From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show-Novel

"Right now, we are here outside of Seoul Atrium, the venue for EVE's first mini-concert," a reporter said from outside of the venue.

Fans wearing the group's color, which was pink, surrounded him, wanting a chance to appear on television.

They waved shyly at the camera while the reporter continued to speak.

"Fans cearly to support their favorite group! EVE, one of the fastest-rising stars of the generation, garnered attention with their amazing live performances, refreshing songs that dominate the charts, and the loveable members," he continued.

"In the ticketing period, there were nearly 3.5 million attempts to enter the site reported by Navel tickets, which once again proves their prowess in the domestic and international markets."

"With the demand, tickets had been resold for more than 2,000 dollars. With this, EVE has added a new date on Seoul Don June 30th, which also sold out in less than a minute."

"This has been Kang Haneul, back to you."

With that, the camera turned off, and the fans dispersed to go to the different booths.

It was a happy time.

However, five individuals seemed to be engulfed in a dark mood as they sat on one of the benches.

A little girl approached them.

"Free June bracelets?" she asked in a sweet voice.

However, Bora wasn't in the mood to interact with little girls.

"No one wants those ugly bracelets," she deadpanned, causing the little girl to cry and run back to her mother.

"Bora," Soomin said, warning her friend to behave.

"What?" Bora asked. "Do you think it's fair that 12-year-olds are dominating the venue right now? They won't even remember this memory in the future!"

"They can't even scream well. The venue will be filled with shrill squeals because of these little girls."

Jia pursed her lips. "I wanted that June bracelet, though," she muttered.

Wei placed her hand over Jia's. "Don't worry. I'll make you one."

"Why did we have to chere, though?" Nari asked. "We're already miserable as it is since we didn't get any tickets."

Jia clicked her tongue and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"We need to support EVE even from far away!" she exclaimed.

"Do you think they need our support?" Bora asked. "Look at the number of people here. The venue's capacity is 8,000, but there are at least 20,000 people walking around."

Jia shook her head. "Our presence is different than theirs."

"I don't really get you," Bora said, facing her friend. "You have June's number. If you want, you could even catch his solo performance..."

"...maybe even on your lap."

Jia's eyes widened in surprise. "What the heck did you just say?"

Bora shrugged. "I just know that if I had June's number, then I would put it to good use."

Jia sighed and shook her head.

"I told you—I'm just a fan," Jia said with a small smile. "I'm happy with my role in June's life."

Her friends simultaneously shook their heads.

"For someone so insane, you're the kindest fangirl ever," Bora said.

"Anyway, I don't need a solo performance from June," Jia said, her smile widening.

"We're going to be watching them at the end of the month anyway."

Her friends smiled, happy to know that they had secured front-row tickets for EVE's concert at the 30th.

Stylists and make-up artists ran around, trying to look for missing articles of clothing.

Producers and filmographers shouted at each other, trying to get their messages across.

Meanwhile, the members of EVE sat in the very middle of the chaos, not knowing what to do.

"Is it really like this?" Jisung asked, wide-eyed.

The group turned to Akira and Jaeyong, and they silently shook their heads.

"Don't look at us," Jaeyong said. "We never had a concert like this. The concert we had was much more organized."

Ren clicked his tongue. "Well, the preparations had been a mess until now. It's great that they gave us a new concert date at a bigger venue, but I feel like they're casting this concert date aside already."

Zeth sighed before nodding in agreement.

"It's good that we're able to prepare well, though," Zeth said. "We'll just have to blow them away with our skills."

"It doesn't have to be always like that, though," June said just as his make-up had finished.

He faced his members, and Jisung and Casper immediately started praising him.

"I like the cat eye," Casper said.

"Woah, look so good, bro!" Jisung exclaimed.

"What do you mean by that?" Akira asked. "Could we ask them to do something about this?"

June shook his head.

"It's too late for us to ask something from them for this particular concert date," he responded. "My apologies. I should have added this in my requests.."

"However, don't worry, let's blow them away with our skills today despite Azure's lack of effort. Then, at the end of the month, we'll have a better set and a more organized structure," he said, his voice filled with promise.

One of the staff members turned to EVE and shook her head.

Well, it seemed like the group wasn't too afraid of their CEO!

Meanwhile, Jisung bounced his legs just as he heard the sound of the crowd shouting.

"There's only 15 minutes left," he said. "I could already hear them."

Ren walked over to where he was and patted his back.

"I want to comfort you, but I'm nervous, too," he said.

"Don't be too nervous," Zeth said, awkwardly chuckling. "We've performed for our fans plenty of times before."

"You're saying that, but you're shaking like a dried leaf," Akira teased. However, he didn't look too good either.

Jaeyong pursed his lips before letting out a deep breath to get rid of his nervousness.

"It's normal to be nervous," he started off. "This is, in fact, our very first concert—if we could even call it as such."

"However, we know how much effort we have placed into this. We have also prepared so much, so let's not waste it by being too nervous."

"Instead, let's embrace our nervousness and channel that to perform even better than practice."

The boys started nodding in agreement.

June's heart also started beating faster inside his chest. He couldn't deny that he also felt quite nervous.

"So, with that, let's get this show on—"

"EVE! EVE! EVE! EVE!"

Jaeyong speech cto an abrupt halt when they heard a bone-chilling chant from the audience.

"EVE," a staff member said, already gesturing for them to cout of the make-up room.

"It's time."

"Please take your positions under the stage and prepare for the performance in five minutes."