Our practice with the MC wrapped up quickly.
First up, part distribution.
No need to divide parts separately since it’s already a mixed song with designated male and female parts.
“Um, Do-hee…?”
“Yes?”
“Can you… maybe rap the female part…?”
If casual speech feels awkward, just use formal speech.
I can’t breathe over here.
“I can handle this much. It’s super easy.”
“That’s what I thought… right?”
I chuckled and glanced sideways.
“You’re really underestimating me, you know?”
Joo Seung-bin waved his hands vigorously, shaking his head.
“Oh, no…! That’s not it…! I think you’ll do great. Your sense of rhythm is good…”
Just kidding. Why is everyone so tense?
“I was just joking…”
“Ah, um…! Right!?”
Joo Seung-bin awkwardly clapped and laughed.
“Ha, haha.”
Sorry, I won’t joke today.
It was so awkward I just had to try.
“Are you by any chance MBTI type I?”
Among our members, only Na-eun Unni was this shy.
“No, I’m E…!”
Well, that’s even more surprising.
“I’m just someone who gets shy among the members… I’m nervous… yeah.”
“Right. E can be shy too. I’m E and I get shy.”
“Yeah, oh, right.”
“So, just try not to worry too much and treat me comfortably, okay?”
“Um… yeah, got it.”
“Then shall we get straight to the choreography?”
“…Yeah.”
I turned away from Joo Seung-bin and opened YouTube.
Since it’s a well-known song, there was no need to watch the original artist’s video; there were plenty of clear-cover dance tutorials on YouTube.
I picked one.
“Let’s do it while watching this. If there’s anything tricky, we can change a few parts.”
“Should we do that?”
“Yeah, sure.”
The choreography was simple enough; it was at most just rhythmic movements, so it was easy to catch on.
The real challenge was to match a few key moves together.
“Senior, you need to look at me.”
“Oh, right!”
It took less than two hours to memorize the movements and choreography.
At least I’m lucky that I pick up dancing quickly.
“Should we start recording now?”
I took out a camera to start recording for the production staff of the trending song.
—My sea, my sky
—I love you, always by my side!
Once we wrapped up the choreography recording, I looked at Joo Seung-bin with a smile of relief.
I smiled and looked at Joo Seung-bin.
“Oh, it turned out perfectly, didn’t it?”
Still, after about two hours of practicing together and chatting even a little, I felt some kind of intimacy developing.
At least internally.
“Ah, yeah. Well, yeah.”
He seems to have gotten more comfortable using casual speech with me.
“…yes.”
Oh wait, never mind.
“So, when is our next practice day with the dancers?”
“Next week… I think?”
“Should we do the AR recording on that day too then?”
“Let’s do that… So, you’re coming in for work that day, right?”
The dancers decided to come here, so then I might as well do it at our company.
“Yes, that sounds right.”
I’m glad the choreography practice finished earlier than expected.
Along with that, the atmosphere became awkward again like at the beginning.
“Ah, but where did the managers go?”
I looked around, smiling for no reason, trying to find the managers.
“Uh… where could they be?”
*
Once we returned to the dorm.
Woo-ah Unni and Chiyo Unni greeted me at the entrance with sly, teasing smiles.
“Ah, what is it?”
This is getting annoying already.
I pushed them away and walked calmly.
If I walk too fast, they cling on like crazy, pretending not to care.
If I even show a small opening, I’ll get eaten alive in our dorm.
“Did Do-hee come back?”
“Yep~”
Na-eun Unni welcomed me in the living room.
Na-eun Unni also watched me with a subtle gaze.
“So?”
“So, what?”
“How was it~?”
I have no idea what they are expecting.
My irritation flared up.
I took off my sweat-drenched shirt.
“Oh my gosh, Do-hee.”
“Squeak~ I adore Do-hee~”
“Do-hee the mischievous is here…!”
Are they all crazy?
“Don’t come in, I’m going to change.”
I felt like I shouldn’t be here, so I grabbed my outerwear and headed to my room.
Without even turning on the light, I locked the door behind me.
I could hear playful voices and knocks from the outside.
—Do-hee~ wash up and go to bed~ just come out for a bit~
—What are you so shy about~
—Open the door for a moment please~
Fatigue flooded over me.
Sigh… I’m tired even after coming back.
I threw my outerwear towards where the bed would be.
—Thud
Then I turned on the light.
“Ah, crap, you scared me!”
Did I hit someone with the shirt I threw?
Lying on the bed with the shirt draped over her head was Kim Seo-yoon.
Seo-yoon Unni casually opened her mouth, as if nothing was wrong.
“So, our youngest.”
Her tone was so sweet.
Anyone would think it’s her room.
“How was today~?”
“Get out.”
“I’m really going to die.”
*
After recording, coordinating with the dancers, and finalizing the outfits, the date for my first live broadcast as an MC finally arrived.
Usually, when there’s a special event, MCs don’t participate in pre-recordings, but today, since it’s my debut as an MC, we have a special stage, so I headed to the shop early in the morning before going to the broadcasting station.
“Honestly, I’m really worried. I only slept for 3-4 hours, but right now, I’m so excited that my mind is wide awake.”
There were three of us in the car.
Me, Manager Young-ho in the driver’s seat, and Manager So-young, who is joining us as an interim fan manager.
“Do-hee, aren’t you sleepy?”
Manager So-young poked the behind-the-scenes camera at me and asked.
“A little? But I’m okay; I’m used to pre-recordings.”
“Wow~ As expected from a third-year celebrity~”
“Yeah~ So cool!”
“Yes, I’m a veteran. I’m that person.”
“Awesome, awesome. Then, like a veteran, please look at the camera and read the script clearly again~”
“Right, Do-hee, your pronunciation slips.”
“Yeah…”
I wondered why there were so many people enjoying teasing me.
Even the managers…
Anyway, we arrived at the broadcasting station.
After I greeted the staff and headed to the innermost part of the lobby, there was a nameplate that read ‘MC Do-hee Lee, MC Joo Seung-bin Waiting Room.’
‘Looks like we’re sharing a waiting room.’
As soon as I entered the room, I saw countless balloons.
Messages celebrating the MC.
I clapped my hands.
“Wow!”
Deep down, I thought, the staff must have worked hard. It must have been a hassle.
“Oh, hello~”
On the other hand, Joo Seung-bin, who was getting a second makeup touch-up, nodded.
“Hello, senior.”
But since we had gotten a bit closer during the last recording and second rehearsal, it wasn’t awkward.
If the staff left…
It would probably get awkward again.
Sigh.
*
‘I am a god.’
Do-hee Lee’s home mama thought.
They say fans resemble their artists.
Perhaps, I’m not the one resembling Do-hee, but…
Still, I repeatedly shouted internally, ‘I am a god.’
Winning a chance to be part of Do-hee’s first special MC stage was exhilarating.
“What’s Do-hee’s sibling like?”
“Do-ah~ Four years younger than Do-hee. Now she’s 13. I don’t know what her face looks like, but according to Do-hee, even though she doesn’t resemble her, the narcissist Do-hee admits she’s the cutest. Of course, among fans, there’s a strong opinion that they resemble each other. Do-ah was street-cast by a major entertainment company. She likes Do-hee but doesn’t show it, a true tsundere. It’s a well-known story that when Do-hee bought her a Nintendo, she just played games instead of hanging out with Do-hee, which made Do-hee sad.”
So, I answered Manager So-young’s question about the fan verification procedure with this TMI.
So-young answered the fan confirmation procedure question with TMI.
It was all stories that Do-hee had been mumbling about in bubble or live broadcasts.
“Oh… Yes. You seem to know well. Yes, you can go in.”
“Yes! Fighting to the first-time fan!”
Bravely stepping inside, Home Mama Do-hee.
Even though there were occasionally people sneaking in with winning tickets to see other idols, it had nothing to do with her.
“Don’t push!”
“Please keep the line!”
The fan line over there near Seven and Joo Seung-bin looked quite crowded.
‘As expected, boy group fans are a bit more passionate.’
She shook off the thoughts and pulled out the cheering stick.
It was the sparkling Seven cheering stick, but Do-hee would probably like it too.
It seemed like she wasn’t the only one thinking that as most of Do-hee’s fans were also holding Seven cheering sticks while waiting.
And then they entered the pre-recording room.
Soon after, the two MCs entered in turn.
“Hello, Idol~”
“Hello~ Um… Charvenyu?”
The room echoed with screams that could burst eardrums.
Since it was a pre-recording with different fandoms mixed together, they couldn’t have a comfortable chat, but there was some light banter.
“Did you sleep? You must be tired.”
“Not at all!”
“No, I’m not tired!”
“Actually, I’m tired!”
And everyone responded together without differentiating fandoms.
Since both MCs were minors, there was a tendency to see them as cute.
“We? We’re close. Right, Senior?”
“Yes, yes…”
The awkwardness between the two that couldn’t be hidden was funny.
“Actually… we’re still in the getting to know each other stage.”
“Yes, yes…”
“You said you were extroverted, but it sounds like a lie.”
“Yes, yes…”
But that wasn’t what mattered.
Do-hee’s coordinator had made the outfit too…
‘It’s already my style, and the way she made it funny like this… Is she trying to grab my heart!?’
Do-hee’s coordination today was clearly themed around the sea.
A sailor style unseen even during Seven’s activities.
‘They might think I’m an annoying otaku, but I just want a kiss from her due to an accidental encounter…’
High ponytail.
Her hair tied with a light pink ribbon.
A one-piece sailor lace dress.
White socks and black shoes to top it off.
It wasn’t a typical sailor look, but rather refreshing and not excessive.
‘Ha, what do I do? Seeing her after so long makes her even cuter… I can only express it by screaming with my limited vocabulary…’
The Home Mama gushed with years of experience.
Regardless, with a word from the Producer.
“All right, we’re going to standby.”
The rookie MCs found their spots.
And then the familiar intro played.
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