The concert had been going perfectly, flashing lights, deafening cheers, and the rhythmic pounding of bass that made the whole stadium feel alive. Lillie Min-Su stood under the blinding glow of the stage, his every move sending waves of hysteria through the crowd. Fans screamed his name, arms raised, voices lost in the chaos of his performance.

And yet, he hated every second of it.

His jaw clenched as he forced another flawless smile, his body moving on autopilot through the carefully choreographed steps. Sing. Smile. Charm. Repeat. It was an endless cycle of suffocating expectations, his mind was reeling as his only thoughts were in the time, when would this be over? he imagined a suddenly atomic bomb crushing down the stadium as everyone explode Oh yes, that would be a sight, he thought to himself as he waved and winked to some random chicks that were crying and stretching towards him, as if he was their god. He felt the need to roll his eyes, but just smiled as he sing, he just had to keep singing after all.

As if a signal from the heavens he suddenly eyed the first line of the VIP area, it wasn't as fancy as the one in Miami, but it was a perfect spot for fans to see him and his gen mates dancing. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, something was wrong. The fans blurred together into a sea of faces, but a particular face stood out for all the wrong reasons. She was unsteady, pale, visibly struggling to stay upright as her body swayed dangerously, and before he could even process it, the fan just collapsed. Ignoring the confused voices in his earpiece, he abandoned his position mid-song, jumping down from the stage in a single fluid motion. Security rushed forward, but he was faster, the girl was already on the ground when he reached her.

His hands were steady as he knelt beside the girl, pressing two fingers to her wrist while the other unbuttoned the collar of her shirt slightly to help her breathe. The rest of the world ceased to exist. There was no concert, no cameras, no screaming fans. He stared at the girl, she had her VIP pass on her neck, with her name and photo, he lifts it up to read the name as he carefully hold her tight against him.

"Hey, stay with me. Look at me." His fingers gently tapped her cheek, checking for responsiveness. "You’re dehydrated. I need you to focus, okay?" he said as he snapped his fingers near her face, trying to keep her awake "Of course. Of all the places to collapse you had to collapse here at my concert, and a VIP fan no less... Perfect." He sighed, shaking his head annoyed as he looks around, where the fuck was the medical care team? fucking useless.

Dehydration. Pulse weak but present. Respiration shallow. Skin cool, slight pallor...possible hypoglycemia? His brain worked fast, faster than it ever did during those meaningless performances, he looked up as he smiled to a fan that was just there, staring at the scene... was she fucking filming? instead of helping? goddammit his eye twitched slightly but he carefully extended his hand "Princess, would you give me your bottle of water, is a medical emergency" he said in a mellow voice as the girl just squeak and gives him the water. Lillie carefully poured some water on her lips as he watched her move lips, reacting to the liquid good, at least she's somewhat conscious he thought to himself, carefully pouring more water on her lips to keep her up. When she finally open her eyes, he let a small genuine smile slip on his lips, moving some hair of her face as he hold her head steady.

"Breathe slowly there what a ride, mn? don't worry you’re not dying, you just need water and glucose... Oh, and before you even think about apologizing, just don’t. Just stay awake."