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The blonde sat alone in the empty dance studio, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, beads of sweat dripping from his hair, to his forehead, and finally onto the polished vinyl floor. He had spent countless hours that day - that week- trying to perfect the choreography of "D.D.D." by The Boyz, and the physical exhaustion was beginning to take its toll on him.
This week had been terrible, and he couldn't wait for it to be over.. The pressure of upcoming performances, coupled with the relentless schedule of practice sessions, had left him feeling drained. His body ached from the relentless rehearsals, but the emotional fatigue was even more overwhelming. Misunderstandings with friends, miscommunications with family, and the weight of his own high expectations pressed down on him hard.
The studio was dimly lit, with the only light coming from the large mirror-lined wall reflecting his tired expression back at him. Jaejin replayed the dance steps in his mind over and over. He had been at this for so long. the complex footwork, the sharp movements, the fluid transitions. He had gone over it countless times, analyzing every detail, yet, no matter how hard he tried, he felt like he was falling short.
He closed his eyes, trying to block out the lights and the music of "D.D.D." on loop in the background. The upbeat rhythm threatened to bring the bubbling irritation in him to the surface. Jaejin knew he had to push through, to keep going despite the setbacks, but it was becoming harder to find the strength.
With a deep sigh, he finally let himself collapse onto the floor, the cool surface connecting with his sweat-covered back. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his cell phone and paused the blaring music. In the silence, he could feel his thoughts calming and his body began to relax.
Finally, he covers his eyes with his arm, welcoming the darkness to take him for the next few moments.

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