Ryujin
DID YOU GET IN?????????
I DID!!!!!!
DID YOU?????
I DID!!! I SHOULD STOP SHOUTING NOW
XD
Whens your first day
Tomorrow at 9
Me too!!! Wanna get food after
I'd love to
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The next morning, I get up, put on my favourite sports bra, a pair of joggers and brush my long, brown afro into a high ponytail. Yanking some mascara through my lashes I grab my dance bag and rush through the door, planting a quick kiss on my aunt's cheek.
I'm one of the last to arrive – still on time though. Ryujin runs up to me and gives me a quick hug. There are five other girls, and just like yesterday, they all give me weird looks – I smile back.
"Ladies!" The staff shouts. "I am Se-jin, your teacher."
We all bow.
"First off is your physical examination."
Physical examination?
"Line up against the wall."
It was the longest hour of my life.
It felt so wrong – like we were objects. She stared at us for hours, closely examining everything about our bodies: measuring our waists, checking our weight, asking us to lift up our shirts. Awful. Just awful.
I felt dirty as we left, and she each handed us a list, a 'critique' as she called it:
Y/N L/N
Good proportions
Thighs should be smaller
Acne and spots should go away with puberty
Jaw surgery, hair permanently straightened, and skin bleaching recommended
I wince, before crumpling up the paper.
Skin bleaching? No chance.
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ZeeZee: You as a K-pop Idol
FanfictionYou can, you should, and if you're brave enough, you will. That is your motto as you navigate the K-pop industry as the first female Caribbean-Korean Idol.
