From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

As EVE went down the stage, they passed by OCTA, who was set to perform next.

Seven, who wasn't acquainted with EVE, waved his hand at June, to which June waved back.

He didn't know much about him, but he seemed to be a good kid.

Then, at the very end of the line, June saw Uno, who was looking at him with an incomprehensible expression.

June remembered how Uno talked to him in the comfort room—when he didn't think they were on the same level.

Sucks for this guy! They were both S-tiers now.

So, June did what he thought would annoy Uno even more—and that was to smile at him.

Kill them with kindness, as they say.

With a smile, June passed OCTA confidently. His teammates excitedly spoke among themselves, still not over the thrill of the performance.

"That was so good! We were so good," Zeth ranted. "That was definitely the most handsome performance we've had."

"I had so much fun," Sehun said.

"And it's just the beginning," Jaeyong said. "Good job to everyone."

June smiled as he listened to his teammates while wiping the sweat dripping from his temples. He was about to bring out his handkerchief when he felt a pat on his shoulder.

June stopped, causing his other teammates to stop, too. Akira's eyes widened when he saw Amira by June's side, holding a handkerchief toward his way.

He was about to speak when Jaeyong covered his mouth and dragged him in the direction of their lounge. His other members also quietly went to their lounge, not wanting to interrupt June and Amira's moment.

June raised his eyebrows in inquiry.

"Yes, senior?" he politely asked.

Amira blushed with the sound of his voice. She made sure the piece of paper that contained her number was in the handkerchief before pushing it closer to June.

"Here," she said. "Wipe your sweat or something. It's dripping everywhere."

June chuckled and looked at his surroundings. "I think it's all good. The floor's clean."

Amira pursed her lips. "Just take it."

June shook his head before pulling out his very own handkerchief from his pocket and showing it to Amira with a proud smile.

"I have mine."

With that, he wiped away his sweat with his handkerchief. Amira looked at him, dumbfounded by the situation.

"Thanks for offering, though. I'll get going then, senior."

June waved goodbye before leaving Amira in the same spot, still not snapping out of her daze.

After a while, she finally realized what happened.

"Did he just reject me?"

June entered their room and was immediately greeted with teases.

"You traitor!" Akira exclaimed, catching June in a chokehold. However, June had been choked plenty of times, and by instinct, he flipped Akira over.

His members' eyes widened at the scene before them, and June finally realized his actions as he looked at the shocked Akira on the ground.

"Where the hell did you learn that?" Sehun asked.

June cleared his throat and sat on the couch. "It was just…instincts," he vaguely answered.

Zeth clicked his tongue. "Whatever. What happened with you and Amira? How does she even know you?"

June shrugged, leaning against the backrest of the couch. "I stumbled upon her group when we were rehearsing. She just wanted to give me her handkerchief."

His members were once again shocked by his revelation.

"Well, did you take it?" Akira asked, shaking June's shoulders.

June looked at him with confusion. "Of course not. I have my own," he said, showing them the handkerchief.

"I don't want to borrow hers and then become responsible for giving it back."

Akira pursed his lips and shook his head in disappointment.

"I can't believe you have this kind of luck with the ladies. I should have been the one born with it," he sadly said.

Casper chuckled. "Well, you can have his entire luck if you want."

Akira quickly shook his head. "Nah, I don't want to die young."

"Enough about this talk," Jaeyong said. "What do you guys want to order later? It's my treat."

"Woah!" Jisung exclaimed. "As expected from our leader. I want sushi this time."

"I want beef! The expensive one," Casper said.

"Oh, can we get wine, too?" Ren asked. "It's been a while since we drank."

"Nope," Jaeyong shook his head. "No alcohol. We still have to practice tomorrow for the music show on Friday."

"What are we celebrating?" June asked. "Is it the success of our first stage?"

"Well, that's one," Jaeyong responded. "We did really well earlier, by the way. I thought June wouldn't pull off that high note."

"Ey," Akira said, bumping shoulders with Jaeyong. "Are you doubting June's skills now?"

"No," Jaeyong said. "It's a hard note for anyone. I was just worried, but he did it well…very well, in fact. You're trending on Navel again."

"Gosh, our center is doing such a great job," Zeth said. "I'm so glad you debuted as the center in the end."

June chuckled and shook his head. "Well, what else are we celebrating then? Everyone was congratulating me even before our performance ended, so it was pretty confusing…"

His members blankly stared at him.

"What?" June asked.

"You don't know yet?"

"What?" June repeated.

"Didn't you check the charts earlier?" Ren asked.

"No," June responded. "I woke up late, and my phone died when I was on the bus. I didn't have the opportunity to check on anything."

"That's why you're so confused," Jisung chuckled. "You should check it as soon as possible, bro. I'm sure you'll like what you'll see very much."

June sighed in impatience. "Just tell me."

His members exchanged knowing glances before gesturing to Jaeyong to do the honors.

"We sold a million albums," he started off. "We weren't able to beat OCTA's record of 1.3 million albums, but it's alright."

June was pleasantly surprised. Honestly, he already expected it since it was easier to get a million physical album sales in this era. He would have been more shocked if they didn't reach it.

However, Jaeyong's next statement was something he would have never expected.

"Oh, and our song is now number five on the Durian charts."