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If Seungdae said that he planned to become a K-pop idol, he would know that it was a lie.
He was actually just out with one of his best friends, back in 2015, when a man suddenly approached him and handed him a business card from FNC Entertainment. At that time, Seungdae was 15 years old and hadn't really realized what a huge opportunity it was. But when he talked about it with his parents that evening, he realized what had been offered to him.
His brother Jay, who is two years younger, was also really excited: "You're going to be a star, Daenmie." Seugdae ruffled the 13 year old boy's hair. "It's just a calling card, Jongseong. It doesn't mean that if I go there and do my audition, I'll be accepted." Seungdae grinned, leaning back in his chair. "But you should take advantage of the chance." His mother now remarked and smiled at her older son, "This is your chance to show what you're made of." "I don't know. I don't know if I can do it. Have you ever seen how much such idols have to be able to do?" Seungdae asked, dropping his head on the table. A soft knock sounded and Seungdae rubbed his head. "Ouch."
"Okay, what's your problem? Singing, dancing or rapping?" his father now inquired. "I-I'm afraid of failing. I have no experience in any of these things." Seungdae confessed while rubbing his forehead. Jay jumped up from his chair and hugged Seungdae from the side. "We can train together." Seungdae looked at his family. "Honey, we all support you, okay?"
And this is how it happened: 4 weeks after that evening, Seungdae's father drove him to the FNC Entertainment building. And of course his father noticed how nervous Seungdae was. He smiled as he placed a hand on his son's shoulder, the other hand on the steering wheel. Seungdae, jolted out of his thoughts, flinched. "You can do it, Dae." And then they finally arrived at the FNC Entertainment building. Seungdae took another deep breath, then hugged his father, got out of the car and walked to the entrance. He had no idea what to expect, but he hoped he wouldn't disappoint anyone. Because even though it had never been his dream to become an idol, he didn't think the idea was that bad anymore.
As soon as he entered the building, a bouncer stopped him. "Name and reason for entering." The bouncer said in an emotionless voice and Seungdae swallowed. "Park Seungdae. I'm here for the audition?" he replied with a shaky voice. The man looked him over. "Are you logged in?" The teenager looked at him perplexed. "Logged in? Like registered?" The bouncer sighed and shook his head in annoyance. "Yes, registered. Who are you auditioning with or are you doing solo?" He asked and Seungdae felt the heat rising to his cheeks. He hated to seem stupid. "Um, I'm here alone. I'm doing a solo audition." the 15 years old boy explained, nervously running his hand through his longer brown hair. "Good, then follow me." said the bouncer and turned around.
He walked towards a table where a woman was sitting at a computer, writing something down. "Yena! See if this boy over here has an audition today." He ordered and she nods, typing something into the computer. Seungdae just stood there, nervously fiddling with the ribbon of his hoodie. "There are a few people that have an audition today. What's your name, sweetie?" Yena announced, looking at the nervous boy with a kind smile. "Are you one of the auditionies?" He simply nodded and said, "I'm Park Seungdae." Her smile grew wider. "Good luck, Seungdae." She said and Seungdae smiled back. He already liked the girl. "Thank you." The 15 years old boy bowed to show respect until the bouncer interrupted him. "You, Seungdae! Come with me." His voice was just as emotionless as before.
Seungdae gave Yena one last smile before following the bad-tempered man. Said man took the black haired boy to an elevator and Seungdae couldn't help but stare in amazement. This building was so much bigger than he imagined. "You're going to go to the third floor now and then wait in the hallway until you are called. Understood?" He looked at him with an annoyed look and Dae nodded shyly. "O-okay." "Good. Now get in the elevator." He ordered him and he did as he said. „Good luck, I guess." were the bouncers last words before the elevator door closed. Seungdae took a deep breath. He hadn't only been nervous because that bouncer was extremely intimidating, but also because Seungdae thought that he wasn't looking that bad...
„Okay, enough. You have a audition to slay now, Seungdae! Concentrate!" he scolded himself. He thought about the song for a while, his little brother helped him. Now he had a mixed audition prepared. The song he chose was „Just one day" by BTS. At the beginning of the song he just wanted to sing/rap but than he actually prepared the refrain where he wanted to sing and dance at the same time. The choreography wasn't that hard in his opinion. He was pretty positive that he would do a good job. And then, the elevator door opened again. He arrived on the 3rd floor. With one last, deep breath, he walked out of the elevator and started to walk towards the door with the sign: „Auditions".
Trailer for the 2nd chapter:
❝Seungdae looked at the five judges that were sitting at a table in front of him. He was all sweaty and breathing heavily. He didn't expect that this would be so much more exhausting. The man in the middle, Seungdae learned that he was the CEO and that his name was Han Seongho, gave the boy a piercing look. "You were good. But the question is whether you were good enough..." Seungdae ran his hand through his wet hair. The judges mumbled something to each other." We have made a decision." Seongho's voice suddenly cut through the room. "Namely..."❞
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Hello, pookiessss <3
Welcome to the first official chapter. I'm so so so thankful for everyone that is reading this <3.
Anyways. Where is Lia? I hope she's fine? Do you give her enough food and cuddles? You better do!
Yeah, I don't know what to say anymore. Love you. Don't forget to stay healthy.
See you in the next chapter <3
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