"IF WE stay absolutely still, it won't sense us..."
Yixing didn't know what to expect when he entered the room of 'the guys'. Maybe something like dudes in tuxes toiling away at high-tec mission control desks, perhaps warriors training in spacesuits with cool weapons, or a galactic troop flanking a giant robot named RF_05.
Whatever may it be, it was definitely not seven sleepover-dressed guys chilling in a cramped room that could be easily mistaken for a college dormitory.
Yixing has to blink a couple times, asking himself if this is really what he's seeing. All heads had turned to him and everyone froze. He doesn't like this many eyes on him, especially when he can't even take in all of the room.
