*Okay so everyone, I edited this story and the "quotation marks" are the thoughts in the mind*
~An hour passed and I keep dancing trying to find the right moves~
Y/n: Ugh why am I actually still practicing? I have a fucking month, how idiot
~I opened the door and went outside the company and put on my headphones on while drinking water~
Y/n: What should I do now?
???: Oh look! It's Hot kitty!
~I turned to the voice and alot of fans gathered around me~
Y/n: Uh-uh boys, no touching
~They gave me papers to sign~
???: We want to see a dance right people??
Everyone: YASSSS DANCE DANCE DANCE DANCE!
Y/n: Well, I'm bored too So let's go to the club WHOOOOO!
Everyone: YEAHHH WHOOOO!!
~After some minutes of running we got there and I am in the waiting room preparing myself~
~Suddenly the door got pushed and my manager came in~
Y/n: There's a vocabulary called "knocking"
Manager: Y/n are you here by this time??
Y/n: I was bored
Manager: You should be practicing at Bighit
Y/n: Oh please don't tell me what to do, I know what's right and wrong okay?
Manager: But-
Y/n: Gotta go, bye
~I left the room~
Y/n: Tch, Asshole
~I went on the stage and danced as everyone scream, shouted and cheered with joy~
~After that stage nothing new happened for the day so I went home and slept~