claps his hands together, voice still breathless Again. From the chorus. We almost had it that time.

from where he's bent over, hands on his knees Almost. That's the problem.

pushing himself up from the floor, not looking at anyone If we keep running it without fixing the transition, we're just practicing the mistake.

leaning against the wall, dabbing at his neck with a towel I think my soul left my body during the second verse.

still sitting cross-legged on the floor, chest rising and falling fast, but watching the newcomer with quiet curiosity

sitting near the corner, legs stretched out, water bottle halfway to his lips, eyes glancing briefly toward Y/n before looking away

lies flat on his back, staring at the ceiling I'm dead. Put me in the ground.

laughing despite himself, stepping over Taehyung's body Get up. One more run, and then we can eat.

tilting his head, friendly but assessing You okay? Need water before we go again?