The main entrance churned with chaos as trainees converged on the compound gates, production staff darting between us with clipboards and headsets.
"Team Heaven, Bus One!"
"Hell and Demons, Bus Two!"
I spotted Haejun near the front. Our eyes met briefly before a production assistant stepped between us.
"Team Phantom!"
My pulse spiked.
"Team Gothic Vampire!"
Haejun's team.
"Team Witchcraft and Ritual!"
Ren's team.
"Bus Three! Move, move!"
I climbed onto Bus Three and immediately scanned for empty seats.
None.
Every window spot occupied. Ren caught my eye from the back row, giving me a tiny amused look—but his seatmate, a lanky trainee from Team Witchcraft, had already claimed the space beside him.
Haejun sat halfway up, his posture rigid, another Gothic Vampire teammate pressed against the window.
Then I saw it.
The last available seat.
Beside Hyunki.
Of course.
Because apparently surviving the live stage wasn't enough punishment for one day.
