The Second Chance of A Suicidal Idol

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In their Team One stage costumes, Ryeo Hyun, Bo Jaesang, Mi Yong, and Jung Hyun-Ok sat, across from the large stage as if to watch. They were in the midst of practicing their expressions.

"No– Jaesang-ah!" Mi Yong scolded, "Your face is reacting too much. People will know that it's fake..." He said.

"Hyung..." Bo Jaesang groaned, "Then how do I react convincingly?"

"Like this." Mi Yong began, looking at Ryeo Hyun, "You too– listen. You're just too dull with your reactions ..."

Ryeo Hyun huffed, "I have a hard time expressing my emotions with my face, Hyung..." He leaned on Mi Yong's shoulder for a moment, as if to ease himself out of the lesson.

Mi Yong shoved Ryeo Hyun off of him with some struggle. Jung Hyun-Ok watched the sight, amused and a seat down. His face was hardened with pity.

"Just look at me– Hyun-Ok-ah, please do something." Mi Yong instructed.

Jung Hyun-Ok sighed and did a finger-heart ending pose with low effort. Mi Yong's mouth opened just a little and looked left and right, as if looking for reactions.

"Do something else." Mi Yong instructed.

Jung Hyun-Ok, with slow motions, did a heart aegyo with an expressive smile. Ryeo Hyun and Bo Jaesang physically cringed. Mi Yong's mouth went slightly agape and he nodded.

"–And that's how you do reactions..." Mi Yong finished, crossing his arms and looked up with lightly shut eyes. As if waiting, he opened his eyes and looked at the unimpressed faces of his peers. "Clap, please!"

Jung Hyun-Ok chuckled and did a slow clap, while Ryeo Hyun side-eyed Mi Yong and exchanged an 'are you serious?' glance with Bo Jaesang.

"As your Hyung–!" Mi Yong began to scold, when the lights illuminating the room were cut. He shut up and looked around. Was it now time?

Just then, as conversations died, a familiar voice rang from the floor.

"Stand by! Team Ten's on in T-one minute!" Producer Jang-soo informed with his classic red megaphone.

Bo Jaesang's face lit up, "That's Joon-woo's team..." He whispered, arms stimming by his sides. "I really, really wanted to hear him sing live, you know. Because, no offense, he didn't place 13th place for his dance. So his singing has to be– be incredible–" Jaesang began to rant, Ryeo Hyun lightly knocked at his thigh as if to tell him to stay silent. "Oh– sorry." Jaesang apologized.

Jung Hyun-Ok just put a finger to his own lip and signaled towards the stage that was now illuminated with blue and green lights.

On it were four microphone stands and four people, one behind each. Joon-woo stood to the right-most side, his mic significantly lower set than Baek Du-Ho, rank ten that stood beside him at his own mic.

They were dressed in cutesy colorful– school uniform concept clothing. Joon-woo in particular wore beige oversized shorts that ran just above his knees and a large dress shirt with a striped tie. A uniform jacket, also oversized for some odd reason, was draped onto him. The sight brought a smile on Hyun-Ok's and Mi Yong's faces, a natural smile.

"Joon-woo looks cute..." Bo Jaesang commented with a nod.

Mi Yong was proud at how his reaction tips were being utilized. After all, he had been stressing about such, as his team had the most eyes, the most camera, the most expectations, and he was the only idol-experienced member. The performance began, then.

"Mirror, mirror please tell her
Scale, please tell her too
That she doesn't need to change anything
That she's pretty and perfect just as she is right now
Just be happy, don't worry
Don't look for your flaws"