Cocky Child-sized Highschooler

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r̴a̴n̴b̴o̴o̴ pov:

One by one, students were called up onto the stage, and one by one, almost each and every one of them looked rejected. I better get this role. I think to myself turning off my phone and shoving it in my pocket. I look up to see a brunette boy singing.  He's exceptionally good and he's obviously going for the lead. 

Well, he's not that  good. Just better than the rest. I reassure myself, trying to calm my nerves. You're gonna get the role Ranboo, you got this. Niki couldn't come to calm  me because she's not trying out, and I can't ask... Emma to calm me for obvious reasons. I sigh.

"Uhh- Ranboo?" A teacher asks for me, looking through the crowd of students left. I awkwardly raise my hand and stand up, moving up the stairs to a lone chair in the middle of the stage. My hands are shanking, but I try to calm them down by strongly gripping my phone in my pocket. 

"Okay, so who are you auditioning for?" A familiar voice says from a seat in front of me. They seem already bored of doing the same thing over and over. I look up sitting onto the lone stool. Of course, Wilbur Soot. Everyone's favorite. 

"Uhm, the lead... K-kit," I stutter. 

"Okay, Ranboo Beloved, start whenever you're ready." He smiles warmly to me, which is encouraging to say the least. I take a deep breath. 

In, out.

I look up to the sea of other auditionees (is that right??), and pray to god, none of them will be listening, unlike how I was to the boy before me. I look for somewhere else to stare at, so I don't think of how many eyes are on me and I decide on the exit door. The boy before leaves that way, and through the door windows I see someone a little too familiar. Emma. And fucking Caleb. My anger and sadness from earlier moments come flooding in and it's enough to fuel me. As if to laugh at Caleb and her I start singing. Tears almost breaking through. Key word for now: almost.

Well, good for you, I guess you moved on really easily
You found a new girl, and it only took a couple weeks
Remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world? (World?)
And good for you, I guess that you've been working on yourself
I guess that therapist I found for you, she really helped
Now you can be a better man for your brand-new girl (girl)

I think back to all our happy memories. My voice, starting off nervous, continued, only stronger than before. 

Well, good for you, you look happy and healthy
Not me, if you ever cared to ask
Good for you, you're doing great out there without me, baby
God, I wish that I could do that
I've lost my mind, I've spent the night crying on the floor of my bathroom
But you're so unaffected, I really don't get it
But I guess good for you

Cuddling, sweet nothings, I'll never have that again. I'll never have her  again.

Well, good for you, I guess you're getting everything you want (ah)
You bought a new car and your career's really taking off (ah)
It's like we never even happened
Baby, what the fuck is up with that? (Ha)
And good for you, it's like you never even met me
Remember when you swore to God I was the only person who ever got you?
Well, screw that and screw you
You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do

I don't even know if I even do want her anymore.

Well, good for you, you look happy and healthy
Not me, if you ever cared to ask
Good for you, you're doing great out there without me, baby
God, I wish that I could do that
I've lost my mind, I've spent the night crying on the floor of my bathroom
But you're so unaffected, I really don't get it
But I guess good for you

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