From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show-Chapter 891: A Blind Spot

Jisung's eyes widened after June said those words. He wanted to ask the older idol what he meant by what he said, but he stayed silent as June continued to listen intently to the track he had created.

The melody was captivating, the kind that drew you in and lingered in your mind long after it ended.

June frowned from time to time when he heard some technical errors or some elements that didn't fit.

It wasn't perfect-far from it.

"There are some elements that I can't pinpoint," June honestly said. "It still feels a bit messy."

Jisung, who had been anxiously watching June's reaction, let out a shy smile. "I'm not used to the equipment just yet," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. The flush on his cheeks made it clear that he was a little embarrassed.

"No, it's okay," June said, shaking his head. "We can work with it. I really do think it's something special. I felt the same way with 'Luster.""

Jisung's eyes widened in surprise. "It's that great of a song?" he asked, his voice filled with

awe.

June nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He reached out and gently patted Jisung's head, a rare gesture of affection from someone usually so reserved. "You really did such a great job," he said, his tone warm.

Jisung looked down, his face turning even redder. He was shy, unsure of how to handle the praise. "I'm still not sure what to do with it," he confessed. "Or how to incorporate the lyrics."

"Don't worry about it," June reassured him. "We have some time. We'll figure it out. Then, we'll talk with the company."

June could already imagine how the song would change. The base was already great, so things could go way up from here. Somehow, he felt more excited for their comeback in November.

However, Jisung's expression didn't show his excitement. Instead, a look of doubt replaced his once-happy expression.

"What?" June asked, observing the change in his demeanor.

"I'm not sure if I want to give it to the company," he said quietly.

June looked at him in surprise. "Why not? I told you it's good. Are you doubting yourself again?"

"It's not that," Jisung said, shaking his head. "You already said that it's good. I'm taking your word on that. You've always been great at seeing the potential in things."

"Then, what?" June asked, knowing that something was boggling Jisung's mind.

Jisung hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to continue. Finally, he took a deep breath and spoke. "Ah, I'm not sure about this. I really am not. There is a big possibility that I might be wrong, but it's been in my mind ever since."

June stayed silent, wanting Jisung to continue.

"On the day of our meeting for the comeback," Jisung finally started. "I was testing out the noise-canceling abilities of my new headphones and mistakenly heard someone practicing inside one of the practice rooms."

June's brow furrowed. "Who?"

Jisung let out a deep breath.

"It was Joonie," Jisung replied, his voice low. "And he was learning a song."

June pursed his lips and clicked his tongue in irritation. "They're preparing for him to debut soon," he muttered, already piecing together the situation.

It was already obvious they weren't going to debut him as an actor but as an idol-maybe even both.

"No, it's not that," Jisung said quickly. "I think-or maybe it is..."

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June sighed. "Just say it, Ji."

"He was singing a song..."

"Our song, more specifically-the song Ren had written as our title track."

June's eyebrows furrowed deeper, a sense of unease settling over him. "Now, I don't know why or how," Jisung continued, "but that's not allowed, right? It hasn't even been finalized with our group. The lyrics aren't final, too. But it seems like Joonie was singing a complete song."

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June took a moment to process the information. The implications of what Jisung had just said were serious. It wasn't just a matter of Joonie singing the song-it was the fact that it was their song, one that had been designated for their group, and somehow, Joonie was practicing it in secret.

June's mind raced with possibilities, and none of them were good.

"Yeah," June finally said, appearing calm, which also made Jisung feel calm. "Keep this to

yourself for now."

"Your song, too."

Jisung nodded, his face serious. Just then, they heard Pablo's voice calling out from the other room.

"Oh, June! Please come to the kitchen now. We are starving and in dire need of you. Feed us, please. Feed all of us with your delicious hands!"

June clicked his tongue with Pablo's statement, wondering how he could make such provocative invitations.

"I'll head out first. Pablo's not going to stop until I appear," June said, giving Jisung a reassuring nod before turning to leave.

Jisung watched as June disappeared around the corner. He wasn't sure what to make of it all, but he trusted June. If June said to keep it quiet, then that's what he would do.

A moment later, Jisung's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps.

He looked up to see Joonie entering the room, a curious look on his face.

Jisung's eyes widened as he looked at Joonie.

"H-how much did you hear?" Jisung asked, his heart suddenly pounding in his chest.

Joonie frowned, his expression confused. "I just arrived," he said slowly.

Jisung let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing a bit.

"What were you and June talking about, though? I saw him come out of here," Joonie asked,

his tone suddenly sweet.

"Nothing," Jisung replied quickly. "We just had something private to talk about."

"Private?" Joonie echoed, tilting his head. "But there are cameras all around the house."

Jisung stiffened, realizing that Joonie had a point. Before he could respond, though, Joonie's eyes widened in sudden realization. "Oh," he said, glancing around the room. "There's not a

camera here."