"Each position will receive one original song."
The screens changed.
VOCAL — 1 SONG — 8 PERFORMERS
DANCE — 1 SONG — 8 PERFORMERS
RAP — 1 SONG — 8 PERFORMERS
ACE — 1 SONG — 8 PERFORMERS
"All eight members of your position will perform together."
Jisoo immediately looked relieved.
"Oh, thank God."
PD Kwon looked directly at him.
"I wouldn't celebrate yet, trainee Oh."
Jisoo's smile disappeared.
"Right. Sorry. Continue ruining my life."
PD Kwon continued like Jisoo hadn't spoken.
"Your performance will be evaluated individually."
The screens changed again.
1ST — FINALIST
2ND — FINALIST
3RD — FINALIST
4TH — FINALIST
A red line sliced horizontally across the screen.
5TH — ELIMINATED
6TH — ELIMINATED
7TH — ELIMINATED
8TH — ELIMINATED
Someone behind me made a strangled sound.
I understood.
Perfectly.
Eight trainees per position.
Four advancing.
Four eliminated.
Fifty percent survival rate.
And we'd be performing the same song.
Sharing the same stage.
