From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

With a deep breath, he surrendered to the rhythm, allowing his body to move in sync with the pulsating beat.

Originally, DR IVAN incorporated a belt routine into his performance, making it more sensual than the average K-pop song. However, with June's lack of props, he decided to make full use of his body instead.

His movements were smooth and seductive, each roll and sway drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

At first, the spectators were stunned, their eyes glued to June as he effortlessly showcased his sexy dance moves.

"I think my nose is bleeding."

"I want to bite."

"This is the best dance class I have ever attended."

Just then, when they thought they had seen it all, he did the unexpected.

Pursing his lips, June hoisted up his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his toned abs to the stunned audience.

His expression showed his distraught. However, the audience interpreted it as a sexy expression, making them scream in shock.

[Current decibels: 125]

Finally, a smirk arose on June's lips, making him look even sexier.

[Current decibels: 127]

He knew he had the looks, and he wasn't afraid to use them to his advantage. The crowd was mesmerized, their eyes glued to his every move, even the guys finding themselves unable to look away.

"Is this really June?"

"Isn't this the first time he's showing his abs to the world?"

"We're actually the first ones to see it?"

Just when it seemed like he would reveal all, he brought his shirt back down with a smirk, leaving the audience hanging on the edge of their seats, craving more.

The damage had already been done, though, the screams echoing in his ears as he basked in the adoration of his fellow students.

[Current decibels: 128]

He felt his hair sticking to his forehead, so he ran his fingers through his hair, earning another round of screams.

[Current decibels: 129]

However, his hair seemed to have a mind of its own, refusing to cooperate. To his surprise, even his failed attempt at fixing his hair elicited screams from the crowd, their enthusiasm bordering on the absurd.

[Current decibels: 130]

June tilted his head. Alright, this was getting ridiculous now.

Glancing at his watch, June realized that the thirty seconds were long over, but Gun had yet to end the song. Frowning in confusion, he made his way over to the mentor, placing a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to get his attention.

But as soon as he made contact, the decibels soared to over 130 as Gun reacted to the unexpected touch.

June recoiled in surprise as the room suddenly turned awkward.

"Was that you, Gun?" Katana asked in surprise.

June shook his head and stepped back, suddenly feeling afraid of his past mentor.

It turned out he only needed Gun's scream for him to accomplish his mission.

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[Dance the Night Away: Accomplished]

[Dance +1]

[Curent Grade: S]

[As decibels exceed over 125, the host will receive a special add-on]

[You have gained: Mirrored Dance]

[Learn choreographies much faster! You may now mirror dances you have only seen for a few moments.]

[This booster is embedded in the host's dance skills]

[Hone it to perfection!]

June smiled in satisfaction as he looked at his new add-on. This would actually come in handy when learning new choreographies!

While June was busy exploring his user interface, the other people in the room were still engrossed by his sexy performance.

June remained oblivious as they looked toward his way. Their eyes lingered on his abdomen, wondering how such killer abs could come from a person who looked lean and delicate.

Even Gun couldn't help but let out a whispered remark. "I want to do my laundry on those abs," he said, earning a weird stare from Katana.

"Shouldn't we decide the winner now?" she asked, breaking Gun away from his fantasies.

"Right," Gun said, clearing his throat.

"Let's settle this, don't we?" he said, breaking the tension in the room.

"Let's go with a raise of hands. Those who are in favor of June, keep your hands down. Meanwhile, those who are in favor of Inseong, raise your hands."

Two people stood out among the rest. Inseong and a friend he convinced to vote for him were the only people with raised arms. When they realized they were the only ones deviating from the rest, they quickly brought it down.

Inseong clicked his tongue and bitterly looked down at the ground. He wanted to contest it again. However, he couldn't argue with thirteen other people.

June, on the other hand, felt disappointed. He had already forgotten that the winner of the dance battle was going to join TRIGGER's special video—something he wanted to avoid.

However, as the people in the room started congratulating him, he realized that he didn't have any choice.

"I'll relay this to the company," Gun excitedly exclaimed. "It's still over two weeks away, so you can focus on your current projects."

June nodded, unable to refuse after seeing Gun's excitement.

The people continued to congratulate him, to which he smiled in response.

However, June's moment of victory was interrupted by the buzz of his phone, signaling a message from his manager. With a furrowed brow, he glanced at the screen, his eyebrows raising in surprise as he realized it was already 11 PM.

He hadn't realized how late it had gotten.

Jay: I'm being devoured by flies. Where are you?

June shook his head and intended to take one last sip of water before leaving.

However, he paused when he overheard snippets of conversation from the others nearby.

They were currently talking about a new song from a girl group, expressing their disappointments.

"I wish we could learn dances like this," one of them sighed wistfully.

"Yeah, but let's be real, those moves looked insanely hard," another chimed in, her brows furrowed in concentration as she tried to imitate the intricate steps.

A third girl nodded in agreement, her expression thoughtful. "True, but as idols, their title tracks need to be well-

choreographed. It's part of their image."

"I know, but sometimes I just wish idols would tone it down a little bit," the first girl admitted with a sigh. "I mean, it's great for them, but for us beginners, it can be really intimidating trying to keep up."

"I agree," Lily exclaimed."Sometimes, I also want them to just keep it simple."

The sentiment was echoed by the others, a collective sigh of frustration mingling with admiration for the talented people they idolized.

Meanwhile, June, who hadn't even had a chance to quench his thirst with a sip of water, was struck by a sudden realization. "Keep it simple," he muttered to himself, the words ringing in his ears like a revelation.

With newfound determination, he rose to his feet, catching the attention of everyone in the room.

The others, still eager to capture a moment with the famous idol, moved closer, their cameras poised and ready.

But before they could ask for a photo or a signature, June held up his hand.

"Thanks for having me tonight, guys. I had fun," he said, waving goodbye.

He turned to Gun and Katana and bowed in gratitude.

Before Gun could even say his goodbyes, June was already out of the room.

"Simple," he repeated, a small smile on his face.

"We need to keep it simple."