In when a total of 23 contestants joins mnet's I-LAND, one of them being a Japanese girl named Sato Hana.
"Why don't you just join the girl version or another girl group?"
"The company wants my voice, but with my dance they want me with a boy group...
I FELT BAD FOR GIVING YALL A SHORT PROLOGUE SO HERE
(From this point on, not every detail will be like the show. It will honestly be written from my memory or however I want to change it, some will be from the show like songs and positions, but changed a bit to fit Hana in the story. Stuff I write here might not even be what the show did at all.)
Note: if you're the type of person who'll get mad that your iland faves parts in either a dance, song, or even just an event they contributed to is replaced by Hana, don't read pls because I do that to fit in her story line.
And please don't get mad if your fav or smn is portrayed as a bad guy in parts of this story, what typa story would it be if everyone nice kinda boring
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Hana's POV
"Is that Sato Hana?"
"No that can't be her. Is that really her?"
"I don't know Jay it's why I asked you."
Sunghoon and Jay, the dumbass duo.
I ignored their whispers, looking around at everyone. They were nervous.
While they were deciding if they wanted to go, a couple stand up, but only one of them confidently move to the stage.
He walks and stands still as the stage moves, the staff setting up his mic before he turns back to us.
"Hello I'm Seon."
"I'm 22 years old and my strengths are Chinese, English and song writing."
All the boys start to clap so I do too.
"Let the performance begin. Standby."
I watch as the participant starts to sing and dance to lullaby by Got7.
He's stiff.
He's nervous.
He's good, but the pressure is showing.
"We'll now begin the voting."
I put my hand straight up.
You'd be an idiot if you can't tell he has the potential.
Even if he was my competition, I wasn't going to sabotage him for myself.
Even if there isn't a standard, even if I can't compare, I'll vote.
Because if he's simply not good enough, he'll get voted out sooner or later.
All the guys look at me before talking in their own groups.
Someone else soon raises his hand, and others follow.
