Fly High, Butterfly

Bora yawned as the eighth performance of the night finally came to an end.

"Gosh," she muttered. "I didn't think this would be such a snooze fest."

Jia pursed her lips before nodding in agreement. As much as she hated to say it, the girls all lacked the teamwork that would make their performance more dynamic.

"They're too...aggressive," Jia said. "Somehow, that makes their performance even more boring."

"Yeah," Bora said. "I could feel the tension within their teams, and it's not giving their performance a good taste."

"Let's hope the next one is better," Jia said, having high hopes since her favorite trainee was yet to perform.

"I told you—you should have applied for this show," Bora teased, making Jia chuckle out loud.

"You're right. I would have devoured them all," she jokingly said before turning her attention to the front once more.

She yawned, getting infected with Bora's sleepiness, and closed her eyes for a minute.