Aish. Cold. As. Fk.
Walking down the streets to the YG-studios and regretting the choice of my outfit today, I can't feel my hands anymore. Great. How am I supposed to practise if I need to melt first?
*Insert nice calling sounds*
I took out my phone, watching at the cracked screen. Manager is calling. What is it now? I am just heading to the studios!
"Yes, [Y/N] here", I said in a neutral tone, not caring that this is my manager. Sometimes he can be too stressful, sometimes he forgets about the fact that I have a life next to this "idol"-stuff, so I can't be anywhere at any time. I also need to get changed into the [Y/S/N] (your stage name)-style. It's not that easy as it sounds.
"[Y/N], where are you? I need you now. I have news for you. And don't you dare being at home watching dramas or stuff like that!", he said harshly. "Okay, I am already on my way. Why so unfriendly? I hope I haven't done anything wrong." - "No, you didn't. But just hurry up. Even though you're a normal person, you're also an idol!" - "Yeah yeah, see you, I will be there soon." I hung up. Didn't wait for any responds. It seems like I am an impolite person, but I actually... I am not. I just hate it when people can't wait. But also, I am curious. If the manager says he has some news, it's always something positive for [Y/S/N]!
Ah, maybe your asking why my phone is broken? Well... I am just too lazy to spend (and buy) my money on those things, if it works, it works. Well if my manager sees this, he will probably annoy me to hell that i need a new one, cause if a fan sees this broken thing, they will think that "I am not mature enough to look over my things". Bullshit.
At the studios
Walking in, straight to the elevators, when a middle-aged woman in a black dress and high heels came to me and said: "Are you even allowed to go in this direction? You are not signed here, are you? Aish. Always those fans. As if you would meet any of the idols here! Haha." She's new here probably. Do I really need to show my ID? Not everyone of YG knows who I really am. It's just for the safety of the real [Y/N]. So I have an ID saying that I am an dance assistant for [Y/S/N]. So it's not that obvious who [Y/S/N] really is, if I do my practises at "her" practise room.
"No, I am not a fan. Don't judge if you don't know." I said a bit harsh, but I smiled. I took the ID which was in my big brown backpack and held it right in front of her face. She looks at me, then at the ID and again at me. She fake smiles. "Alright." She headed off. Wow, what a woman.
At the [Y/S/N] practise room
"Finally. There you are, my lil girl!", my manager said. At first he was harsh, now I am his lil girl. Okay. "Hey. Sorry I was asked about my ID. You know that stuff already." I said. "Right, nothing new. BUT! I actually got something new for you, [Y/N]!" - "And thats what?" I took a watter bottle out of the fridge next to the desk where my manager sit and started to drink. "You'll attend at MAMA!" I choked on the water. What?! MAMA?! "You can't be serious. I am not as famous as the idols who'll normally attend there! Neither I am as good as them!", I said nearly whispering. "Oh, [Y/N]. You are as good as them. Even better. I know it. You improved so much and we need to show it to the world, don't you think? That's why I needed you here earlier. Your dancers will arive soon and you need to be perfect on stage, so practise. I mean, being perfect isn't a big problem for you." He winks.