Jihoon raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying her answer. "A reasonable amount, huh? Well, if by reasonable you mean barely enough to survive, then sure."
Mingwa laughed softly, feeling the tension of the audition begin to melt away. "I'll catch up on sleep after I get the part. Deal?"
Jihoon shook his head with a smile. "You're impossible. But seriously, you killed it today, Mingwa. If you don't get this role, then something's seriously wrong with the world."
They continued down the hallway, the excitement of the moment slowly turning into quiet anticipation. As they stepped outside, the cool evening breeze hit her face, and Mingwa felt a sense of relief wash over her.
"One step closer," she said softly to herself, the weight of the day finally lifting.
But as they walked away, the memory of Taewoo's gaze lingered. She couldn't shake the numb feeling in her heart when she thought about it.
