Kai Wannabe

 The crowd began to murmur as the tall boy stood in the center. 

Lina narrowed her eyes. Despite saying those words, he still didn't look apologetic. She didn't like the look of him—or the audacity.

Instead, he merely shrugged, the smirk never leaving his face. "So was Kai Guo when he first joined, wasn't he?"

Lina felt the heat rise to her face. She remembered that day vividly. Kai had arrived late to tryouts because Sir Dao had kept him behind for some trivial reason. It hadn't been a matter of carelessness—it was completely justified.

"That was different," she replied. "Kai had a valid reason. Do you?"

Caishen shoved his hands into his pockets, his stance relaxed. "There's none," he admitted nonchalantly, his grin widening. "But let's be real—stars arrive last."

Jet pursed his lips, feeling his eye twitch. "Kai wasn't this annoying when he joined."