I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite

011. What are you friendly?

“Oh really…”

Placing my hand on my forehead, I was overcome with a gloomy feeling.

The title of Luca’s broadcast today.

[3rd Audition Review / Short Short Bang]

Luca’s avatar in the back of the screen smiles brightly as if he is happy.

There were times when I blushed slightly and made a new look, and there were times when stars twinkled in my eyes.

But I couldn’t hear what she was talking about.

It wasn’t like someone forced earplugs on.

It was all because of the mute button I pressed voluntarily with tears in my eyes.

I also wanted to join the ranks of those viewers and chat and congratulate Luca, but the shackles of the current life were too heavy.

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Karma for what I did, no one else.

[Taemin. Are you really okay?]

[uh. I just do it.]

[It’s only two days. It’s going to be a lot of work because I’m preparing from scratch.]

[I do not care.]

[Why do you do that?]

Jun-seok looked at me with an incomprehensible look.

[…I’m doing it because I don’t know if I’ll be busy someday.]

I thought I could burn my body for about two days for Luca’s smooth broadcasting and preparation for the audition.

Of course, ‘Broadcast comes first! Teamwork is important right now?’ I am preparing materials with the mindset of…

Ha… I missed the broadcast so much.

It seems like everyone is toasting and enjoying the festival, but I feel like I’m the only one working in the corner of the room?

Still, since it was titled “short broadcast,” I rationalized that I should take a 5-minute break and pressed the volume button.

[Manager~~~~]

A voice that sounds like a pain in the ass.

Luca’s voice itself was cute, but the content was not.

[Cut out all the people who call themselves fucking idols here~~]

Shibaldol?

It didn’t take long to figure out where those words came from.

[Great job, Shibaldol! It’s the best shit!]

[Shit-dols, never debut! Shibal-dol, never debut! Shibal-dol, never debut! Shibal-dol, never debut! Shibal-dol, never debut! Shibal-dol, absolutely debut!]

[Lukatang calling the manager ㅇㅇ!]

[Sibal-dol’s debut, let’s go~~]

[no! Guys! I’m on the verge of becoming a real idol, so what if I keep calling you a fucking idol!]

Luca’s avatar shook his head.

[Really… that day, it wasn’t just me swearing…]

I tried to explain something, but the chat window didn’t even pretend to listen.

[Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. fuck. Five. Shit.]

[Yeah~ That’s right~ Shibal-dol is right~]

[Are you ashamed of swearing? Luctan?]

Aww… these bad guys…

When the situation was over, I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

be a starter

Will I be able to remove this tag from now on even if I get accepted into the final and actually work?

“Fucking Luca.”

It will not be an easy fight to put them to sleep with the cold things in their mouths.

In the end, Luka came to see all the viewers and Shobu.

[Guys. I’ll admit it. first stone. This is not a sound like a dog bone rolling from somewhere, it’s true that I did it.]

[By the way, I don’t think it’s a good thing that profanity is plastered in the chat window like this.]

[It’s not nice to look at, and how about people in other rooms coming and going. If the entire chat window is covered with profanity.]

[I’d rather sing it with some transformation, or the initial consonant… No. This won’t work anymore.]

As soon as I brought up the story of the first consonant, the chat window was flooded with consonants with various sexes.

[Stop it! Ugh… Really… Everyone… You have to say so many mean things…]

[Rather, then, from now on, give me the best nickname with your first consonant!]

[If you have something good, let’s do it. Shibaldol is really bad! now stop!]

Ah… I need to do this quickly and send it to Jun-seok…

With Luca’s broadcast on, I couldn’t turn off the volume button even after 10 minutes had already passed.

that’s why i’m so curious

As I always feel, the Internet broadcasting viewers’ drip skills were overwhelming.

I don’t think it’s common to have people who are so funny around me, but where the hell are these cyber ghosts hiding?

[Watermelon Stone. Isn’t this too absurd?]

[What is a defense? You mean I’ll be warmed up in hot water?]

Luka’s avatar laughed as if it were absurd.

[Five. This is good.]

Among the words pouring out one after another, Luca chose his own nickname…

[Bang Bang! Let’s do this!]

Despite the booing pouring out of the chat window, Luca steadfastly pushed forward with the candidate he had chosen.

[Now~ I would appreciate it if everyone would call me Seonbi-dol instead of Shibal-dol~ Wow Wow~]

As expected, the chat window was instantly covered with hell.

I, who was watching Luca with the viewers who were bickering again, pressed the home button.

“okay…”

It looks good. Luca Land.

Now that I’m holding on to this, Luca and the viewers will be able to enjoy it like that.

I fixed my eyes on the monitor again and sighed.

“…ah. I really don’t want to.”

However, it was never said that it was good to do data research.

* * *

“Whoa…”

Pressing the end broadcast button, I let out a short sigh.

I expected it from the time the word ‘shibal-dol’ was embedded in You Tube clips, but I never thought it would spread to this extent.

For a cute pretty girl character, I wondered if being a ‘silly idol’ was a bit too much.

However, it was a problem in itself that I just cursed at the viewers that day before blaming them.

I knew it was a live broadcast, but what can I do to be so surprised.

I thought about reducing cursing in everything, but the situation was the situation.

I got on the last train during the last train, how could I not be surprised?

The life jacket thrown at me, who was giving up because I thought I was ruined, was enough to paralyze my thinking.

I opened my phone and checked the messenger, and I checked the dantok that was full.

Teample…

The lingering feeling of passing the thrilling audition is also short-lived.

The messages piled up in Teample’s group chat made my heart heavy.

Being busy was never a lie.

Right now, I was still doing this for a while, and I had to fill out the documents requested by the company right away.

Surprisingly, the things that had to be submitted to become the finalists of the virtual idol group, Closer Project were extremely personal materials.

Records of life in middle and high school.

All social media account addresses in my name.

In fact, I had no choice but to accept the explanation that all the trainees in the company submitted data.

Because it’s a big company.

It was reasonable to explain that candidates who were involved in school violence or who could have other misconduct controversies could not be accepted.

I decided to finish writing this later, so I scrolled down the chat window.

[Junseok. Please take a look at this.]

[This came out of a public program recently, how about making it similar to the base?]

[There is also an article here, so I will send you a link as well.]

Taemin’s older brother…

Taemin oppa was constantly sending data and getting confirmation, like a real person who had lost his foot.

Even Junseok oppa didn’t even check it, but there were a lot of additional things sent, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Taemin oppa like this.

My older brother, who said he was doing his part, was really working harder than anyone else on the team.

But at the same time, it was a bit suspicious.

As Junseok oppa said on the day of class, Taemin oppa had no ‘justice’.

There was no reason why Taemin oppa would take care of my situation.

If I had to roll my head and come up with a reason, I was sorry that you dumped me in the past…?

At least I knew that he was fond of me and not for the same poor reasons.

I was rejected so harshly, but ‘Could it be me…?’ It was foolish to think like this.

But that doesn’t mean I’m not thankful or anything like that…

I open a personal chat with Taemin oppa, whom I promised I would never open again.

A conversation between the two of us that ends with my brother’s [ㅇㅇ].

I couldn’t hide the bitterness that reminded me of that time.

It was like this on this day. me.

I closed my eyes for a moment and evened out my breathing, then slowly moved my fingers and started typing chat.

[brother. You worked so hard because of me this time ㅠㅠ From next week, I will really work hard…]

A small cake and a gift icon that can be exchanged for coffee were also sent.

I don’t think it’s a big deal, but at the moment I wondered if this was an expression of sincerity.

Yellow 1 bar that disappears as soon as you send it.

It was a sign that Taemin oppa confirmed my contact.

I was nervous that an answer would come right away, and I held the phone tightly with both hands, but the reply did not come for a while.

I’d rather be criticized, so I hoped something would come sooner rather than later.

Do not sell first.

I thought I had already tasted enough of this kind of waiting at the audition.

[Did you handle the urgent work well?]

…what the hell is being friendly? really.