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the 58 contestants fled in the building, the time was only 04:16 in the morning but everyone pretty much arrived at the same time,

they would first get their identities checked before being led to the designated waiting room, to do their makeup,stretches whatsoever before the shooting,

58 contestants were half/half, male and female, resulting to 29 of each genders to be split into groups of 5 for the waiting rooms,

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jisung found his way in, a little tad bit late than the other contestants, it was quite new for him to not be able to stick with his manager, he felt lost in the building that probably he knows best, out of all these contestants, he goes there most often afterall,

he found himself knocking on the door with a sign written on it, that said, "dancing high waiting room 4", entering the room after,

"lets do our best. i am ordinary, its okay if i dont pass, the hyungs are gonna treat me to beef if i lost anyway, ive got nothing to lose"

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"hello, i'm here for dancing high" somin said casually, pulling the mask down to be able to speak freely,

this no good of a throat just decided to attack me now, of all days in this year, now? seriously?

she was trying to hide her nervousness in with a smile which didnt really help, grabbing one of the staff's attention who led her in for identity check,

somin proceeded to show her id, matching it with her face before covering her mouth with the mask again, and just like that she was tossed to another staff who'll lead her to her waiting room,

boi she didnt know that she'd be sharing it with other 4 people,

she was wise enough to ask about it, talking with one person or stranger is ok, talking with 2 is moderate, more than two then she doesnt know anymore,

she finally settled with what question, how she questions, and in what volume she'll ask, giving it a go,

"um how many people will i share the waiting room with?", pretty loudly for him to realize, immediately answering without even crosschecking or assuring her id,

no double work,a professional, i see.

"you'll be sharing with 4 others, three of them arrived already" he said in which the girl responded with a thank you,

holy cow

4 others? and there are three of them already?

what if i get annoying? what if they dislike me? what if i accidentally answer sarcastically? when this is the first step to befriend someone in this program?!

what if i come out as too excited? what if i annoy them? theyd wanna rest and calm themselves down, i'm gonna do that too, i shoudlnt be loud, i should keep quiet, i shouldnt infect them with this shitty cough-wait nevermind my throats just that weak, i-

"here we are, you will be called on by age, from oldest to youngest, the shooting begins in two hours so i suppose you prepare your makeup and stretches" the man informed, this time reciting as he read from his phone, slightly bowing in which the girl did before the man went away,

the latter was about to knock when the door blasted open, revealing a pretty female,

her long brown hair was neatly tied back in a low ponytail and her cold cat eyes truned into crescents once she saw somin,

why shes so sweet

"why hello, is your waiting room here too?" she beamed, and whoa she pretty,

"uhm yes, i'm lee somin, nice to meet you-"
the girl bowed,

"i'm kim soohyeon, 19 years old, how old are you?" the pretty girl smiled,

"i'm 17"

ohmygod im not stuttering and my throat's actually cooperating i havent coughed a single bit while talking to her omg omg omg shes so pretty and nice and her sleeveless crop blouse ohmygod i thrive to be so confident,

"well call me unnie then, oH riGht COME IN oh god i forgot" she laughed, opening the door wider for the both of them to fit in,

the waiting room was just as how it looked like on tv, white accented room with a side of it full of mirrors and a table for makeup, whilst the other side had a pretty big black couch,

on it sat a girl, typing furiously on her phone, her furrowed eyebrows straightened when soohyeon called for her,

"hello" the girl bowed, she had a really sweet and innocent smile, her white outfit made her more innocent by that,

somin bowed, introducing herself, "hello, my name's lee somin, nice to meet you" ,

the girl's mouth formed an "oh" before she smiled again, "my name's ryu dayeon"

hecc what a pretty name

"dayeon's also 19, there's another one, she's going to the rest room, she'll be back soon" soohyeon informed, propping herself on one of the swivel chairs infront of the mirrors,

somin prepped her white backpack down, now not really sure of what to do as taemin insisted on doing her makeup earlier before she left and stretching was the first thing she did in the morning, heck she even stretched on her way here,

dayeon was back to typing on her phone and soohyeon fixing her mascara when a knock was heard, before the door was pushed open,

"hello" the black haired girl squeaked out, she had a bright and wide grin plastered on her face as she stepped in, closing the door behind her carefully,

somin just had to fling herself infront of the poor girl, not really able to contain her excitement and determination to make friends, startling the poor girl,

"oh? gaeul's back, she's lee somin" soohyeon announced, reffering to the girl in her mustard yellow hoodie standing awkwardly infront of the girl,

"oh hello, i'm yoo gaeul, 15 years old, please take care of me" the black haired girl beamed, she had a really nice figure, not to mention she was young,

"sorry about earlier, i'm lee somin, 17 years old, nice to meet you" somin smiled,in which the girl asked to, " can i call you unnie?"

somin found that really cute, supressing her uwus in nodding vigorously, might having scarred poor gaeul,

man gaeul means autumn, how pretty

somin realized how tense the waiting room atmosphere was, guessing it mightve been because everyone was nervous, but for sure, her throat just chose to rebel as somin coughed pretty harshly, making those who watch wince, bombarding with are you okays which somin dismissed, excusing herself to the restroom, finding her way outside,

walking aimlessly through the hallways cramped with people,

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