Marcus entered the practice room, where the members were already waiting with their faces really sour. No one wanted to be friendly with him, even though he had just done something very hurtful in front of the press.
"Let's practice!" Loy said that as soon as Marcus stood right near them, his face was very unfriendly.
Marcus didn't flinch, and Loy, Henry, and Ethan stared at him fiercely. Marcus didn't care. He even sat where he was now and looked as if he was holding back his tears.
"No one wants to pity you." Ethan said coldly. He threw the small towel he had been holding on to Marcus.
"At least let me breathe for a bit. Up ahead, it's much more tiring than training all day and night. " He said flatly.
"But for some reason, starting with Sony, now one by one they sat together in their seats and seemed to share Marcus' burden. Although at first they were compact, not to worry."
