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“…Phew.”

I let out a long sigh as I stepped out of the individual interview room.

I had grown accustomed to pretending not to be nervous, acting relaxed, and making it seem like I had everything under control, but that didn’t mean it was actually true.

Moreover, the main writer, Lee Hyeon Jeong, had an excessively sharp edge to her.

“This time, the judges gave us some harsh feedback because they saw that our team had room for improvement. In the next main performance, I want to surprise the audience. Thank you!”

I took my usual steps to avoid a negative edit, ensuring my best defense, when she said that one line.

“Trainee Kim Chunyong. Just a moment.”

“Huh, yes? If you have additional questions, I can sit back down.”

“Oh, this is more of a personal conversation, so there’s no need to sit. Just some advice.”

Was it impossible to avoid the eyes of someone who’s been in the broadcasting industry for so long?

“…This time, it’s better to resolve it visibly on camera.”

She seemed to be referring to how I handled conflicts with team members during the preparation for the ‘Aiming’ performance.

Back then, I pulled Ji Hwa Sung off-camera to resolve things, which resulted in less screen time. She was subtly hinting that I shouldn’t do that ‘this time.’

“Uh, well… I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Haha, I didn’t study hard in school, you know. But I can dance well. Want me to show you now?”

“……”

Despite Lee Hyeon Jeong’s sharp observation, I just kept smiling and quickly exited.

Resolve things visibly on camera, she said.

Me?

“Ha…”

She has to be kidding me.

Suppressing a sarcastic laugh, I turned my eyes to a tall man standing behind the vending machine, hidden from the cameras.

Even though doing it this way would still catch his voice on audio, the situation was what it was.

“Si Woo. I don’t know exactly what’s bothering you, but… let’s talk, okay?”

Yu Chan, who had styled his hair back and put on makeup that finally suited his mature charm, looked utterly exhausted.

And standing in front of him, looking pale, was the one who messed up our performance today.

“…….”

Jang Si Woo.

“I’m already twenty-two, and unlike the other trainees, singing is my only strength. I’m an individual trainee, and this is my first time in such an environment.”

“…….”

“That’s why this survival show is my last chance to pursue the dream I’ve kept in my heart all this time. So, I really want to give my best every moment, without any regrets. But when you zone out on stage….”

Yu Chan, who was always so composed, now looked desperate.

His furrowed brows and trembling voice were rare sights.

Knowing what he had been through to get here, I couldn’t bring myself to join the conversation.

…And it was clear that Si Woo was at fault this time. It couldn’t be helped.

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