3 years later...

"1... 2... Stop stop stop!! Yah, guys, can you concentrate??" The dance instructor barked at the bunch of teenage boys in the practice room as they lowered their heads in shame. "I'm not going to continue until you guys do something about your attitude. Hanbin, Bobby, you better discipline them well!" Storming out while cursing under his breath, the door closed behind the instructor with a loud slam, and B.I sat down on the floor, running a hand through his hair with a long sigh. 

"Guys...." A hand tugged at his hair in frustration as Hanbin's eyes flickered up to meet the faces of the other trainees. That laid-back attitude held by his temporary team mates was getting on his nerves. They did not seem to understand the purpose behind all these practices, and did not seem to possess as strong a yearn to debut compared to Hanbin and Bobby.  "I've went through this a lot of times. If we don't concentrate, how can we get through the next evaluation?" His brows furrowed at the thought of the other strong trainee groups that had surfaced from the past few months, and new trainees who were joining the company every other week or so. "We're not the best in this company, so can you all please work harder?"

"Hey." A warm hand rested on Hanbin's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze as the highly recognizable voice of his trusty buddy spoke. "Don't stress yourself out too much. I'm with you, brother." A small smile surfaced on Hanbin's face as his buddy's words broke down that invisible wall he had built up in front of others. "Okay come on guys, let's continue practicing!" His good friend cheered on, encouraging everyone else to get up on their feet to finish their dance practice. Watching his good friend from his own position, Hanbin could not help but feel more reassured about his trainee life in YG. The two of them had entered the company around the same time with a year difference in age, and Hanbin had looked up to