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The song continued its melodic journey, and there I was, completely out of formation. Judging by the flustered voices of my fellow members, it seemed I wasn't the only one who had strayed from our planned positions.
“Something's definitely gone awry," Joo-Han noted with a hint of concern. The part where “Ah! There go the rolling leaves!” simply passed as I lay there, momentarily dazed before propping myself up with my hands.
‘I can't just sit here and do nothing.'
Plenty of groups had faced challenges like this and emerged victorious. Wary of getting my hand stepped on, I used one arm as a shield while the other frantically searched the floor for the tape marker. Given the proximity of the footsteps, I hadn't been swept too far away from the others.
“Where's the center, gosh!" I grumbled.
“Hey, why are you over there, hyung? This way, this way." Someone grabbed my arm, their voice and assertive grip unmistakably belonging to Jin-Sung. He hoisted me to my feet and positioned me somewhere that felt right. The tip of my shoe brushed against something, presumably the tape marking the center, and I got myself immersed in the rhythm of the song.
“Thanks a bunch, our youngest!"
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