After performing a high-energy performance in front of the stage, hitting cute poses, and smiling like I'm having the time of my life. I experience something that made me not want to quit this job. The feeling that I was not given as long as I lived and it was always this time I'd experience it.
The room was filled with the sound of applause in the air, with everyone chanting my name at the top of their lungs, that's when I felt like I was the most loved. Those screams of praises and worshipping me like a god, made me feel complete. It made me feel wanted after all this time without feeling this from my parents.
But little did I know that it was already slipping away from me. The chanting of praises, instead of shouting "Sugar Hare." They shouted... his name.. the man I always hated... "Sugar Bea-"
"RING RING RING!" My alarm rang loudly, immediately waking me up. "Oh my gosh.. so that was only a dream..." I sighed and took a deep breath. "It felt so real... I mean who am I kidding. It is real. Sugar Bear has completely taken the spotlight." I stood up from my bedroom and did my morning routine as always, grabbing the toothbrush, I brushed my teeth while I scrolled to my messages and there were 10 missed calls from Natalie. Oh boy, that girl really has nothing to do today doesn't she?
After I freshened up in my bathroom, I got out and opened my wardrobe. It was full of regular t-shirts that I usually wear at home but I grabbed my flashiest outfit for today since there was no way I'm going to let Sugar Bear outshine me even more than he already has. I grabbed the pink cardigan with a bunny embroider from the cabinet and some matching pants that will complement the pink and headed out so I can change when my makeup gets put on.
I got outside of the house with my sugary facade completely in my face. I'm going to do a lot of smiling today so I should be on my best behavior. I don't want any scandals to happen about my fake personality.
As I was going outside my house, the van was already waiting for me outside like back at school where they were waiting for me with smiles on their faces and there he was. Sugar Bear, my arch-nemesis and idol groupmate.
"Good morning Yukki!" Sugar Bear greets me as he's seated tightly on the van with the other staff crew.
I shrugged off my self-hatred and let out a fake smile to greet him as well. " Good morning Hajime!" I responded to him with an ear-to-ear smile. Sugar Bear aka Hajime Tsumiki is a tall man, standing at 6'3, towering over me and Sugar Mare, which is another one of our idol groupmate.
Since Hajime is more handsome, taller, richer, more talented. He's always the one at the front and center while Sugar Mare and I are his back-up dancers. It's absolutely infuriating, to say the least, that this person gets everything handed to them, the promotion deals, the acting jobs just because he's taller and he's better than us. That's why I hate him. I know it's jealousy and that's wrong but he's the one that's getting in the way of my dream to be one of the top idols because he's always the one nominated for the awards and they only take one idol member from a group so it has always been him.
"Where is Shinozaki? Is he coming to the set on his own or are we going back to his house to pick him up once again?" One of the producers asked the driver of the vehicle.
"He's probably still asleep again... He informed me that he went out drinking last night so I'm pretty sure he has a very bad hangover as of now." One of the producers answered which made the driver furious.
Shinozaki Saihara aka Sugar Mare is also part of our idol group. He has good looks but he's not as good-looking as Sugar Bear, according to the fans but he's known to be quite the womanizer, inviting so many women at his home and doing it with at least 3 of them at a time. That guy definitely has the stamina of a horse though I don't exactly feel threatened by that waste of space anyway, not like his drunken ass is going to get in the way of my career. Just a show of how he's such a promiscuous bitch is enough to ruin his reputation if he ever tries to get in my dream so I'm not particularly worried and the producers aren't particularly fond of him since he's always busy, sleeping around with women instead of actually doing his job. I'm pretty sure they only keep him for the visuals since he's pretty much dead weight to our team and if he wasn't 6'1 tall and wasn't handsome then he would have been kicked out already with this behavior.
"Oh, I hope Sugar Mare comes to the shooting! It would be so awful for the staff that's been waiting there to start the practice and he doesn't even bother showing up." I let out a sign of sympathy, pretending I actually care about Sugar Mare when I couldn't give a shit if he came to the practice in the first place. More spotlight on me I suppose.
"Alright then! Let's go back to the studio!" The producer commanded the driver and we headed directly to the studio to practice our dance for one of our music videos. I swear to god if that anus face Shinozaki doesn't come to practice and the quality of this dance video gets ripped to shreds I'm going to do some major trashtalking. Let's just hope everything goes smoothly and there wouldn't be any casualties. Just have to fake it till I make it.