ulta opposite, and I'm sure my nerves are to Japan.
sigh as the millionth and one time, and sit on the nearest chair ... for the millionth and seven times. I take off my sweaty hands by passing on my pants, although I know it's a losing battle, because later I dried my hands on re-soaking.
What if I'm wrong? What if I lose the way? What if I fall? What if I a fool? Or worse ... What if I do everything right, but I'm not good enough? What if I'm not what they're looking for? All these questions are many turns in my mind again and again without control. Once my
ppapa told me that if we are always thinking that things will go wrong, then go wrong. The thought of my father gives me strength that I expected. It was not easy to convince him to let me come, so I should strive for both.
close my eyes and took a lot of air, trying to relax a little, then put it down, and start again ... Hey, it works. But ... what if I'm wrong?
Letting out a groan of frustration, his elbows on my knees and I cover my face with my hands. I can not relax. This is so hard, I'm not sure how to do it right.
- Are you okay? I winced when I hear that voice at all unexpected. I lift my face and I meet another guy,more or less my age, staring with a look of concern. Loose a sigh of relief that not one of the judges. I would hate to see me well.
"Sorry, I did not scare you," he said when he realized that I said nothing. If you do not want to interrupt you, I can go.
"No, no problem," I say immediately. The poor boy is not guilty of my internal battles or attacks my hysterical paranoia. I try to smile a little to reassure. In fact, I could use a little distraction. - Perfect! "He smiles. Drop a small sports bag on the floor, and sits on the chair beside me, letting out a moan. Ah, God, I'm dead.
is upat that moment that I realize that it takes exercise clothes and his face shows extreme fatigue. Must be a trainee. That makes my superior ... if all goes well today, of course.
- Nervous? He asks seeing the hand, head slightly bowed. "Very," I reply, returning to dry my hands on his pants.
"Yes, I remember, smile and look ahead, I think remembering. But you know what? The best thing is that we are. You're nervous now, and when you go up to that stage, just do what you gotta do what you do, and what you've done thousands of times. "That sounds easy, if only it were as easy.
"Do not worry," he says and commissionsntar is my life.
- Do you carry a lot of time training?
"Since last summer," he answers with a smile. Her smile is also very beautiful.
-Almost a year, "I say, amazed. And you know what will happen?
-still is not safe, "she says shyly, but say it may debut next year. As a soloist.
I can not keep my eyes open too big to listen. This company is famous for producing groups, male groups. It is unusual to take out a solo. This guy really must be very good.
- Really? I ask, and he just nods, smiling again. Congratulations!
"Not yet determined," he says, shakinghand. I have yet to train my voice more.

"But they are already planning, right?
"Yes," he admits at last. Debutaré say while another soloist. Kwon-sshi.
-Whoa ... It must be great.
"Yes. This is what I wanted all my life. A dream come true.
And all it shows. In his eyes, his voice, how to sit in her smile. It is noted that this boy was born to be on stage. It is at this moment I realize that my nerves have really decreased a lot. But something so good could not last long, right?
- Jung Yunho! -You hear the cry of one of the organizers from the back of the room. This alone
vuclairvoyance "... obviously none of this should be taken seriously
PD4: Not all" steps "will be long ... there will be some drabbles from a few hundred words maximum
PD5 hehehe ...: And, yes, there will parings. .. I have to say what will be the principal? do not think so XD
PD6: I do not know what to do to meet Minnie ... I have only 12 days !!!!!!!!!!!!!! * crazy *
PD7: these postscripts are becoming longer than the same fic, 'DD
PD8: missed the little notes at the end of the fics ... lol