Little Girl? || Produce 101

Tired

I watched the boys that were from HotShot come back from back stage and sit in their seats. I yawned. "I feel like I've been watching for 14 years."

I looked back, a few boys were falling asleep. "Relatable." I mumbled.

A boy walked out on the stage. Kim Dongbin.

I started to dose off when Chewing Gum by NCT Dream. I looked up with a smile.

In the middle of the performance Dongbin just stopped.

I looked around. "What's going on?"

The music stopped.

"What's wrong?" BoA asked.

"He took his ear piece out I thought that meant I was supposed to stop." Dongbin said, obviously embarrassed.

"No, no. You can keep going." I smiled at him.

He turned around and walked to the back of the stage. He started breathing really hard.

"Is he crying?"

I stood up and walked over to him. "Hey. It's ok to be nervous ok?"

He nodded.

I wiped the tears from his face. "It's nerve racking and nothing will ever be perfect but you've got to try ok? You started off great and I know the whole routine for this song. Keep going."

Dongbin pulled me into a hug. "Thank you."

"Yeah no problem, I know how hard that dance is. Come on, fighting." I patted his back.

He stepped back. "Fighting."

"Fighting!!" I yelled.

All the boys yelled. "Fighting!!!"

Dongbin smiled.

I hugged him and returned to my seat. "Music que."

The music started over and sang.

I smiled the whole time he was performing.

"For your grade... F."

"Thank you." He bowed and went off stage.

"Are we almost done with this? I'm honestly tired and tired of making all of these boys feel like crap." I spoke.

"Almost." BoA spoke.

"Aish Jinjja." I sat my head down. "This sucks."