life has been so significantly boring these days. it could almost be disheartening, how easily his world began to shift within a few months—a short time, through jay’s eyes, his brain often condensing experiences into one fever dream he finds trouble sorting. not only that, becoming a trainee has become rather redundant, which is something he has come to expect. there’s always a shiny new cool thing to learn, sure, but that opportunity shows itself once every two months. sometimes longer. he needs an exciting occurrence!
enter: bora. someone with big dreams, nothing new—but she’s a fresh stranger-like figure he hasn’t dug into yet, which makes @borabe perfect for his latest project. another underdog story that he can involve himself in! more than that, there’s potential in the girl, which he hopes she sees in herself. still, confidence and self-assurance has always been an action first think later! type of thing for jay, an individual who dives head first into whatever captures his interests in the moment. naturally, he’s dragging bora in for the ride. for her benefit, he’d argue.
“okay! so this is a very simple competition, trust me.” he says, almost as if he’s defending his own solo decision to promptly sign bora up without any warning. “all you have to do… is get out there and show them what you’re made of!” he insists, sticking out his thumb to the stage. “everyone’s on the same level here, same playing field. i hear a talent scout has been walking around these areas too, you know. maybe you should look out for someone like that.”
he peeks his head out from behind the curtains backstage, looking into the crowd. “i thought they’d look like a stick in the mud, wearing a fancy suit or whatever. haven’t seen anyone like that though… maybe we need to watch out for someone with a very serious face on and wrinkles all over? from corporate stress?” jay turns back to bora, breaking into a grin. “ooohhh, are you nervous?” he questions, falling into his bad habit of teasing his newly acquired friend.
