A/N: HWANG JIHYUN REPLACES PARK SUNMIN IN JYP OTHER THAN RYUJIN :) she is not Park Sunmin.

I wiped my sweaty palms on my leggings as my CEO, Park Jinyoung, stepped inside the room. Ryujin and I quickly greeted him and we all sat down.

"You two have been working hard right?" JYP asked.

Ryujin and I quickly nodded.

"Good, both of you are going to be joining Yang Hyunsuk's new survival show, Mixnine, so make sure you prepare well for it. You two can do it, right?"

Mixnine? YG?

"Yes, we can." Ryujin said beside me.

"You two have JYP's reputation on you, they will be expecting a lot so don't let me and them down." Park Jinyoung said, before leaving the room.

He left Ryujin and I speechless.

"Wait..." I muttered. "Isn't a survival show..."

"Brutal?" Ryujin asked.

"And YG..."

"Even more brutal?"

"...I'm screwed." I scoffed.

Ryujin slapped a hand on my shoulder (a little too hard, that girl has fucking muscles). "No cmon, we'll both make it, it'll be great."

I pouted and rubbed my shoulder. "I guess we'll suffer together."

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For the next weeks, we trained and practiced for the upcoming audition. I felt a huge burden, as I was holding the name JYP on my shoulders, and everyone would be expecting a lot.

If my CEO didn't want me to do it, I wouldn't have.

Because truthfully, I would never be able to make it far in survival shows. I'm not confident as Ryujin, and the only thing pushing me to do my best is,

my mother.

Ryujin and I waited as everything was set up, and soon enough we were called in.

"We're both getting in." Ryujin said. "If you don't try your best, I'll kick your ass." She grinned jokingly.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I'll try my best. Because if I don't Mr. Sajangnim will murder me."

Ruskin patted my shoulder and we both walked in.

Okay, first step is to not trip on the way to the center-FUCK. Was that plant always there??

I stumbled as my foot got caught in the pot but quickly recovered, rushing next to Ryujin in the center again. The girl was holding back laughs at me, and Yang Hyunsuk-IS THAT SEUNGRI??

Wow. He's so handsome.

I shook the thoughts out of my head and sheepishly smiled at Yang Hyunsuk and Seungri who were laughing at me. "Sorry, I'm really nervous." I added.

"There is nothing to be nervous about, my dear. We both are humans, just like you two." Seungri said.

I smiled and nodded. He talks like a grandpa but it's still cute.

The individual auditions started, with me going first because if Ryujin came before me, the expectations would be raised so high my performance would look like a pig rolling in mud.

"Hwang Jihyun, 19 years old." YG read off the sheet in front of him. He paused and looked up, scanning me from head to toe. "How tall are you?"

"160 centimeters." I said.

He nodded. "You look quite tall, but I guess it's your long legs that make you look so."

I quickly nodded, even though I've never heard that compliment before. "Thank you."

"Okay, I'll see your performance now."

I took a few deep breaths as I held the microphone to my lips. The song I was singing was Through The Night by IU.

As I sang, I studied YG's expression, but it remained unchanged. When the song ended, I was disappointed that I couldn't change his expression.

YG looked at me dead in the eyes. "How long have you been a trainee?"

How long? How long has it been?

"...4 years."

"Is this all? This is how far you have made it?"

I looked at the floor. "...yes."

"At this point, I would assume you've been training for 2 years." He said. "You have a lot of potential. But you don't know how to use it. You're very unconfident, I can tell. You need to learn how to use the stage, make yourself appear bigger."

I nodded.

"Last of all, I feel a lack of motivation in you." He said.

I bit my lip.

"Is this the path you want? Do you want to be an idol?"

I slightly nodded.

"It doesn't seem genuine to me. What are you fighting for?"

What are you fighting for?

What are you fighting for?

What am I fighting for?

"...I want to succeed, and do what I love the most. But most importantly, I want to make the people around me proud."

My mom.

My mom doesn't have much time left, as she has leukemia. I want to make her proud, and make her say, "that is my daughter." Maybe then will it give her energy to fight the disease.

"You must put yourself first. Make yourself proud before others." YG said.

"I will. I am." I said.

He nodded. "You have dance next?"

"Yes." I put the microphone down and got into my position as the music started. The song was Lights On by H.E.R., it had a nice beat.

As the music started, I felt a huge urge to show him everything. I finally realized, that I wanted this. I wanted to be part of the show. I wanted to debut. I wanted my mother to see me and be proud.

It's truly what I wanted.

I felt confident, and when the stage ended, I felt no feelings of regret like I did before. It was like I did a 180 degree change.

YG and Seungri both looked satisfied, but confused at the same time.

Seungri burst out laughing in disbelief. "What is this?"

"Why did you change all so suddenly??" Seungri asked.

I grinned. "I felt the urge to work harder."

"So you weren't working hard before?"

"...not as much. To be completely honest, I didn't even want to join the program. But I'm glad JYP made me, because I would've end up regretting it if I didn't." I explained.

"Wah, JYP is now forcing trainees under their will to join these shows, as expected!!" Yang said jokingly.

"No no, I agreed to do it though." I said, giving a thumbs up to the camera. "Thanks Sajangnim!"

YG and Seungri laughed, therefore ending my audition.