Seoulmates

Part 1

An alarm rang through the building as I and some of the older trainees were practicing in the dance room. It was the signal that it was time for classes and the idols were going to come in and use the practice room. I snatch up my sweater and put it on with a sigh. We all collected our items and left the room behind. 

Some of the others laughed and joked around as we went to the classroom down the hall. I was bumped into by two girls who had debut rumors recently. They both looked back at me and giggled at each other. I know why they are laughing. Me- a 25-year-old trainee with many prospects just nothing substantial. I was at that age where you either Debut or you quit and figure out something else with your life.

My entire dream was to be an idol and see everyone else live your dream. Watching them on the dorm tv screen perform on SBS, KBS, Mnet. Everything you want with every fiber of your being and you just have to quietly cheer for the next group to debut and move on.

After class one of the managers called me and said I needed to come to the CEO's office. I gather my things and make my way to the elvator. The doors open and I step on. As I do a hand shoots out to stop the doors and gets on with me. I don't know him personally, but his credential tag said he works for another smaller agency with an up and coming boy group. I knew who they were from their time on one of the many survival shows. I bow slightly and he nods back to me before reaching out and pushing the same floor I needed. I stayed quiet and tried to ignore the anxiety knawing at my insides as the elevator ascends.

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I heard the laughter of all the men through the door of the office I needed to go into soon. When we reached that floor the gentleman gave me a smile and walked off first and I didn't see him after that moment. I pick at the hem of my shirt while I wait when the door opens and one of the assistants from our company waived me into the room.

I stand awkwardly near the door of the room and she motions for me to take a seat at the table and I perch on the edge on the seat. Glancing around the room I see the manager from the other company and he winks at me.

"Y/L/N Y/F/N?" One of the PDs speak to me directly.

"Yes, that's me." I respond.

"You're one of the oldest trainees we have at our company, you know that right?" I nod, "You're 25 and still haven't debuted. Do you still want to be an idol?"

"Of course I do. I just have to get better. DO better." I fight back at the lump forming in my throat, "I CAN do better, PD-nim."

Everyone looked down or at least away from me except the CEO himself.

"Y/N, I don't think you have the soil to grow here in our company." He speaks slowly and with purpose. 

"Sir-" I start to plead and he holds up his hand to stop me. 

"Roots do not always grow in a large pot with others. Sometimes a smaller pot will help the flower bloom." He gets up and walks over to me placing a hand on my shoulder before leaving the meeting room. The meeting dispersed and only the man from earlier is left sitting at the table with a grave look on his face. 

"I guess the meeting is over..." I sniffle looking down at my lap. I dont look up as I hear the chair move and soft footsteps pad over to me and I see his polished leather shoes show up next to me followed by a hand.

"My name is Kwang Ji-Hoon, I'm a senior manager at Creker Entertainment." He says.

I shake his hand, but i don't speak. He breaths out sharply and places a card on the table in front of me.

"You are to report at the headquarters at 9am sharp with all of your belongings so that we can get you established at the company and moved into your new dorm. You have the rest of the day to pack and get ready for your new life tomorrow."

His shoes leave my prerifial vision and I hear the door open and close behind him. My body breaks down as I sob into my hands.

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THANK YOU TO MY BOTH MY BESTIES FOR HELPING ME WITH SOME FINE DETAILS OF THIS NEW STORY. HOPFULLY I CAN START WRITING AGAIN SOON. IT'S THERAPUTIC A BIT.