Switched Bodies with My Bias???

Closing In

Your POV:

"We're here." The bus stopped as Chan spoke.

Great another day of practicing.

Practicing for what?

I'm still going to fail.

I don't even know what they're doing and I'm not even close to their level.

Everyone was heading straight to the recording studio.

Uh oh.

Chan and Woojin handed out to everyone these scripts.

"You know the drill." Chan said.

No. I don't know the drill.

I look around frantically as my heart pounds in my chest. 

I'm going to be completely embarrassed when it's my turn to record. 

I am tired of having all of these anxiety attacks.

I'm never calm anymore.

I'm always on edge.

Seungmin is the first to enter the small recording booth.

Crap. Crap. Crap. I look at my lines.

They're all in Korean.

I can't read this....

I'm looking at the other members peacefully reading their papers.

I look over at my highlighted parts again and my head starts to feel light.

No snap out of this.

I stand up and my body immediately forces me to sit down.

I-I can't breathe.

I touch my throat.

Why-Why can't I speak... where's my voice?

I see a blur of colors and my eyes start to shut.

The darkness closing in on me.

"Felix....Felix...Felix."