FROM THUG TO IDOL: TRANSMIGRATING TO A SURVIVAL SHOW - Season 2 Episode 51

The stage was cloaked in an alluring darkness, the hushed anticipation of the audience hanging in the air like a forbidden secret. The smooth, sultry rhythm of keyboards, synthesizers, and drum machines beckoned like an irresistible invitation into a world of seduction.

A soft, red-hued spotlight pierced the obscurity and bathed the stage in its sensual glow. It revealed a solitary figure at the side, poised with an air of irresistible enchantment.

The crowd collectively held its breath as they laid eyes on him—June. His entrance into the spotlight was nothing short of intoxicating.

June’s gaze, once aloof, had undergone a transformation. Under the seductive radiance of the spotlight, his eyes gleamed with an intensity that was both captivating and unpredictable. They held a smoldering fire that sent shivers down the spines of everyone watching. Dark, undeniably inviting, his eyes beckoned, daring the audience to unravel the mysteries hidden within.

And it seemed like not sleeping for the night had given him a huge favor.

His dark undereyes made him even more alluring.

The mentors, who didn’t expect such a strong start, also held their breaths, wondering if it was the same performance they evaluated just a day ago.

As the sultry melody enveloped the studio, the trainees began to move with an innate sensuality that left the audience in shock.

Their bodies swayed to the rhythm. Then, the camera panned to Sehun, whose fingers were adorned with silver rings, tracing invisible patterns through the air as he gestured for the audience to get sucked into their performance.

“I’m trapped in this web, can’t break free,

Tied to a past that won’t let me be,

It’s like I’m drowning in memories,

Toxic love, it’s a storm in my seas.”

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Jaeyong, being a rapper, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard Sehun rap. He wasn’t paying much attention to their final evaluation stage, but this guy is actually pretty decent.

It seemed like the audience agreed, too, as they continued to watch the stage intently.

“You were a drug, and I was addicted.

Every touch, every word, so conflicted.”

C-Jay rapped his self-written lines, and the audience started getting more into the performance.

As the song’s pre-chorus began, the seductive melody deepened, setting the stage for a mesmerizing display. The performers, moving in perfect synchronization, executed a sensual body wave, a slow and deliberate sway.

June smirked since C-Jay didn’t look like a leech being sprinkled with salt anymore.

However, that smirk was caught by the camera, causing the audience to gasp in surprise.

“He’s so fucking sexy.”

“I can’t breathe.”

Mimi, who still had a thick sweatshirt on, started sweating profusely despite the air conditioning. She started removing her sleeves one by one, her eyes still focused on the performance.

Gun, who had complimented June during his ‘Skateboard Ride’ performance, didn’t think it was possible for June to pull such a sexy choreography off. But there he was—leading the team with a sultry grace that left no room for doubt about his mastery of movement. His body, like liquid silk, arched smoothly from head to toe, then curved sensuously in the opposite direction. The undulating motion rolled through his hips and traveled down the length of his legs, every contour and line of his physique on full display.

The crowd, their eyes riveted on June, was entranced by the beauty of the body wave. It was as if they had been drawn into a hypnotic trance, captivated by his fluid motions.

As the pre-chorus melted into the chorus, a wave of anticipation washed over the audience.

The stage was once again blanketed in a sensuous, dimly lit atmosphere, and the performers had something special in store. Without missing a beat, they reached into their pockets and pulled out white silk ties.

“Tied up, drowning in pain,

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Can’t escape it, still in my veins,

In this torment, I’m forever chained,

With every beat, the memory remains.”

Sehun, now standing at the center, took the lead, his eyes locking onto the audience. The moment the ties appeared, his movements took on a new dimension. With a languid grace, he wrapped the silk tie around his wrist, bound by the white material.

The unexpected addition of the silk ties sent shockwaves through the mentors, who had no inkling of this risqué twist in the performance. Their expressions ranged from astonishment to amazement, their jaws dropping in disbelief. The stage had transformed into a realm of raw sensuality, and it was clear that the meaning of the song ‘Tie Me Up’ was being embodied with exquisite precision.

Sehun’s hips swayed in an addictive rhythm as he continued to interact with the audience, each flirtatious flick of the tie carrying an unspoken invitation. His fellow performers mirrored his movements, their bodies moving to the sultry beat.

Despite not being in the center, many in the crowd found themselves unable to tear their gaze away from June, his tantalizing movement leaving them spellbound.

And then, it came.

It was finally June’s turn to be at the center—and the rap lyrics that no one had heard of besides the members of Team Aglet swirled in his mind.

This was it.

The weight of all the painful memories and experiences settled upon him, and it became an undeniable force that fueled his determination.

In that fleeting moment, before he began his rap, a realization washed over him like a rogue wave. He thought of all the times he had sacrificed, the people who had dismissed and underestimated his team, and the countless hours he had poured into perfecting their performance.

June worked fucking hard for this.

And he was going to show them.

Everyone watching seemed to hold their breaths. Even the production crew watched in anticipation.

How could a Main Vocalist transform into a Main Rapper?

There’s only one way to find out.

With relentless resolve, June brought the silk tie up to his lips, biting the material before wrapping it around his neck.

And then, with a visceral intensity, June spat out his rap lyrics.