From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

Wrong.

In fact, his voice got even worse.

June woke up with a very sore throat. He opened his mouth to speak.

"June," he said his name.

"Ahh!" Jisung exclaimed. "You startled me, brother. Were you watching a scary video?"

"No," June responded. Jisung's eyes widened in surprise. "Your voice! Are you alright?"

June nodded. "I think I lost my voice."

"Woah, shit," Hoon exclaimed as he went out of the bathroom, drying his hair. "Your voice is the only thing good about you, but now, you lost it?" he said. The cameras weren't on yet, so he was extra courageous.

Jaeyong smirked and stood up from his bed.

"Where are you going, senior?" Hoon asked.

"Practice," Jaeyong said, putting on his earphones and leaving their room.

"I'll come after you!" Hoom exclaimed, running after Jaeyong even if they weren't in the same star level.

"What are you going to do now, brother?" Jisung asked as their two roommates left the room.

June shrugged. "I probably wouldn't speak. I might be able to get my voice back tomorrow."

"Let's hope for that," Jisung said. "For now, do you want to learn the dance?"

June nodded, pulling out his old phone and typing into it.

"Go ahead first. I'll go after you," it read.

Jisung nodded. "I'll wait for you there."

'Fu, show me my missions.'

[Ongoing missions:

1. Get 100 fans

2. Trend on a social media app

3. Make a new friend: DONE]

June sighed. He still doesn't know how to accomplish the two missions. He badly needed to level up his dance skills before their reevaluation. He knew he couldn't sing to his highest capacity because of his sore throat, so dancing well was one of his chances.

He sighed and left the room, going to their training area. Today was their free day for training, so they wouldn't be monitored by the mentors. Tomorrow, they'd have to perform right before them with the signal song.

He entered the training room and saw some of the three-star trainees practicing in groups. Jaeyong practiced individually while Jisung listened to the song by himself on the floor.

June tapped Jisung's shoulder.

"Oh, brother. Do you want me to teach you now?"

June nodded, still not speaking.

"Alright, let's go to an empty space."

Jisung and June stood in the corner of the room, readying themselves for a dance session.

"Alright, what do you know about dancing, brother?"

June shook his head, signaling that he didn't have a clue at all.

Jisung raised his eyebrows. "You've never learned how to dance?"

June nodded.

"That's okay. Do you want me to go over the moves?"

June shook his head and typed something into his phone.

"Already memorized it. Show me how it's done."

Jisung frowned. A trainee with no experience in dance had already memorized a complicated routine? That's strange.

"Okay," Jisung said. "Then, there's no need to go over the routine. I'll just show you how to move your body."

June nodded, taking a step back to give Jisung more space.

"The first moves are easy. You just need to make sure you're not putting much strength in your arms since the movements are supposed to be flowy. Like this," he demonstrated.

June followed his movement.

"Oh, that's pretty good. You need to loosen up more, but that's a good start."

Jisung continued teaching June the moves, and the younger guy was surprised by how fast June could pick up the movements. It must be true that he had memorized all of it. However, his moves were clumsy, showing his lack of experience.

"You're quite a fast learner, brother. I think you can improve more with practice."

June felt like dying. His throat was sore, his body stiff, and his mind filled with sleep.

"It's now time for the difficult part—the dance break. This one needs more skill, but I'll try my best to teach you."

"It's like this," Jisung said, bending down, his body weight being supported by one of his hands, his knees up in the air.

June looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and tried to copy his movements. However, he failed miserably. He fell down to the ground, hitting his buttocks in the process.

Jisung chuckled. "Try it again. Use your core strength."

That's the problem! This body does not have any core strength.

He tried once again but failed miserably. He tried a couple more times, but none had succeeded.

Jisung pursed his lips. "Umm, how about this? Think you're dodging a bullet. Bend down as if your life is on the line."

June tilted his head to the side. Dodging a bullet? Well, he's done that plenty of times! He tried to do the movement once again and finally succeeded.

"That's it!" Jisung exclaimed. "You did it really well, brother."

A small smile appeared on June's lips. He realized that comparing the movements to what he had done in the past was much easier.

"I'll teach you the rest of the song, then you can practice by yourself."

After four long hours, Jisung successfully taught June every movement of the song.

The younger kid let out a tired sigh. "I think it's time to rest, brother. We're the only ones left here."

June gestured to the door.

"Thanks," he quietly muttered, his voice still fucked. "I'll stay for a while."

"You're still going to practice?"

June nodded.

"I'll get going then. I'm really sleepy."

"Hmm," June hummed. Jisung left the training room, so he was left all alone.

June also wanted to sleep, but he decided to go through the movements one last time. He played the song and danced.

Hey, he doesn't look too bad! He's actually pulling it off quite well.

As the song ended, he plopped down to the ground. He really needs to work on this body's stamina. He feels like he will pass out with just a three-minute dance.

Everything was good now. He had already memorized the dance and the song.

The only problem was his voice.

He hoped that it'd be back tomorrow.

He stood up from the floor and dusted his clothes, ready to leave the training room.

However, just as he placed his hand on the doorknob, Fu appeared.

[Congratulations! You have completed the missions:

1. Get 100 fans

2. Trend on a social media app

Please choose two aspects to improve.]