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After the instructor repeated the choreography he allowed everyone to go do their stuff. Dae-ho walked toward his assigned production room and grab Nisha.
He couldn't bring the cat anywhere he wanted and Nisha probably enjoyed watching stuff on the computer then watching his class. He worried too much about the cat, it was his only companion after all not counting Rose obviously that can be considered to be a part of him.
Although Nisha struggled and wanted to keep watching her things but after a couple of kisses and scratches on the back of her ears and she relaxed once again. Dae-ho moved toward the 1st dance floor where the singular dance rooms were.
The singular dance room wasn't that big but enough to do a couple of jumps and even trash around as he liked. Like the room he had been for the class, a mirror could be seen on 2 walls, and since this was a singular room you couldn't see inside except if you climbed high enough and saw through the window but no one would ever be that stupid for that.
He lay Nisha on the ground and began playing with her until she was tired. Dae-ho began to ponder if he should buy toys for her. He would take care of it after practice.
He picked his phone and played and plugged it into the sound system and played.
If anyone had seen him dancing for his first attempt they would facepalm. He looked like an octopus trying to fly.
And as people know octopus can't fly. He himself hated it while looking at himself in the mirror right there, there were many places where he lacked. So he decided to go for the basics first.
First, he had to learn how to coordinate his lower body with the upper body, this if he ever wanted to not confuse and stumble on himself as he had done on his first attempt.
So he went with movement by movement. One by one, since the body was used to dancing but the brain couldn't order. It was something complicated.
So he went for the first movement one, two, three times and he couldn't do it. It wasn't that he couldn't make the move but he felt the impact of his movements and the movement of his body not expressive as the instructors.
''Once more...'' He tried once again yet to failt again.
'' Fu... no cursing no cursing don't get frustrated Daeoh breath in and out ... in ...out'' He got to the point of frustration, and practiced his breathing to calm down and catch some breath.
Actually he should have tried to do other thing other then dancing.
Why? Because Dae-ho knew just how bad it would be for his mental and how it would impact him. Sometimes it is better to call it quits for a little bit and come back full power. He sat cross legged on the floor. 5 hours of constant repetition and he felt his legs losing strength.
He lay his back on the floor and sighed.
Nisha came to him and began rubbing her tiny head on his own. This warmed his heart, maybe he was just trying to rush it too much, and he should eat something first and then come back.
So he went to eat to grab food on the canteen and moved towards his room with the food. There just where too many people eating at that time.
Something Dae-ho realised is that in these last 7 days he has been contracted with SN is that the number of trainees as been growing day by day. People just know how harsh idol trainee stage is, or they know but refuse to realise the magnitude and impact on the trainees themselves.
Just the simple fact that you had a rigid schedule as a trainee was enough, and you are basically fighting against everyone other then urself to achieve the number 1 and show your value to the company to then debut.
It is an extremely harsh place to be in, yet most can just smile and move forward on that, everything for the sake of achieving their dream.
Dae-ho's thoughts wandered back and forth and everything began to weight him down. The hopes the chairman had for him and his fans, viewers. It was different now, different from the Dae-ho of the soul that came to this body and the former owner of the body. Because they both had been betrayed by their own talent.
Dae-ho just sighed once more and finished his meal.
The already dark sky began to pour down as if mourning for him. Hearing the sound of the rain Dae-ho just sat up and walked out of the door, Nisha was sleeping after stuffing her little belly so he didn't have to worry.
He walked outside of the dormitory and just walked feeling the rain drops hitting his skin. It was September and the weather was growing colder but that was not the case for today the only cold feeling he had was from the water drops colliding with him.
Then he stopped and took off the mask and just closed his eyes and faced the sky. Tears began water flowing down from his reddening eyes, maybe it was the rain drops or real tears. ''Am I that untalented?''
He was talking to no one in particular. He didn't need for an answer either, staying still in the same position for minutes.
Until he closed his eyes and just smiled. The best comfort he had was the rain, it was the best to make him calm himself, maybe depress himself a little but it was enough to lift his souring mood.
The silence and the sound of rain hitting the floor, cars everything, was just a soothing sound a healing soothing sound.
[It is good you realised just how difficult things are. Yes you may have the plan and the help. But nothing will help you walk yourself. You have me and I will help you.]
Dae-ho smiled and just nodded.''Hmmm...''