#150
Are you sick?

"Don't get too excited. Look at the kids over there."

On the way back to the waiting room, Lee Ju-hyuk made an impression on the members and said.

"Okay, let's restrain ourselves now. Even the cider has run out of steam by this time." (cider - the feeling of satisfaction when a villain is suffering.)

Kim Hyun also pressed Park Jin-hyuk and Jo Tae-woong's shoulders. Anyway, the person involved was staying still, but the people around him were more chaotic.

There are people gathered in front of the door of Awy's waiting room. It's MyKit.

"Hyung."

"Yeah."

They greeted each other with high-fives and light thumps on the shoulders. MyKit found Ian at the back of the members and raised their hands above their head like believers who had seen the leader.

"Nari!"

Mykit entered the waiting room, holding Ian's shoulder and arm.

"Hey, the drama was really awesome."

"Even a man would fall in love."

Ian chuckled. Every person he met was a mess.

My Kit nodded to Awy's staff and sat down.

"I heard that Se On is also active on talk shows?"

"That's right. An entertainer is an entertainer."

Ian tapped the shoulder of Park Seon sitting next to him.

"That... Is the hateful character your method acting?"

"There is a script, and there are also things I ad-lib. Usually, PD-nim makes it."

"Let's not mess with Seon."

As the members of Awy became solemn, Park Seon smiled faintly. His expression seemed more rigid than before.

Ian, who noticed the meaning of Park Se-on's expression, asked indirectly.

"What's going on?"

"There are a lot of places that call me when I set the concept like this, but the response was that great."

"Ah... it should be hard."

These days, he has to be careful with the concept for broadcasting. Most of the opinions were that viewers are uncomfortable even if it was slightly out of sync.

Since it has been a long time since a hateful character who can tolerate the reaction of being uncomfortable has risen to the surface, there are quite a few places that call Park Se-on.

"Still, you have to persevere. You still have an album coming out soon."

"Oh, finally."

Park Se-on eyes shone.

Their agency made MyKit debut as a digital single, and since the reaction was more boring than expected, they immediately sent them to Japan.

So MyKit sold albums in Japan to sell them in various events such as autograph signings and hugs, but they don't have a Korean album yet.

'Still, I'm glad the agency took care of it.'

The reason My Kit, who had few albums and activities, is able to appear on the stage at the end of this year was because their agency hurriedly released a digital single as they became a hot topic at the Olympic Games.

"It'll turn out okay."

And finally, the actual album is coming out. When Ian held out his fist, Park Seon smiled and joined his fists.

MyKit Kim Chul-Min jumped up.

"Since we haven't been together in a while, we should do the mafia."

"Should we?"

Lee Ju-hyuk noticed Kim Myung-jin, who is leaning against the door. Kim Myung-jin nodded his head and blew a sign.

"Ah... we can't do it now. We have to go to rehearsal."

"Oh, haven't you rehearsed yet? Then we'll go to our waiting room for now."

Mykit Lee Chi-hoon made a sad face. Kim Chul-min put his hand on Lee Chi-hoon's shoulder and waved his hand at Awy.

"Let's do it later."

However, Awy and Mykit couldn't get together and play the mafia game like before.

"It's time for the rehearsal of Awy."

Awy, who is in the last order and has to sing three songs, came up on stage with a name tag on their chest.

"Let's do it one more time."

"Yes!"

Since it's three songs, the rehearsal took a long time.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Awy covered with sweat and had dry lips, wanted to just lie down on the stage, but they have to quickly clear the stage for the next rehearsal singer.

"Awy, you did a great job at the rehearsal. Come here."

At the end of the year, the producers wiggled their hands. Awy have to head to the audience seats without even having time to wipe off the sweat from the intense dancing. There are a few people sitting in the audience, so-called baeknyeo.

>Someone who can enter the waiting room or backstage with back

baek = connections

Usually, people who enter through friendship with a celebrity are called acquaintances, and those who enter because they know a person who is a fan are called baeknyeo.

'Ah... Here's an estimate.'

The members of Awy, who managed the harden expressions, approached them and greeted them.

"Have a chat with them."

"Hello."

A lot of these people come to their concerts, but they also come to them on music shows.

Since there is no audience, there is no need to notice the audience, so did you sing it to your heart's content? It felt like more people gathered than usual.

"Wow, he's handsome."

"I'm a fan~"

"But I guess you knew we were here, unni. You're really working hard at rehearsal~"

It was a nuance like 'You knew we are here and you guys are working harder~'.

Do they want to enjoy the privilege of being different from others? Ju Hyuk smiled.

"We also do rehearsals like the actual show."

It contained the inner meaning of 'It's not because of you.' Whether they understood the meaning, or if they knew but pretended not to know, they silently and shyly smiled and pressed close to Awy.

In particular, a lot of people flocked to Ian, who created a national craze with 'Heebin Jang-ssi'.

"I watched the drama very well."

"The real thing (in person) is more handsome."

"Thank you."

Ian greeted them with a polite smile. They came through a broadcasting station official, so you shouldn't show a bad mood.

They smiled shyly and took out their cellphones from their bags. The broadcasting station staff, who have been watching from afar, hurriedly approached Awy.

"Can we take a picture together?"

"Photography seems difficult."

The staff standing next to them immediately sanctioned. As soon as photos from the scene are posted on social media, the protests from the fandom that will flock to the broadcasting station will be staggering.

"I won't upload it anywhere, so I'll watch it alone."

"It doesn't work though. Sorry."

Most of them were taking photos to show off, so there was no one who didn't post them on social media, even though they're the only one who saw them. One of the girls frowned.

"Hey, do you know who I am?"

[A fixed repertoire has appeared.]

'If you see my face, just go... .'

Ian, who was caught in the middle and couldn't do anything about it, gave a troubled smile.

"Guys!"

"The manager is calling... We'll be on our way."

Kim Myung-jin, noticing the situation, called out to the members. The members who had been waiting for this time greeted each other and quickly came out, and the station staff, who were in a similarly difficult situation, sighed in relief.

"What's going on?"

"Someone came."

"Ah... Good job."

Kim Myung-jin squinted his eyes vaguely.

'If you've been watching, why don't you cheer hard?'

Ian let out a deep sigh. Park Seo Dam muttered in a disgruntled voice, his mouth sticking out.

"Our fans... ."

"Shh."

Ju Hyuk cut off his words. He cautioned the members by bringing his index finger to his lips. Because it is a broadcasting station, many ears will listen to it.

"... Guys, you sound like you have a lot to say, but don't spit it out. You can text me. Or go to the dorm after it's over and do it."

"... all right."

Park Seo-dam nodded his head sullenly. Everyone could guess what he was trying to say.

'Our fans would have wanted to sit there too.'

Baeknyeo filled the spot that fans desperately wanted to come. It was such an unfair world.

Kim Myung-jin smiled pitifully as he looked at the members of A.W.Y whose expressions are not getting better.

"Right now, only the show is left, so take a good rest, guys."

"Yes."

As soon as the members sat down on the chairs in the waiting room, they gulped down water. The staff brought a towel and handed it to the members.

"It's so hard like dying, but how can you even respond to people? Is it just me?""

"Still, I'm glad that Myung-jin hyung called."

Kim Hyun and Park Jin-hyuk grumbled. Lee Ju-hyuk turned on the talk messenger on his cell phone.

"Should I call mykit?"

"Should we?"

At that moment, Ian felt a sense of incongruity.

Originally, the first person to talk loudly after entering the waiting room is Jo Tae-woong, but he is somehow quiet.

"Hey Jo-taeng."

"... ... ."

Jo Tae-woong, who was sitting in the corner, was staring into space with his unfocused eyes. Ian walked up to him and shook his shoulder.

"Uh?"

Jo Tae-woong suddenly raised his head. His complexion is not good. He seemed to be able to see a cold sweat at first glance.

"What's going on? Where are you sick? Aren't you sweating?"

"No, I think the breakfast I just ate made me sick."

When Ian tried to take a closer look at his face, Jo Tae-woong shook his hand and refused.

"Okay? Would you like some medicine?"

"No... finely. I can't do the mafia. Do it without me."

"Where is Tae-woong sick?"

"Are you okay, hyung?"

The rest of the members who were listening to their conversation approached Jo Tae-woong. Jo Tae-woong pressed his chest tightly and frowned.

"Looks like you've been holding on tight."

"Hey, just wait."

Kim Hyun nodded his head. The members, noticing his intention, moved the chairs to make space in the corner.

"Where is our cushion mat?"

"It's here. Guys."

Kim Myung-jin, who was watching, came with both hands full of shopping bags. Ian unfolded the mat inside it, and Kim Hyun and Lee Ju-hyuk rolled up a long padding to make a pillow and spread a blanket.

"Hey, don't sit down. Lie down over there."

"That's right. It's better to sleep when you're not feeling well... Uh-oh, hyung!"

When Jo Tae-woong stumbled to his feet, Park Seo-dam and Kim Ju-young supported him. The members' expressions became serious as they guessed that this is not normal.

"Thank you... . wake me up later... ."

Park Jin-hyuk, who tightly covered the blanket over the lying Jo Tae-woong, looked at the members. Lee Ju-hyuk gave a hand signal to go outside.

"Doesn't Tae-woong need to go to the hospital?"

"He said he's fine for now, so let's just watch."

The members watched Kim Myung-jin sitting next to Jo Tae-woong through the gap in the door.

"We can't make noise when the child is sleeping."

"Since Myeong-jin hyung is looking after him, let's go somewhere."

Lee Ju-hyuk left a message in the group chat room with My Kit. The answer came back saying that it could not be helped that Jo Tae-woong was sick and that it would be done later.

With little time left to prepare for the stage, Ian woke Jo Tae-woong. Jo Tae-woong, who raised his upper body, stared blankly at Ian.

"How are you?"

Ian waved his hand close to his face, waking him up.

"Uh... It's much better."

Jo Tae-woong smiled faintly and raised his thumb. His complexion looked better than before, but he still looked pale.

'Ah... Why are you like this?'

While getting his hair trimmed, Jo Tae-woong clasped his hands tightly and opened them repeatedly as he felt the sweat on his hands.

Members and agency staff gathered around him.

"Can Taewoong hyung perform on stage?"

"If it's hard, you can't do it. It's Sanok, so it'll be fine. Hyung will go and ask for understanding."

Jo Tae-woong waved his hand at the sight of Kim Myung-jin, who seemed to be about to run out of the waiting room.

Jo Tae-woong's nose frowned at the fact that everyone is worried about him. But he couldn't be a nuisance to the team as much as he is. If he leaves, the choreography will also be affected.

"No, it's fine. I will try."

[He's not fine.]

Ian, ignoring Jin's words, carefully observed Jo Tae-woong's expression.

'Are you okay... .'

He's anxious, but in the end, things exploded.

The pre-recorded stage of the group was fine. However, the final ending of the year-end broadcast, where Lee Nam-jin and Lim Tae-woo sang trot while the cast members sang in chorus, was broadcast live.

Awy, who is already popular, should have performed the chorus in a position where they could be easily seen by the camera, but at that moment, Jo Tae-woong's expression came out particularly bad.

-Did you just see the ending? Jo Tae-Woong's face is rotten.

Look at his attitude in front of a big senior like Lee Nam-jin, isn't it too much?

└Is he sick?

└└ Even if it hurts, you have to endure

└ You're making a fuss after taking a screenshot. Hey, watch the video and tell me. That expression was just for a second. wtf

└ But seeing your face rotten by yourself makes me feel bad.

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