Knet Headquarters.
The editing room located on the 9th floor is full of office workers who had stayed up all night toiling diligently.
Bang Geul-yi, the head of the production was one of them.
"Smiley, your eyes are red. Go grab some sleep"
"I don't have time. Just bring me a coffee"
It was her 7th cup already.
The faces of all those who were currently looking at various video feeds were the same.
All filled with exhaustion.
"The first episode is important. We have to catch the flow of the story and the characters of the kids."
What to show and what to cut.
12 hours of video multiplied by 101 cameras.
All to be made into a digestible 1hr45 minute – 2-hour episode.
Building a narrative that was fun, engaging and easy to follow would be the biggest challenge.
"But still... You should still get some rest smiley."
"Sujin-ah, you
"Sigh" A tall body crashes onto a seat barely wide enough to contain him. Resting his arms on the wheel of the car, his chestnut hazel eyes stare at the worn-out floormat as signs of the difficult times are ever present. 'Where did it all go wrong?' The radio in the background blasts as he the anchor presents the latest gossip about a former famous boy group, ACES. ACES, debuted eight years ago, led by its leader, Park Soo-Ha. At one point in time, he would take pride in that title, but now.... now he hated them. What started as small scandals and news about members inappropriate attitude quickly snowballed out of control and turned Soo-Ha's daily life from a ferry ride on the Han River into the titanic in the North Atlantic Ocean. In this day of internet detectives and viral media, the public opinion and media was filled with ACE hate. Even more so, after the incident on that particular day, which had been the cause of the press conference today. Turning to face the
It had been three days since Soo-Ha had opened his eyes. Things were strange. But.... It wasn't so bad. It took some time for Soo-Ha to adjust and if what was happening to him wasn't an illusion, Soo-Ha could do it all over again. This time he could make his dreams come true. Although Soo-Ha felt pain for having to send his father for a second time. For him, it had already been ten years. Like a scar, the wound had long stopped hurting. Unlike in his previous life , where the death of his father, caused Soo-Ha to panic about his future. While there were support funds from the country as well as death insurance, they weren't poor by any stretch of the imagination, they surely weren't wealthy either. In his panic, he hurriedly picked up a bunch of part-time jobs. The desire to relieve his mom and brother of their worries, caused him to quickly neglect his idol training. Every day, he was drowned in fatigue and his exhaustion caused him to be quickly kicked out of the debuti
HR DIRECTOR KWON BO-AH The large clear glass spells out on the mahogany door. Facing the personal assistant, who sits outside the door. Soo-Ha nervously approaches, "Excuse me, I'm Park Soo-Ha, a third year trainee, I'd like to speak to Director Bo-ah please." The secretory doesn't look at him just yet as she continues to type on her keyboard seemingly ignoring his entire existence as he stands still, idly playing with his thumbs. Unsure if he should repeat himself or whether to wait for a response. After what seems like an eternity, she finally scratches the top of her head before telling him to take a seat, which he does. Picking up the phone, she dials a number as she waits for the person to respond. As the dial tone echoes in the room. It takes three rings before a feminine voice answers. "Yes?" "Director, there is someone here to meet you" The personal assistant says with all the enthusiasm of a euthanize patient as she beckons Soo-ha to come over and speak into the re
Soo-Ha walks quietly to where his mother was sitting besides her. And for the first time, in a long time, both this life and the last, he held her hand. "Everything will be alright, Mom." He says softly and sincerely. Why had these simple and small gestures of comfort been so hard for him in the past? Facing her deep eyes, she stares at him, "Thank you, Soo-Ha..... your mother will try and grow stronger now..." "It's okay... Take all the time you need, you don't have to change, Mom." "Mmm" "I'll always be by your side." Soo-ha says as he clasped his mother's hands tighter, as a glimmer of life and warmth seemed to return to her features. He wanted his family to be happy in this life. They deserved it. **** At the age of 5, Soo-Ha had learned to play the piano. At the age of 12, he listened to his first rap album. At the age of 16, he become an idle trainee. Although his family wasn't rich, while his father was alive, they had a satisfactory amount of money with some fre
[Urgent Quest issued! Debut or Die If you don't debut as an idol within the time limit, you will die. Remaining period: D –365 Reward: 5 skill points Failure: Death] "What?" The content was as ridiculous as it was ominous. It's already crazy that a system showed up out of nowhere but now there's this crazy task too. As soon as he finishes reading the pop-up disappears. "Fuck---" He spits out as a cold sweat breaks out. Soo-Ha had already confirmed the existence of the status window, so it was impossible to doubt that the failure was true. 'Why the hell did this show up?' 'Because I thought of debuting'?' Soo-Ha can't help but laugh at this crazy turn of events. 'Let's stay calm' Soo-Ha reassures himself, as he begins thinking of the quickest way to debut. He still doesn't plan on joining a new agency, which means …... he had to enter an Idol Survival program. Soo-Ha grins with a sour smile, wasn't it around this time that the Produce series was a huge hit? *** Idol
Grabbing the microphone, without hesitation, Soo-Ha chose ten songs at random before glancing back at the door to the karaoke room he just came in. The door is made of glass, allowing onlookers to not only hear the sound from within but also see the performer. It was perfectly efficient scouting area for anyone who worked at a broadcasting station. *** [Achievement Accomplished! Level 2 -> 3 You have obtained 1 skill point] It was not long before Soo-Ha had completed another accomplishment. Investing the points saved in Vocal once more, The D+ rating quickly changed into C. The basics seemed even better this time, and when Soo-Ha song once more time to test it. The tone colour was deeper, the volume increased and the control was better. He once more couldn't believe the incredible growth he experienced. While Soo-Ha was still immersed in his progress, a sudden knock on the glass door causes his focus to shift. Facing the woman, who looks
10 days had soon passed and the first day of filming had begun. Although the show is structured in the sense of a survival program, it begins with an evaluation of each participant. Much like any audition program, besides the finale the biggest stage to make an impression is the 1st round. It is not rare for a bad impression to last until the end of the program. It is said that two things remain irretrievable: time and a first impression. The worst thing to do is give an average performance. Instead, even if it's a complete mess and becomes a joke, it can still help you in the future. There is no worse fate, than being cut for time and being left on the editing table. Of course, Soo-ha had no intention of being a comedy character. "Does everyone know their number? You will only be called once. Please proceed to enter this corridor after you've received your instructions." The filming began by taking a picture of the participants walking though the hall of the set, one by one
Park Soo-Ha who makes his way up to the stage, listens to the male MC. "Participant Park. Please introduce yourself." "... My name is Park Soo-ha. Please take good care of me." He proceeds to bow, as there is a small laugh and snort for the judge's seat. "Is that all?" An older male judge, who is holding the microphone asked in a voice mixed with laughter. Although jokingly, there was a slight negative tone, which made answering tricky. Soo-Ha knows that it was his attempt to get him to speak more, but decides to just nod his head seriously. This causes laughter to break out among the judge's seats "What a unique kid!" "He's fun-." A few of them whispered. Of course, the microphone captured their voices well. "Ah! It says here that you are a former M.S trainee" "That's right" This is usually when remarks like, 'why are you participating?' or 'why did you leave' would be asked. However, the judges all seemed to come to an agreement that it would be more impressive to do