"damn it... just when i thought i had it-"
sena sighs, slowly working through the new formations of the choreography. having to do a complete overhaul of the comeback on such short notice was by far something sena did not expect, and especially when the idol feels the least confident she's ever felt about her dancing abilities.
learning the choreography already takes her long enough- despite being the leader, she often feels like she needs to put in much more effort than the other members to remember the formations and movements.
at the very least, she's glad they're not starting from scratch. the base is there, it's just the formations. but even just re-learning the formations is like re-learning choreography for sena, the girl rewinding the guide video over and over again just to figure out exactly where she's supposed to be standing at that one part.
she does realize that maybe she's overthinking, and that's why it's so difficult. but overthinking isn't something the girl can help, at least not without hiring a therapist and actually admitting to herself that the problem is her, but there's no time for that. she has three weeks to learn these new formations.
so, she finds herself at the company building in the wee hours of the morning, refusing to go home and get rest until she has at least half the formations memorized; something that has taken her far too long to do. she feels like she should've been done hours ago, and yet here she is, struggling through the motions.
finally, at 2am, the girl gives up. she takes a deep breath, shuts the tablet off, and defeatedly grabs her bag and makes her way out of the building. she knows at this point, any further attempts will be forgotten by the morning, as she struggles to keep her eyes open as she passes through the dark and eerie lobby of the building. at least she's gotten about a third of the way through- albeit not confidently. but tomorrow is a new day, and all she can do is push through it. the show must go on.
