;Nara’s  POV         I bit my lower lip hard, goosebumps under my skin as I nervously glanced at the people frowning at me. The vocal trainers weren't clearly impressed at my singing, including the girls. Much worse was that, all the B.A.P boys were here to watch. Inhaling a deep breath wouldn't even help me. It was like the air in the room became suddenly thick that made breathing so hard for me.   Daehyun's eyes were on me. He was wearing a bewildered expression. I could feel the tears in my eyes but I blinked them back. I don't want to cry. I don't want to show them that I'm not Hara. I will hold my tongue as much as I can.   "What's wrong with you, Hara?" One of the trainers frowned at me. "C'mon, you're a main vocal. Work a lot on it! You have two weeks left before your debut. This isn't a joke, Hara. If you don't want to be the main vocal just tell us, we will give the oppportunity to Sara."   "Hara's probably just tired." Minjee as she looked at me, trying to defend me.   "Yeah," Ara nodded her head. "Let's just give her more time. I'm sure—"   "Stop defending her!" Ara held her head down when the vocal trainer shouted at her. I felt bad all over.   "Please don't shout at anyone..." I said, and the trainer glared at me.   "This is not a joke, Hara—"   "I know..." I cut her off.   "Then work hard on it!" She yelled, loud enough that made me held my head low on the ground.   "Noona..." It was Daehyun. I looked up at him. Even though he defended me, he couldn't get that confused look on his face. No, it was more than a confused look. I couldn't put my fingers on it but I feel like he was...judging me?   Oh, God.   She shook her head at him. "I'm sorr