Suho tries his best to be a good leader. But can he still protect them from harm and keep them in line if all the preassure of the showbusiness is crushing down on them? Foreword There he was. Backstage waiting for the sign for them to enter the stage. He was nervous but not as nervous as his bandmates. The waiting room was full of noises. Stylists rushing in order to fix hair, make up or clothes everytime one of the boys just moved an inch. When finally someone announced that it was time to get on stage and that their microphones are already on,  11 pairs of eyes shot in his direction. The looked a little  unsure. Suho flashed them an encouraging smile and gathered them around him. He extended his arm and the rest followed his movement now having their hands over each others in the middle of their circle. He mutely mouthed "We are one!" and "Fighting!" The others nodded, now determinded to rock the stage. Thats when the left the waiting room. Suho was the last one to step onto the stage so he patted the shoulders of his bandmates as they walked by. He still had that smile plastered on his lips. They got in Position and the music started to play. Careless, careless. Shoot anonymous, anonymous.Heartless, mindless. No one who cares about me?  The music was loud but the cheers of the fans were even louder.  Irheobeorin chaeOemyeonhaneun geot gataChameul subakke eobseoNuneul gamjiman~ The first time he was able to look up from the floor. The bright spotlight seemed to wash all his doubts away. This was the moment they all had waited for years now. Their debuet. MAMA ijen naege daedaphaejwoWae saramdeuri dallajyeonneunjiAreumdaun sijeoriraneunge jonjaehagin haenneunji~ Next up was his part, but he wasnt nervous anymore. This just felt too natural. As if they would really belong here. Ije deoneun saranghaneun beopdo ijeotgoBaeryeohaneun mamdo irheotgoDeungeul dollin chaero saragagi bappeungeol His voice trembled a little at the begining but grew more confident with every single word he sang. ...... after the performance they crashed down onto the couches in the waiting room all sweaty and still panting hard. Suho was proud of his group. They managed to perform nearly perfect and looked professional. "We did it. Good Job, Guys. You did great. Im proud of you." They jumped up und started to hug each other and fool around smiling like mad idiots. If they only knew that this was the beginning of a really stressful life...  __________________________________________________________________________________________________A/N Hey Guys, Im new to this side and this is my first story so please take care of me :)