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From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

Chapter 357: Under the Covers
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- This user's account is still up? Let's continue reporting his account until it's gone!

- His face is yummy, though.

- Just look at June's fancams if you want something yummy.

- But I want June's selfies :<.

- He's not the real June! Don't be unfaithful to our ever-idol!

- I'm going to send this to June's fan base so they can arrange a mass report. Let's tear this guy down!

- Good idea.

June shook his head as he read the comments under the latest photo he posted. Why the hell were so many people doubting his identity when he had already proved it was him plenty of times?

It was already the 30th, which meant tomorrow was the big day—the year-end performances. Until now, June still hasn't accomplished his mission and is still receiving hate comments from multiple people.

Nonetheless, despite the hate, he wanted to film and post a cover on his personal account to:

1. Hopefully, gain some followers.

2. Get insights about his voice from a group of brutally honest people.

"Let's do this," June muttered under his breath.

He stood from his bed and propped the phone on the wobbly nightstand that faced his window. The sun was already set, so the skies were dark except for a few stars. The breeze was cool as it flowed through the sheer white curtains.

He had borrowed Jisung's tablet to search for a song to cover, and he waited for his members to sleep before starting the recording.

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His face couldn't be seen because the lights were turned off. Instead, only his silhouette with the stars and the dark blue sky was seen in the camera.

He pressed record and sat on the window sill, gazing at the tablet. The soft instrumental played through the silent night, enveloping the room in a comforting embrace.

The sound of crickets was crystal clear, but it only added ambiance to the video.

As the intro played out, June began to sing.

"Even in our darkest, deepest scar.

The stars endure, guiding from afar.

For, in the end, a truth to mar,

The stars endure, no matter how far."

June turned to the stars as he sang that particular line, the silhouette of his face revealed on the screen. His prominent yet soft jawline, long lashes, and high nose bridge were all shown, showcasing a very handsome side profile despite his lack of features.

"The fog, thick and gray

Threatens to steal the stars away.

But remember, in your heart, so true

The stars endure; they're here with you."

June stood and pressed the 'end recording' button before playing it back.

He nodded in approval as his voice sounded soft and soothing, perfect for the song and the setting.

With that, he decided to post it on his Navel page with the caption—'We're all under the same stars.'

He waited for a few seconds to gauge his followers'/haters' reactions, but as expected, it was filled with complaints as soon as the video was uploaded.

- You're still uploading stuff?

- Such a thick face you have. You're even posting videos now?

- It's too dark. I can't see shit.

- Is this dude actually singing?

June shook his head and turned off his phone, tossing it to the nightstand.

He was tired after practicing all day, so he really couldn't be bothered to read any more hate comments.

In the end, he decided to sleep, missing the chaos he had caused with that singular video.

***

"Let's go," Jay said, doing a head count as the EVE members entered the van.

After he found out that June was left in the dorm all by himself during the Abracadabra Festival, Jay made an effort to do a head count every time they had group schedules.

How he got that piece of information was honestly a mystery. None of the members told him about it!

"Alright, boys," Jay said, rubbing the steering wheel excitedly. "You're finally going to reveal the performance you've worked hard for!"

Jisung held onto Akira's shoulders while the latter patted his head.

"This little chicken is nervous," Akira chuckled, although his voice was also shaky.

Jaeyong scoffed. "You're nervous, too. I heard you puked this morning out of nervousness."

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Akira glared at him while the rest chuckled.

"What's gotten you guys so nervous?" Jay asked. "You've performed a lot in Rising Stars and during your music show performances. Aren't you used to the stage yet?"

"I don't think I can ever get used to the stage," Sehun said. "Besides, performing in the year-end show is definitely different from all the shows we've done."

Ren nodded in agreement. "For starters, more than 20 artists are performing tonight, and some of them are veteran singers and very famous idol groups. CHAOS is going to be there!"

"Well, they are the hottest boy group right now," Jay pointed out. "They're probably performing last."

"Nah," Akira shook his head. "I believe senior Lee Sik is performing last."

"Yeah," June said. "Our performance will be the last one before the ending group stage."

Zeth raised his eyebrows in suspicion.

"I almost forgot you're going to perform with them with how calm you are," he said. "You don't look nervous at all."

June didn't respond because he was, in fact, very nervous.

He had slept well yesterday night after posting his cover; however, as he woke up this morning, everything hit him all at once.

Since Magic Mama advised him not to practice 'Father' any further, he was even more nervous to make a mistake.

"I'm sure June will do great," Sehun said, causing June to feel more pressured.

"By the way," Akira said, glancing at June's phone, which rested on his lap. "I noticed that your phone has been blasting with notifications since this morning. Have you checked it out?"

"Hmm?" June asked, a bit absent-minded.

"Your phone," Akira deadpanned. "You have multiple notifications right now."

June finally snapped out of his nervousness and checked his lock screen.

Most of the notifications were from Navel, causing him to frown. Was he receiving hate comments again?

However, as he opened the app, his eyes almost bulged out of his head when he saw his follower count.

50,000?