The members’ faces turned bright red like a tomato, and Yeon-Hoon’s face burned up. Even Woon, who cared the most about his fashion among us, glared at me.0

‘I feel a bit bad.’ I wondered if I should have let them choose their clothes, but then I thought, ‘No, it’s better than being late.’0

Besides how we were doing in the show, we were still rookies; no, not even rookies but a pre-debut group. It was ridiculous to be late with our current status. Of course, I had no intention of being late even if I had more experience either.0

‘…And isn’t this actually an advantage?’ I had thought this might actually be advantageous for us since we were the only ones who hadn’t dressed up among all the groups.0

‘We’ll stand out much more.’ I thought we’d already shown our cool and cute sides from our previous performance, and we also had Yeon-Hoon’s god-tier visuals. Thus, I thought it might be better to appear like this once or twice to make us feel more approachable, and I thought we needed to own our looks despite our embarrassment.0

“Um, you didn’t forget that we had shooting today, right?” Bleshu’s leader, Han Do-Young asked.0

I wondered if he was picking a fight with us, but he seemed to have no ill intentions. Although his question seemed to be asked out of genuine...0