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Yoona was directed to a small room that had been converted into a makeshift makeup room. She smiled at the two women in the room and sat down. Makeup was nothing new to Yoona so she was comfortable wearing it. She sat still and relaxed as the artists began her work. The other woman began running through a mock interview with the actress to help her prepare what to say. She remembered what her little angel had advised her and kept telling herself to be confident and answer with direct and persuasive answers. That was what you were supposed to do, isn’t it?

Finally, the makeup and mock interview was finished, and she could see what the makeup artist had done. She smiled happily and thanked both women for their hard work and gave them encouragement as she knew they still had a long day ahead of them. Being the person she was, Yoona hugged both before she left the small room at the request of a male. Yoona smiled at the male who began leading her to the interview room. She thanked him with a bright smile and opened the door. Confidence was key, right?

The young woman waved at the interviewers behind the desk and smiled as she walked to the centre of the room. She held her bag in front of her and pushed her hair behind her ear. The interviewers introduced themselves and Yoona noticed the camera beside them. Her demeanour weakened slightly.

❝ Yoona-ssi, you have a mix of musical influences listed in terms of genre and countries. What is your favourite genre and what do you look for when listening to or singing a song? ❞

Yoona listed carefully and thought briefly for a moment before she replied. ❝ When it comes to music there isn’t any one specific genre I prefer. If the song is well written and well produced, then I already love it. ❞ She smiled brightly and adjusted her stance. ❝ I find myself drawn to songs that are well sung and have deep meanings behind them. As a singer, I enjoy songs that have long vocal notes and are challenging. ❞

The interviewers nodded and made notes. Yoona looked down and played with her lower lip. Already, she was losing confidence. When they spoke, she looked back up at them. ❝ Why do you want to become an idol or a trainee? What scares you? ❞

Yoona swallowed and tucked her hair behind her ear once again. ❝ I know I’m already older than companies would prefer their trainees to be but what I lack in age I make up for in perseverance and dedication. I want to challenge myself, both as a vocalist and as a person. The performing doesn’t scare me as I am used to performing. The thing that would scare me would be the not knowing. ❞

Yoona waited patiently as the two people behind the desk continued about their note-taking. She smiled brightly when they looked back up at her but the looks on their faces made her worry. The next question helped her understand their looks. ❝ I see you have listed Nova as your first company. Is this because of your stepsister? ❞

This question threw her. She never expected to be asked anything like this. It had never even crossed her mind and she suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Her facial expression dropped and so did her shoulders. She suddenly felt very heavy. She could feel tears well in her eyes from the very thought that she could do such a thing. She fought them back and shook her head, looking down slightly. ❝ N-No, ❞ she replied, her voice cracking slightly. She cleared her throat and looked up. ❝ I would never use unnie in such a way. I have always loved Nova and their music. The idols they produce are very talented and remarkable singers. ❞ She swallowed. ❝ Hyuna unnie never crossed my mind when I was filling out the form. I had forgotten she was a Nova trainee… ❞ Yoona sighed softly. ❝ Hyuna unnie has only been my step-sister for 2 or 3 years so how could you ask-? ❞ She cut herself off before she accidently said something that could ruin her entire audition, if it wasn’t already ruined. A few tears ran down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away.

She felt defeated and just wanted to run away. Her happy self was now no more. Sadly, she could not leave as there was still one more thing she had to do.