"Ah Reum-ah, can you get that big box for me?" Min-jun gasped, struggling to catch his breath as he leaned against the wall.
"For what?" Ah Reum asked, wiping the sweat from her face as she plopped down on a nearby chair.
"I think I'm going to die. Just bury me after I crawl into the box," Min-jun said dramatically, earning a laugh from the others.
Ah Reum smirked. "You can die whenever you like, but not before the show. By the way, guys, I got us the last three slots for our segments! We're finishing with a bang."
Cheers, and a loud round of applause filled the room.
"Woah, that's awesome! I'm sure we'll win the cup this time," Cho Beom-in chimed in, handing out water bottles to everyone.
As Min-jun gratefully accepted a bottle, he scanned the room. "Has anyone seen Seung-joon?"
Ah Reum, now rummaging through her snack bag, glanced up. "I think he went to grab some drinks from the vending machine."
