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"𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖" -𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
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Later that day they gathered all of the scrambled teens in a small and smelly gym. Teens all shapes and sizes gathered together in two long lines.

The employees personally handed us enormous signs with letters. Next to the large letter was our full names printed and displayed with our nationality.

'What in the world does this mean?' I pursed my lip again as I stood by myself in the gym. I rubbed my arms up and down in an attempt to warm myself.

I was an outsider to these guys. Over sixty girls and guys in one crowded gym.

Loud chatter filled my sensitive ears, I clasped my hands over my ears and scanned the room again. Praying that at least one friendly face stood out. At last, I was left to my weird defense stand.

Girls and guys were rushing around to catch everyone's names and form teams and alliances. This would be a good time to find a group.

'What is this? Dodge ball?!'

"Excuse me" I sucked up all my courage and tapped one of the girls shoulder. She stopped her conversation and looked into my eyes with a smile. Her short hair swung as she spun around. Her front teeth were crooked but nonetheless cute, and she was extremely tall. "Do you know what these letters mean?"

"Of course! Their our rankings! You right their, are in the A category! Congratulations!" She giggled and pointed to my letter. She called over her friend and introduced herself. "I'm Akira fujioka! This right here is my good friend ji Yoo!"

Ji Yoo was also on the tall side of the scale with mid length blond hair, her green eyes sparkled as she looked at me.

"Hello, I'm Ha Eun" I bowed to both girls. They were both classified as B categories. We hit it off and Ji Yoo put me in a group with them. Our team was strong and I was often viewed as the under dog until I started shining at the last 4 final rounds. Since each member was eliminated each round; Ive gotten more chances to shine and came first overall 3 times continuously. Both Ji Yoo and Akira Fujioka we're unfortunately eliminated during round three and seven. Our group of 13 soon crumbled to a small, and smaller, and smaller group.

They made new groups, combined teams. With new changes came unfortunately some unfriendly faces. Everyone was out for those top twelve spots and getting them were not easy. Friendships must be broken, betrayals will form and the best thing is that their are cameras to record you're every. Single. Move.

It was up to me to continue holding out. All this work, all this devotion to becoming an idol will not go to waist. All my friends who had been eliminated put their faithful in me. A lonely city girl with no support from her family. I didn't need their support, why?

Because this girl was able to
place 4th overall and win

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