I hurried and gotten up, getting dressed trying not to look like the trash can I am.I had quite some time to get to the company, so I took a picture of me and posted it on Instagram.
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It was 6:20am meaning that I had 40 minutes to get to the Sm company for the audition. It was quite nerve recking, but I just grabbed my phone and waited for Minseo to pick me up.
Waiting for what seemed like an hour I noticed a car pulling up. It wasn't mine but it was very beautiful. Wondering who's car was it a boy who was taller than me care out of the apartment right next to me. He had his face covered with a mask, hat, and a bag hoodie. I furrow my eyebrows and looked somewhere else not wanting to come off as a creep. My so called neighbor left. Minseo's car pulled in, getting in the car she smiled and handed me some banana milk. I gladly take it and sip some from the little carton.
"So you're actually doing this?"
I look at Minseo. She spares a glance towards me, but looks towards the road not wanting to cause an accident. A smile was plastered across my face.
"Yeah..." I replied fidgeting with my carton box that was now empty. "I want to pursuit in singing like my brother." Just thinking about my brother made me happy, yet sad. It has been 4-5 years since I've seen him. "He told me he would try to audition to get in for singing." I mumble.
"Your brother will be so proud Y/N." Minseo stared smiling still looking at the road.
Even though I haven't seen him for so long I hope he still remember about me. I wonder how he is. Did he succeed in becoming a singer? I noted in my phone that the first thing to do when I got back to my place was to look up his name on google or something.
I stare at the building in awe.
"SM Entertainment."
I breath in an out trying to calm my senses before walking in. Once I felt okay I stepped inside and notice more than what seem 20 people to be in line with numbers on there shirts. Looking around I notice people were getting there numbers by a lady at the front. I follow in pursuit.
"State your first and last name." The receptionist said while looking at her computer.
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•Falling For Haechan•
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