"I just hope I don’t tear my pants apart in the middle of a performance," Seungyoon suddenly opens up about one of his biggest fears, but knows that it’ll probably come off as a joke so he laughs after admitting so. With a quiet sigh, his pose is a bit reminiscent of Dara’s signature look when he pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head quickly. "Here’s to a good start.. no pants ripping, excessive sweating, accidental loud farting, mic set falling… tripping— Jesus, noona. I’m gonna die!"
As he was panicking about all the things that could go wrong under the sun, her eyes widened and she shook her head before chuckling. "None of these will happen unless you lose your focus which you won't because I'm sure you've trained very hard--at the end of the day, you've actually made the group so just think about how much talent you have!" She gave him a thumbs up hoping that her words would be encouraging. "So, any plans for today?"

















