A Backstage Love I Han Jisung x Reader

Kim Yuna

I made my way into the practice building, the familiar scent of wood and mirrors hitting me as soon as I stepped inside. The nerves were starting to kick in again, but I pushed them down. I was here to focus.

When I got to the practice room, the door was slightly ajar, and I could hear music thumping softly from inside. I took a deep breath and stepped in, only to be met with the sight of Jiwon and Yoojin already in the middle of their warm-up.

"Hey!" I greeted, a bit of relief flooding through me. Seeing familiar faces always helped calm my nerves.

Jiwon was stretching on the floor, her legs spread wide as she reached for her toes, while Yoojin was already dancing through a few moves, her focus intense but still somehow graceful. They both turned toward me, flashing matching grins.

"Look who decided to show up early," Jiwon teased, her voice light but full of energy. "Ready to work out some pre-audition jitters?"

I laughed and gave a small shrug. "I figured I'd get some practice in before the real thing."

Yoojin nodded, wiping a bit of sweat off her forehead. "Good idea. It helps to just get your body moving before everything gets serious."

I joined them on the floor, sitting down to stretch. "Thanks for being here early," I said, feeling a little lighter already. "I don't know what I'd do without you two. I think I might actually be freaking out."

"Same here," Jiwon admitted with a small chuckle. "You know, I keep telling myself it's just another audition, but deep down, it feels like it's everything."

"I know that feeling," I said, nodding in agreement. "It's weird. But we'll get through it. Together."

Yoojin flashed a confident smile. "We've got this."

Her words made me feel a little braver, and I returned the smile. "Thanks, Yoojin. Let's make sure we're all ready."

We spent the next few minutes stretching and moving through some light dance routines, just getting our bodies warmed up. As the music played, I could feel my nerves slowly melting away, replaced with the familiar rhythm of dance. Maybe this audition wouldn't be so bad after all.

The hours flew by as the three of us worked through our routines. My body was loosening up, the tension of anticipation starting to ease away with each stretch and step. It felt good to dance again, especially with the comforting presence of Jiwon and Yoojin. Their support meant the world to me, and it was helping me stay grounded as the audition loomed closer.

Just as we were taking a short water break, the door to the practice room suddenly swung open, making me jump slightly. Standing in the doorway, with his usual calm but authoritative presence, was JYP himself.

"Ah, looks like everyone's getting in their last practices," he said, his eyes scanning the room.

Jiwon immediately stood up, wiping her hands on her pants. "Of course! We're ready, just a few more runs, and we'll be set."

Yoojin nodded enthusiastically. "We've been working hard. We're ready for tomorrow."

I felt a mix of nerves and excitement flood me. I hadn't expected him to come in today, but it made sense—he was probably checking on everyone's progress before the big audition.

JYP's gaze shifted toward me, and I straightened up a little, suddenly hyper-aware of my every movement. "How's everything going, Y/N? Are you feeling ready?" His tone was encouraging, but I could tell he was scrutinizing every detail.

I swallowed, forcing a smile. "Yeah, just doing some last-minute runs. I feel pretty good. A bit nervous, but that's normal, right?"

He smiled knowingly. "Nerves are good. It means you care. Just make sure you keep those nerves in check. Tomorrow's the big day."

My heart raced at his words. Tomorrow. The thought made me want to either laugh or puke, but I kept my composure. I nodded, trying to look as confident as possible. "I've got it under control."

JYP gave a slight nod before turning to the others. "I'll be watching you all closely. Keep pushing, and make sure you're in top form by tomorrow. Remember, this is your chance."

With that, he turned and exited the room as quickly as he had come in, leaving a heavy silence behind him. The moment he left, Jiwon exhaled loudly.

"Great. Now I'm more nervous than ever," she said, fanning herself dramatically.

Yoojin, always the optimist, grinned. "I'm more excited than nervous. But I guess it's natural to feel both. Anyway, we've got this!"

Just then, the door swung open again, but this time, it wasn't JYP. It was Yuna, and her presence immediately changed the atmosphere in the room.

"Oh, so you guys are still practicing?" she said, her voice dripping with a mix of faux sweetness and condescension. She was dressed in the usual flawless outfit, her posture always perfect, but there was an air of arrogance about her that didn't sit well with me.

Jiwon gave a tight smile, not hiding the fact that she wasn't fond of Yuna's sudden appearance. "Just getting ready for the audition."

Yuna looked over at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. "I hope you're not getting too comfortable," she said with a half-smirk. "I mean, you're good, Y/N, but... I'm pretty sure you know how hard it's going to be to stand out tomorrow, right?"

I could feel the tension creeping into the room. Jiwon shifted uncomfortably, while Yoojin glanced between the two of us, clearly sensing the drama brewing.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

Yuna crossed her arms, her smile still lingering but now more like a challenge. "Nothing. Just... some people have it, and some people don't. And I'm not sure where you fall yet."

I could feel my patience starting to wear thin. It was always like this with her—constantly undermining me, making subtle digs at my abilities, like she was somehow better than the rest of us. I wasn't going to let her rattle me, though.

"Don't worry, Yuna," I said, my voice steady but firm. "I'll be just fine tomorrow."