HTSAAL-TI [Season 1-3] [Mini novel]

89

Chapter 89

One minute before going on stage. The sound of the VCR video and the cheers of the audience filled the air.

I checked if the earphones were properly connected. Choi Sung-jun, standing next to me, sighed heavily with a fierce expression.

“Again, again. Don’t push yourself too hard.”

“...But I can’t not go up now.”

I answered roughly and got on the lift.

“Anyway, just keep your mouth shut.”

Choi Sung-jun followed me, clicking his tongue.

-20 seconds left!

The staff’s voice came through the earphones. I cleared my throat, feeling the heat. My head was still throbbing as if I was chopping wood, and my whole body ached as if I had been beaten. I closed my eyes and controlled my breathing.

My goal today was just one thing. Not to die. To finish the stage without making any mistakes, and to finish the daily quest.

'If the idol they are cheering for suddenly died on stage, the shock would be enormous.'

I didn't want to leave such a miserable memory to the people who had given me so much love.

There was no need to judge whether the stage was possible in this condition.

I have to.

The lift started to rise with the staff's sign.

Waaaaaaaaa-!

Kyaaaaaaa-!

The cheers grew louder and the sparkling cheering sticks came into view.

White lights turned on above my head.

I slowly walked two steps toward the center of the stage where the music had stopped.

And then I opened my mouth

-Um come in

♩ ♬- ♪♩ ♬-

The first song, 'OPENING', played.

-Waited for you
- The SET is now complete

I barely finished the first verse because my throat kept trying to get sore.

Shin Yeon-woo took over the part.

I moved away from the center to the large back row and looked around the audience, and suddenly I became anxious.

'……………… F*ck. I can't focus.'

Even just standing still, my eyes were dizzy, but I was able to somehow perform the movements that I had learned through countless repetitions of practice.

However, if I continued to do the rough choreography like this and my vision became even more unstable, the probability of making a mistake would increase.

The cheering stick lights were scattered, making it impossible to tell who was who.

-Just for you move
-Lightly ahead, our dive

Using the red light of the camera as a beacon, I somehow followed the members’ movements.

The first verse flowed by in a frenzy.

After the chorus, Shin Yeon-woo’s solo dance will begin, and the dance break will follow.

“Huh, whoo………………."

It was hard to control my breathing, which was faster than usual.

The pain in my shoulder, which had eased after taking painkillers and applying tape, slowly rose again with the rough movement.