It wasn't a bad idea, becoming an idol, but the overall concept of it made me queasy. Not because of my anxiety, but because it's been so long since I've performed. I wasn't the best at singing; I did take a few introductions and tutorials for it, so I at least know the basics and could work my way around it. However, dance had always been a hidden talent of mine. Hidden because I never mentioned it - It's a bit embarrassing for me. My mom made me take dance lessons when I was around 10 or 11 to try to push me out of my comfort zone - at first I hated it, but surprisingly even to myself I eased up into it and overtime improved drastically. Dancing certainly did inflict a change in my personality; whenever I'm up on stage immediately my anxiety sheds itself away. I can adapt to many styles of dancing - contemporary, hip hop, classical, etc. I was considered a "future prodigy." Once high school rolled around the corner, I quit dancing, simply because I became disinterested in it and wanted to pursue something different in life. Looks like that came right back at me and bit me in the ass.
This is the kind of season where auditions and scouting are being held - it's now or never for me. I picked up my phone and began to search for the nearest location auditions were being held for YG; which came out to be Busan. I sighed in relief - an hour drive wasn't that bad. Thank God walk-ins exist. The auditions would be lasting for only 3 more days, so I have a limited amount of time to get ready; I'll give myself 2 days to memorize what I'll have for them and use today for organizing everything out. Tomorrow will be for singing, and the next day dancing.
Now, the planning phase. I got out of bed and rummaged through my closet, trying to decide on a designated outfit. I settled on a blue crop top paired with white leggings, a black blazer, and simplistic black booties. I set the outfit aside and walked over to my desk and powered up my laptop, browsing around for songs I could manage to sing. Then, a song popped into mind. I memorized the lyrics to "Seoul" by Lee Hyori, one of my favorite songs, including the rap towards the end - that was definitely within my range. I moved on to finding a dance that suited my tastes; I enjoyed badass concepts, since the moves are so powerful and sharp. I stumbled upon the choreography of Boombayah by newly debuted girl group Blackpink, which is exactly what kind of style I was looking for. An hour went by as I analyzed the choreo over and over, taking note and engraving each little detail of it in my head. Finally I closed my laptop, my stomach practically aching for me to eat.
I sat up and stretched a bit before walking over to the kitchen to find all the groceries already organized. I guess Jungkook did that for me while I was asleep; how cute. I smiled to myself as I opened the pantry and took out an instant ramen package to make. After 20 minutes, I sat down at my table and ate. Once done, I placed the dirty dish in the sink.
The rest of the day passed by uneventfully with me sitting at home binge watching Korean variety shows. The worry of the audition still lingered in the back of my mind as I called it a night and fell into a deep slumber.
(A/N: Sorry for the kinda boring chapter but the next will be far more interesting 😅 I'd like to say THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS CRAPPY FF AND STICKING WITH ME. I appreciate yall so much!! ❤❤)
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