I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 23

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Episode 23
Jack P scanned the team composition. Apart from Yu Seongwoo, who rated Code 6, every trainee ranked in the lower tiers—and every face among them faded into obscurity.
‘And Seongwoo’s dancing still isn’t great.’
He’d proven himself as a singer, but his dancing remained uncharted territory.
‘Great. Looks like I’ll be carrying the vocal line solo.’
Yet Yu Seongwoo was the first to raise his hand.
‘Where’s this confidence coming from this time?’
Honestly, Jack P was more curious about the arrangement than the performance itself. Composing an entirely new song and reworking an existing one were two completely different disciplines.
“We’ll begin!”
Ji Dongseok called out sharply.
Hiss—
Yu Seongwoo and Song Wooju, positioned at center stage, mimed cracking open a can in unison. A gulp sound effect followed.
That single brief gesture transformed the entire atmosphere.
“Oh—”
Far playful and crisp than the original.
The members in back picked up the movement naturally, like a scene from a commercial.
Tap, tap—
A band sound layered over the foot-rolling beat.
Completely different texture from the original.
‘This is good?’
Jack P’s eyes widened slightly.
[Hey you!
What a fortunate chance
On my way to meet you
Always blue wind blows]
As the intro began, the judges simultaneously checked their profiles again.
Kwon Gihyun. Dance position.
‘That voice?’
Unexpected. It caught the ear from the opening note.
Then came Sung Junwoo’s rap.
“Wait—Junwoo was originally a rapper?”
“I have no idea? This is my first time seeing it too—”
Whispered conversation rippled among the judges.
Song Wooju, the actual rapper, sang. Sung Junwoo, the vocalist, rapped.
Yet somehow, it worked even better.
Most surprising of all—Yu Seongwoo had arranged it all.
‘He has an eye for this.’
The choreography cohesion was better than expected. Yu Seongwoo’s characteristic roughness lingered, but it didn’t grate.
[Oh, you—
Take a chance!
Won’t let it slip away—]
Most importantly, Yu Seongwoo’s high notes landed with unmistakable force. Though his parts were sparse, his presence crystallized exactly when it mattered.
‘No overreach.’
His initial worry about Yu Seongwoo hogging the parts proved groundless.
But as they entered the second verse, cracks began to show.
‘Hmm…?’
The timing slipped.
At first it was barely perceptible. But once that rhythm fractured, the gap widened visibly with each breath.
‘A shame.’
The arrangement was solid, the part distribution fair, the choreography well-crafted.
The problem was sheer, absolute skill.
When the performance ended, disappointment painted every trainee’s face. The judges exchanged glances.
Jack P picked up the microphone first.
“That was unexpected, though.”
“Honestly, when I first saw the part distribution sheet, I had doubts right away.”
The trainees’ shoulders tensed.
“But it worked very well. Junwoo’s rap, Wooju’s vocal—both exceeded expectations.”
“Thank you!!”
Sung Junwoo and Song Wooju smiled faintly.
“However.”
Jack P’s expression grew slightly more serious.
“I think you just didn’t have enough practice time.”
The other judges beside him nodded in agreement.
“The first verse was really solid, but as it went on, everyone started moving on their own.”
No one could argue with such precise criticism.
“With this level of synchronization… it could be a bit risky, you know?”
It was half deliberate provocation.
Truth was, he was curious how Yu Seongwoo would respond to this kind of jab.
Katin’s feedback that followed mirrored Jack P’s assessment—a fresh observation, yes, but the same critique repeated: the dancing felt disjointed.
“Thank you for your effort.”
“…Thank you so much!”
The walk back to their seats felt heavy.
“Next up is… oh, the sexy concept team has their hand raised.”
Of course the next team was the sexy concept group. Juhan and Go Jaeseong, with Choi Unjo to boot—the Avengers team with three debuted members.
“Wow, this team has three debuted members?”
The fresh concept team members’ faces grew increasingly strained.
Seeing that, Yu Seongwoo tapped them on the back.
“…?”
All four turned around at once. Yu Seongwoo said nothing.
He simply pointed at the stage with his chin.
Yet all four straightened their spines simultaneously.
The same expression they’d witnessed countless times during rehearsals.
[Focus.]
At that silent pressure, the members quickly reset their faces.
* * *
And of course, the next performance was Go Jaeseong’s team.
The exact scenario he’d wanted to avoid most.
‘Man, the kids are going to lose it.’
And what annoyed him even more was that the stage was genuinely excellent.
With Juhan holding the center, the whole thing came together. Choi Unjo handled the sexy concept surprisingly well too.
As for Go Jaeseong—
‘Why did he get even better?’
His skill was subtly sharper than Yu Seongwoo’s memories from before regression. His arrangement was clearly superior, but looking at the stage as a whole? He had to admit it.
‘It’s only the Mid-term Evaluation.’
A performance that opened with praise and closed with praise.
‘A rare case where the Avengers didn’t fall apart.’
“This concludes the Mid-term Evaluation. We’ll see you again at the Main Performance!”
The door closed, and silence settled over the practice room.
“…Ugh.”
Someone exhaled a long sigh.
“The choreography is good, but it feels disconnected.”
“So what does that mean?”
“…It means our skill is the problem.”
There was no point saying more. Everyone already knew.
“What are we supposed to do now?”
“We barely have any time left.”
Even Ji Dongseok started voicing doubt.
“Honestly, is it even possible in the time we have left?”
No. If the mood broke here, it was over.
What they needed now wasn’t cold analysis—it was the momentum to keep pushing forward.
Then.
“…You just have to do it.”
An unexpected voice cut through.
“I think it’ll work if we keep practicing.”
Everyone turned to Song Wooju at once. It was the first time he’d ever said something like this.
“No way. You’re not really Song Wooju.”
“Don’t mess with me.”
He grumbled, but his eyes burned with sincerity.
“I’m with Wooju on this. We just keep going till we get it right, yeah?”
“That’s easier said than done. With our level right now—”
That’s enough.
I didn’t need any more whining.
“So what’s the problem right now?”
I spread my fingers open.
“The choreography? No, that’s not it.”
I folded down my thumb.
“The arrangement? That’s not it either.”
I folded down my index finger.
“The composition? No, that’s not it either.”
The members nodded as if entranced.
‘I think I need to fold down two more fingers too.’
I casually folded down two more fingers and naturally lifted my index finger again.
“Just one thing. Harmony.”
…….
“It’s not that we can’t do it. We just didn’t have enough practice time.”
I’d spent time building up the guys’ confidence, creating new choreography, and overhauling the arrangement. There simply hadn’t been time to practice.
Song Wooju nodded as well.
“So all we have to do is practice and get it right.”
“Easier said than done—”
“I never said we’d take it easy.”
The playfulness drained from Ji Dongseok’s face.
“We’re changing our practice method starting now.”
“H-how, exactly?”
I clapped my hands together lightly.
“We break it down into eight-count sections.”
“What?”
“If even one person messes up—”
I smiled wickedly.
“We don’t move on to the next section.”
“You mean all five of us have to get it right?”
“Yeah.”
Ji Dongseok’s face went pale.
“Wait, so if even one person doesn’t nail it, we all have to start over?”
‘This bastard.’
“Yeah.”
“That’s insane.”
“Then you’d better get it perfect.”
Of course, I had confidence. It was time to use my new item.
“Hold on, I need to use the restroom—”
The moment I reached the bathroom, I pulled up my status window.
[SP: 1,410]
My SP had climbed even higher in the meantime.
‘Good.’
I took a slow breath to center myself, then muttered under my breath.
[Item Creation.]
▶Item Name: _______
▶Effect: _______
“Motion Editing Program.”
“Please let this work right…….”
In that instant, a brief flash of light appeared, and a semi-transparent screen materialized in the air before me.
“……That’s insane.”
Timeline, frames, play button.
It was unmistakably a video editing program. Like some high-end professional software.
[※Item Creation Successful]
▶Item Name: Motion Editing Program
▶Effect: Allows motion editing on a frame-by-frame basis. However, only simple cutting and pasting are possible.
“Can I really do this with it?”
I immediately selected a video. Footage of myself from the practice session just moments ago appeared on screen.
I cut out the section where my timing was off. I pasted over the awkward frames by copying movement from another video where the same motion had been performed correctly.
And saved.
As soon as I pressed play, my body moved exactly as the edited movements dictated.
“Huh?”
The rhythm fell into perfect sync. The awkward waves now flowed far more naturally.
“Wow, this is seriously broken, isn’t it?”
It wasn’t just about dancing better.
My body reproduced the movements I’d edited exactly as they were.
Like watching a video play back.
And it didn’t even tire me out. It felt like I’d copied and pasted a well-executed movement.
I’d used only half my SP for the Main Performance.
So this item’s effective duration was exactly one day and thirty minutes.
Within that window, I had to edit the optimal movements and timing. If it worked like the actual Motion Editing Program, longer sequences would take longer to save. I had to account for that lag time as I moved.
I checked the remaining time.
[Usage Time ▶ 00:25:13]
“That’s plenty.”
I headed straight back to the practice room.
“What, you’re back already?”
“Yeah. Was getting drowsy, so I just washed my face.”
I settled into position naturally.
“Let’s try it again.”
Music filled the space.
“One, two, three, four—”
I moved right into it.
After running through it maybe five times in succession, Song Wooju spoke up.
“Your movements have definitely gotten a lot better. The timing and rhythm are still… a bit off, though.”
‘Time to use it now.’
Fortunately, I had 10 minutes left. That was plenty for editing.
“Give me a second to grab some water.”
I now had more footage to work with than before. I stitched together only the best movements from the lot. Even so, my editing was faster after having done it once already.
‘Let me check this out…’
The rhythm was noticeably sharper. I let out a short, incredulous laugh.
It was a pretty convincing result.
“Everyone, let’s run it again. I’m getting a feeling about this.”
“A feeling?”
I hit save and played back the video in sync with the timing.
The effect exceeded my expectations.
“What?”
You could feel the difference from the very first movement. This was nothing like before.
The angles were precise, the rhythm locked in. More than anything, the flow was seamless.
My body moved with complete freedom.
‘Damn, this effect is insane…’
I marveled quietly to myself.
The third eight-count. The section where the Sharp Formation Dance started falling apart during the Mid-term Evaluation.
Where I’d stood out alone for getting it wrong before, I now stood out for being the only one getting it right.
“Hey, wait a second.”
As the music finally ended, Ji Dongseok rushed over to me.
“What was that, just now?”
“What was what?”
“Why was your rhythm perfect all of a sudden? How the hell did you manage that?”
I gave a light shrug.
“I practiced. What else?”
“Come on, say something that makes sense.”
“He’s right. You weren’t even close just a minute ago.”
Song Wooju looked equally baffled. I answered calmly.
“My body probably wasn’t fully warmed up yet.”
Song Wooju crossed his arms.
“Then dance it again, just for us.”
“Yeah, sure. Everyone’s so tired anyway, you probably just saw things—”
“That’s too much.”
But I smiled and moved through the routine again.
This time, with confidence in the item backing me up, I executed the choreography with even more ease.
A silence different from before.
“……Wow.”
Song Wooju’s sigh escaped as if utterly bewildered.
“How is this even possible?”
“Who said it wasn’t?”
Kwon Gihyun and Sung Junwoo quickly shifted their stance.
“I never said anything like that.”
“Me neither.”
I pressed my lips together firmly.
“You guys.”
Ji Dongseok’s expression turned resolute.
“Yu Seongwoo did it, so what’s stopping us?”
……
“That’s it. I’m wounded in pride—I’m training.”
“Me too.”
Laughter erupted at the back-and-forth between Ji Dongseok and Kwon Gihyun.
But everyone’s eyes had changed.
“Let’s do it again.”
“Eight counts? Let’s break it down into four.”
“Wow, come on.”
“Let’s show what a Sharp Formation Dance really is.”
Good. The mood had completely shifted.
That’s when Ji Dongseok suddenly called everyone over.
“Hey, we’ve got a chant.”
“A chant?”
His eyes sparkled with mischief. Something felt off, but I decided to watch what they were doing.
Four of them stacked their hands.
“When Yu Seongwoo does it!”
And they shouted loudly.
“I do it too!”
I quietly turned my head away.
‘Sorry, guys.’
Life really does run on stats, after all.
I Kill My Favorite and Debut Together (Ongoing)
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