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The announcement of the upcoming company showcase hit like a lightning bolt. Posters were plastered on every wall, reminding the trainees of the stakes: an opportunity to perform in front of company executives and potential industry scouts.

β€œYou all have two weeks to perfect your routines,” Ms. Lim announced during the morning meeting. β€œThe showcase is not just a testβ€”it’s your chance to prove you deserve to debut. Push yourselves, but remember, teamwork is key.”

The room buzzed with a mix of excitement and anxiety as the trainees broke off into their groups. Yuna’s heart pounded. This was itβ€”the moment she had been working toward. But as the days passed, the pressure became unbearable.

The group’s schedule became grueling, with endless rehearsals from dawn to midnight. Every misstep was met with sharp criticism from the coaches, and tempers began to flare.

β€œAgain!” the dance coach barked after their fourth failed attempt at the final formation.

Yuna stumbled back into position, sweat dripping down her temple. Her legs felt like lead, and her vision blurred slightly as the music started again.

β€œYuna, you’re off-beat!” Hyunwoo snapped, his frustration evident.

β€œI’m trying!” Yuna shot back, her voice trembling.

β€œTry harder,” Eunji muttered under her breath, loud enough for everyone to hear.

β€œEnough,” Jiwon said, his voice cutting through the tension. β€œWe’re all tired, but pointing fingers isn’t helping. Let’s focus.”

Yuna bit her lip, grateful for his intervention but still feeling the weight of the group’s frustration.

By the time rehearsal ended, Yuna could barely stand. She lingered in the practice room after the others had left, replaying the routine in her head.

β€œStill here?”

She turned to see Jiwon standing in the doorway, a towel slung over his shoulder.

β€œI just… I need to get it right,” Yuna admitted, her voice cracking.

Jiwon walked over, his expression soft. β€œYou’re overworking yourself. You need to rest.”

β€œI can’t,” Yuna said, her eyes filling with tears. β€œWhat if I mess up at the showcase? What if I ruin it for everyone?”

Jiwon crouched down beside her, his voice steady. β€œYou won’t ruin anything. You’ve been working harder than anyone. But if you push yourself too far, you’ll burn out before the showcase even starts.”

Yuna shook her head, the tears spilling over. β€œI just… I don’t want to fail.”

Jiwon hesitated for a moment before reaching out, placing a hand on her shoulder. β€œListen to me. You’ve already proven you belong here. One showcase isn’t going to change that.”

Yuna met his gaze, the sincerity in his eyes grounding her. β€œHow do you always stay so calm?”

Jiwon smiled faintly. β€œI don’t. I just remind myself why I started. You should do the same.”

The night before the showcase, the trainees gathered in the main hall for a final run-through. The coaches watched with hawk-like intensity, noting every mistake.

When it was their group’s turn, Yuna’s heart raced. She took a deep breath, Jiwon’s words echoing in her mind: Remember why you started.

The music began, and the group moved in unison, their training coming to life on stage. For a moment, Yuna felt a spark of confidence, her body moving with precision.

But during the final sequence, her foot slipped. She stumbled, throwing off the timing of the entire formation.

The music cut abruptly, and the room went silent.

β€œWhat was that?” the dance coach demanded, her eyes narrowing at Yuna.

β€œI-I’m sorry,” Yuna stammered, her face flushing with shame.

β€œThis is unacceptable,” the coach snapped. β€œYou’re all supposed to be a team. One mistake ruins everything.”

Yuna bit her lip, fighting back tears as the coach continued to berate the group.

After the run-through, Yuna stayed behind, sinking to the floor in the empty practice room.

She barely noticed when Jiwon walked in, his footsteps quiet against the floor.

β€œYuna,” he said softly.

She shook her head, tears streaming down her face. β€œI messed up. I ruined everything.”

Jiwon sat beside her, his expression calm but serious. β€œIt was one mistake. The group recovered, and we’ll be fine tomorrow.”

β€œI don’t deserve to be here,” Yuna whispered, her voice breaking.

Jiwon frowned. β€œDon’t say that. You’re here because you’ve earned it. Everyone makes mistakesβ€”it’s how you bounce back that matters.”

Yuna looked at him, her tears blurring his face. β€œWhat if I mess up again tomorrow?”

β€œThen we’ll pick you up and keep going,” Jiwon said firmly. β€œThat’s what a team does.”

His words settled over her like a warm blanket, easing the knot in her chest.

β€œThank you,” she said quietly, wiping her eyes.

Jiwon smiled, standing and offering her his hand. β€œCome on. Let’s run through it one more time. Together.”

As they moved through the routine, Yuna felt a renewed determination. She wasn’t perfect, but she wasn’t aloneβ€”and that made all the difference.

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