Ever since middle school, I’ve always been such a huge fan of Kpop. I thought all those idols were beautiful and handsome and multi-talented; I wanted to be just like them, but I was too afraid. Would I be denied at the audition because I wasn’t Korean? What if my singing or dancing wasn’t up to their standards? I constantly lived in fear of rejection. Of course, I was a shy kid back then. I continuously told myself that if I wanted to become an idol, I had to be confident and work for it. And so I did. I took care of my health, my complexion, and practiced singing and dancing every single day up until the day I finally decided: I’m going to do it.

They say you should audition for multiple entertainment companies to increase your chances of getting in to at least one, kind of like when you’re applying to colleges. It was the smart thing to do but, I was on a mission. There was only one company that I was determined to get into: Cube Entertainment.
 
Years of practice, blood, sweat, and tears lead up to this moment and I didn’t want to screw things up. I studied Korean as if my life depended on it, though without proper guidance I could only learn the basics.

I paced back and forth in my spot, fidgeting with the strings of my hoodie. I took a few deep breaths to calm my anxiety before my number was finally called after hours of waiting. ‘Here I go...’ I thought with a look of determination and an air of confidence as I walked head held high into the audition room with a bright yet nervous smile on my face. ‘This is it...I have to do well.’ I thought as the door slowly shut behind me. “Annyeonghaseyo...”