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It was well past 2 AM by the time Jin-Sung and I managed to smooth things over and exchange a few words. A lingering bittersweetness filled the air as we finally called it a night, but we had wrapped up everything that needed to be addressed.
The next day, all the members, the choreographer, and the team staff collectively agreed to lower the difficulty of the choreography during the chorus while opting for more eye-catching movements.
Time wasn't on our side, as we had roughly three days to master it. Despite the tight schedule, a marathon practice session ensured that we were ready with a polished routine for the music video.
A week after the tiff with Jin-Sung, I found myself back in the salon chair, bracing against the familiar sting of bleaching. “Noona, I seriously can't endure this anymore."
“Is it too painful? Burning, right?" asked the stylist. Shuddering, I nodded, and the stylist checked my hair before nodding in agreement. “Let's go wash it out."
Since there hadn't been any stage performances, I had let my black hair grow out. The agony of getting my hair...
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