The Second Chance of A Suicidal Idol

New Begininngs (2)

Five hours in and many of the trainees seemed to be exhausted. They had to sit in those ranking seats for about fifteen minutes, as the camera crew got necessary shots. They were then taken in shifting groups, some for interviews and some to practice rooms.

Joon-woo had tried to linger towards Reggie as they called names for such, but their rank gap made their temporary groups different. Reggie had been called down with a few other contestants that ranked in the 30s for interviews, while Joon-woo had been taken with 11th place to 20th to rehearse the opening dance number.

Many idol shows did this, in fact as Ha-rin he had seen it, as she hadn't strayed away from catching whatever survival show was on whenever she had freetime. The dance was simple, it was an introductory song to the viewers, welcoming them to the show and thanking them for watching.

Joon-woo couldn't tell if it was easy for him because of his life as Ha-rin, his harsh practice schedule over the last week, or just that the dance was simple. The movements were very sudden and at least beginner dance skills were needed to do it in sync with the other contestants.

After a few simple turns on various cues, small kicks and thrusting hips, the trainees were left to sweat for a few moments after, before instructed to do it again. By now, Joon-woo had long memorized the dance, doing it with ease despite his aching legs and sweat drenched face. In fact, there was just one person holding the group back.

It was number 13, Ryeo Hyun.

It wasn't that his dancing was necessarily bad, in fact, Joon-woo's wasn't even much better than his, but it was his lack of facial expression that made the dance instructor angry.

"Ryeo Hyun!" The instructor yelled, "All those muscles but you can't even hold a smile?" She scolded, making Ryeo Hyun look to the ground in shame.

"Sorry, Teacher." He apologized for probably the fourth time.

By now, the other trainees seemed to be getting irritated with Ryeo Hyun, their expression faltering while they, too, danced. But Joon-woo knew better than to get irritated. He sympathized with Ryeo Hyun, after all as Ha-rin, Joon-woo struggled to make the correct faces in her pre-debut era. She too had gotten scolded for looking like a dead panda on stage.

"Again!" The instructor yelled, counting in loud, demanding Korean as the group did the moves. She watched, eyeing Joon-woo, then Bo Jaesang, then Ryeo Hyun. She was clearly irritated at this point, eyes watching Ryeo Hyun like a hawk.

Joon-woo moved, fatigued enough to lose some momentum at this point. The instructor began to notice this in every of the 10 trainee's movements and shook her head. She raised her hand, signaling the group to stop.

"Go get water..." She instructed, shooting a glare at Ryeo Hyun before she herself went to get water.

The group dispersed, and they picked up the Producer10 branded water bottles they had been given instead of normal water bottles. Joon-woo found it comedic, seeing the show's logo on his drinking water, he swore he would grow traumatized from seeing so much.

He slumped against the practice room wall, downing half of the bottle with ease. He eyed the other people in the room. 11th place, Park Daewon and 14th place, Bo Jaesang had seemed to be conversing in the corner, lightly grinning at each other's words.

The other trainees kept to themselves, more focused on their needed water intake more than anything else.

Just as Joon-woo chugged down the rest of the water, he watched as a figure approached him. It was Ryeo Hyun, and his face seemed to be red, with both embarrassment and exercise.

Joon-woo looked up to the man standing above him, slightly intimidated as the man was truly bulky, not to mention he was at least 5'10'. He could easily hurt Joon-woo if he wanted, and the thought made Joon-woo a bit frightened.