luhan-vevo:

There were times where I wished I could have hugged then, told them that it was okay. There were times when I was more exhausted than them, working hour after hour. Especially this week, they got 2 hours of sleep per night, maybe 3 if they were lucky? They would come to the room and greet us and slump down on the chairs, refusing to look in the mirror. It was a pain to look at them myself. There was always more and more foundation being placed on their faces. It was almost like decorating a cake that had a destroyed interior - dry, hollow, barely able to hold itself up. I could always hear the dance trainer barking at them through the walls, screaming at them if they messed up. They never talked back. They would simply bow their heads, apologize and say they’ll work harder. They have always lived up to their words. Silence filled the building when it was dark. I’d start to pack up my makeup supplies when I could hear the endless, delicate voices practicing in the rooms down the hall. It was always past midnight when they practiced in their own time. It was hard not to cry when I listened (I don’t recall a time when I did not). There were nights when they would sing and abruptly fall into a loud fit of sobs and tears. They could not even help each other because they would all eventually join in.

So when the night finally came and I stared from behind the curtains and watched their final bow, all I could do was cry. To see these 10 young boys strive through all the obstacles and be successful in front of thousands of fans was truly an inspiration.

It was the fans that kept them going. It was the fans who stayed when Exo could not stay together in the end.

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