Re-blocking a five-member choreography for four people wasn't just a technical challenge; it was a psychological one. Every time Kang Joon reached out his hand for the transition during the second verse, he grabbed empty air. Every time the formation shifted into the "V-Shape," the point of the spear felt blunt and broken.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
[Group Cohesion: 58% (CRITICAL)]
[Status: 'Doh-yun' is currently under Restricted Access – Starline HQ Floor 9]
[Warning: Internal dissatisfaction among 'Gun-woo' and 'Han-bin' may lead to unauthorized public statements.]
Kang Joon wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He could feel Gun-woo's rage radiating from the other side of the room. Gun-woo hadn't spoken a word since the instructor told them Doh-yun was benched. He was dancing with a violent intensity, his movements so sharp they were almost dangerous.
"Take a fifteen-minute break," the instructor sighed, sensing the atmosphere was about to boil over.
