down.

'Still, this feels good.'

I guess this is why you give up the work-life balance for your work.

There were also quite a few English comments, but since I couldn't think straight at the moment I couldn't read them well. I moved on to the next thing.

I did this regularly, but I haven't done it much these days because I had a lot of other things to do.

Let's search for 'Park Moondae' on social media.

"..."

Like last time, videos, photos, and fan art poured out.

To be honest, it didn't feel real that so many people were interested in me.

But it was fun to look at each one. I slowly scrolled down the timeline to see what they were talking about.

Then I discovered some unusual things.

"..."

I could feel their strong will for me to search and see this post through the screen.

Below that, there were people busy fighting each other and people telling them to stop doing it.

'My god.'

I couldn't help but laugh. For the next album, I should get a vote for the change of my hair colour.

"Then next..."

Did I just talk out loud?

I blinked and looked at the smartphone screen. It seemed a little blurry...

My head was aching. It seemed like the medicine's effect stopped working.

'Fuck.'

This was seriously awfully difficult.

I was stuck in bed in a daze. Whatever. I'll get better after a nap...

That's where my thoughts were cut off.

* * *

My body felt heavy. It seemed that I got paralyzed in my sleep.

...I heard someone's voice.

"...dae? Hey! Park Moondae!!"

"..."

In an instant, my mind came back.