Backstage at the NTV MVAs, the atmosphere was chaotic—crew members ran back and forth, frantically checking equipment, while artists and their entourages filled the space.
It was a display of glamour and wealth, each artist decked out in designer clothing, surrounded by managers, stylists, and assistants.
The boys of DAWN, however, stood out—not because they were flashy, but because they were noticeably...modest.
Ren glanced around, taking in the scene. "It's crazy back here," he muttered, nudging June. "Look at the setups for these other artists."
June took it all in, his expression unreadable.
Enormous prop pieces were being wheeled in for the next act—a full castle facade that would be used for a fantasy-themed performance.
Meanwhile, in their small corner, DAWN had only a few staff members and no extravagant props. Their performance was going to be bare-bones.
Just them and the stage.
