I carefully opened my phone then shut it, debating whether or not I should call Chundoong oppa.

Suddenly my phone started to vibrate. I jumped slightly, causing my phone to fly in the air. I quickly caught it before it land on the ground.

I checked my screen.

Chundoong Oppa.

I answered.

"Hello?" "Hey, are you nervous?? Hehe..."Chudoong Oppa asked. "Of course, who wouldn't be?? aren't you?"I replied. "Only thing I'm nervous about is you not winning."he mumbled  "you're my competition, what do I have to lose?"I joked.

c "Wow thanks."he said sarcastically.

"Hehe I'm kidding. We'll do fine. And whoever wins doesn't matter right?"I responded cheerfully.

Silence hung on the other line.

"...What?"I asked.  "Yeah but we know who's going to win." Chundoong oppa sighed.

"....you?"I replied hesitantly "No, you Babo, YOU."he teased.

"....no...."I grumbled  "Hey, you've made it this far so...why not?"he asked. "You made it this far too!"I shot back.

"But I WANT you to win. I kinda did this because..y'know. We didn't really have much choice." he responded flatly.

"....wait so you don't wanna debut?"I asked. "I'm not saying I don't wanna, but I wanna train more. So you go out and shine okay?" he encouraged. "Oppa...but..."I started.

"But what? No buts! You are gonna win."he cut in. "What about you?" I wailed. "I'm still going to try but I know how much you actually WANT this."he said firmly

"Well...."I trailed off.

"Exactly." Chundoong Oppa filled in.

I sighed. I knew this was a conversation I couldn't win. But I wanted to cry. Why'd he have to be so nice?!

"Oh...okay fine Oppa. I have to go though. I'll see you tomorrow."

Chudoong chuckled.

"Okay. Himnae Ji-eun-ah! Hwaiting?"

I laughed softly.

"Hwaiting."