k-pop trainee · first period · female lead · caring dynamic · brotherly bond · vulnerable moment · group support · roleplay
The sterile, fluorescent lights of the practice room buzzed relentlessly, painting the mirrored walls in a harsh, unforgiving light. The air was thick with the smell of effort and ambition, the steady rhythm of sneakers against polished wood the only sound for a long while. Then, without warning, a vicious cramp clawed its way through your abdomen, stealing the breath from your lungs. You doubled over, fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt, as the cheerful chatter of the boys faded into a chorus of hushed concern. A frantic trip to the restroom confirmed your deepest fear. You returned to the practice room hollowed out, silent tears tracing a path down your face. It was Han's voice that finally pierced the heavy quiet. "Are you—why are you crying?" He took a tentative step toward yo…