The day of our debut was a blur of excitement, nerves, and anticipation. It's hard to put into words how we all felt, but I remember it as one of the most emotional days of my life. This was it. This was the moment we had worked for, the moment we had dreamed about. We were about to perform in front of an audience, show the world what Stray Kids was all about.
I remember standing backstage, feeling my heart race. The sound of the audience was deafening, but it was a good kind of deafening. It was the sound of support, of excitement, of people eager to see what we could do. The moment we stepped on stage, everything else faded away. It was just us, the music, and the crowd. And when the music started, it felt like the whole world was in sync with us. Every move we made, every beat we hit, felt perfect. It was one of the most exhilarating moments of my life.
But as much as I wanted to focus on the performance, I couldn't help but think about how far we had come. There was so much pressure to succeed, but I didn't want to think about the pressure in that moment. I just wanted to enjoy it, to be in the moment, and to share that moment with the members of Stray Kids. We had all come so far, and now it was time to show the world what we had.
After the performance, there was this incredible sense of accomplishment. It wasn't just about having a successful debut—it was about knowing that we had created something that we were proud of. That night, I couldn't stop smiling. It was a feeling I'd never experienced before, and it was something I knew I'd never forget.