Foreign Love

[Tanime’s POV]

The day of the audition
There are so many people here. Hoon and I are one of the oldest around I guess. Right now we’re waiting to get called in to audition. All of a sudden me, Hoon and three other people are called in. We were told to line up and that each person would get the chance to perform their talent(s). Hoon was first. He sung Growing from K. Will. It was so beautiful. He should really be an artist.

Next up was a young girl. She performed a monologue. She even cried on commando. Woah, these people are no joke.

Finally it was my turn. I started by singing You’re My from Taeyang. After that I danced to Beyoncé’s Diva. The judges thanked us and we had to wait for their phone call.

“Hoon, we could wait at my house for their phone call if you want to? My house is across the street.”

“Oh, that would be great, thank you Tanime.”

At home I prepared some snacks and connect my laptop to the television so we could watch some variety shows while waiting.

“Tanime, thank you for doing this with me. It really means a lot to me.”

“No problem, Hoon. I hope you'll get accepted.”

“Same goes for you.”

After 15 minutes Hoon’s cell phone starts to ring. Our eyes meet.

“Yoboseyo” He replies. “I understand, thank you.” I look at him while he finishes the phone call. He takes a couple of seconds before he looks at me.

“And??” I asked.

“Tanime”, he said while getting up, “I got accepted!”

“Waahhh, good job!” I jumped up to celebrate with him. And then my phone started to ring.

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