Vol 2. Chapter 16: Water Dumpling and the Practice Machine (1)
“Phew.”
With his gray hoodie pulled low, twenty-one-year-old Kim Sunghyun stood staring at a small, shabby building tucked in the corner of Seoul.
A faded sign over the entrance read, “DAEPASUNG.”
“...I’m nervous.”
After dropping out of high school, Kim Sunghyun had wandered aimlessly, lost in a fog of anxiety. But doing nothing never led anywhere, so he’d taken the GED and worked part-time jobs whenever he could.
Then one day, at a local dance competition, he’d been handed a single business card from an entertainment agency by chance.
That single card had been enough to make Kim Sunghyun, who had no connections in Seoul, pack one small suitcase and leave his hometown.
He came to Seoul.
With a dream.
“...Why’s everyone so busy here?”
People called this place a cold, gray city, yet when Kim Sunghyun finally set foot here, his heart pounded with excitement.
Sure, compared to his quiet hometown, the fine dust was terrible and the sky was all gray.