I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 29

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Episode 29
I rolled my neck lightly. Time to flip the hourglass again.
[SP 680]
Honestly, I wanted to make Jang Hyun-jun and Nam Jun-ho suffer a little.
Make them stumble around on purpose, fumble the choreography.
‘Act like a Lower Tier and drain the life out of them.’
But if I did that, I’d have less time to learn dance from Yi Yul.
That was absolutely unacceptable.
“I’ll do my best!”
I walked over to the hip-hop team with a bright smile.
“Wait, hold on.”
Ten minutes later, Jang Hyun-jun finally buried his face in his hands.
“How did you just do that?”
“Do what? This?”
I repeated the move I’d just learned—arms whirling like a windmill in broad, sweeping arcs, legs tapping out a light, rapid step.
Whoosh, whish-whish—
The air practically whistled past my arms.
“No.”
Jang Hyun-jun couldn’t find his words for a long moment.
“This is… ugh….”
Nam Jun-ho was actively biting back his laughter, facing the wall.
Exactly what I wanted. Not just dancing badly—but hitting that sweet spot where they’d think, “Where the hell do we even start correcting this?”
‘This is the kind of revenge only a Lower Tier can pull off, you Elites.’
I flashed them another radiant smile and launched into the next section. Both their faces soured at once.
Nearly two hours had passed, and I’d flipped the hourglass close to a hundred times. The preview was paying for itself—SP kept streaming in without pause.
“…Let’s stop here for now.”
Any longer and they’d probably give themselves an ulcer. Meanwhile, the other two had already learned the hip-hop version from video alone and were refining the Urban Choreography.
I hurried over to them.
“The Hip-hop Choreography is done!”
“Really? You picked that up fast.”
Behind me, Jang Hyun-jun muttered something deflated.
“Is it… actually done…?”
I pretended not to hear.
“I’m going to grab a drink real quick.”
Han Sang-yun stood up.
“Yi Yul, go ahead and teach her while I’m gone.”
“Sure.”
Now it was real. The intensity I’d poured into Jang Hyun-jun and Nam Jun-ho was child’s play compared to what I needed now.
“This time, forget your upper body—we’ll start with your lower body.”
“Okay!”
It was challenging choreography. Every time Yi Yul’s expression flickered even slightly, I’d flip the hourglass right away.
Again and again.
By the forty-fifth time I caught that exact expression, we finally moved on to the next move.
“Hey.”
Jang Hyun-jun, sprawled on the floor, shot upright.
“Why are you nailing it on the first try now?”
‘He’s really upset about that, huh.’
I answered smoothly.
“I guess your choreography was harder.”
“Seriously—”
Ignoring his exasperated face, I refocused on the choreography.
Han Sang-yun opened the Practice Room door, then closed it again, sixty times over—before finally stepping inside.
“Here, drink up.”
“Thank you!”
Practice stretched into the early morning hours. From flipping the hourglass so many times, my head had started to throb.
‘Much more of this and I’ll pass out again.’
“I’m going to grab some water quick.”
I gulped down cold water from the Water Dispenser and finally felt somewhat human again.
Then I felt movement behind me.
I turned to find Nam Jun-ho.
“Why?”
“You’re not messing up the choreography on purpose, are you?”
He narrowed his eyes at me.
“What?”
“I mean, are you just learning our routine half-heartedly?”
“Me?”
‘I can’t say he’s surprisingly perceptive—’
I widened my eyes in mock surprise.
“Wow, that’s amazing! Guess I’ve really improved.”
“…What?”
Nam Jun-ho faltered for a moment.
“What are you talking about?”
“If I look like I can’t dance, that means—”
I clasped my hands together with exaggerated joy.
“That’s not what I—”
“Thank goodness! Thanks, Jun-ho. You’ve really boosted my confidence!”
With each word I spoke, Nam Jun-ho’s expression grew more exasperated.
Finally.
“…Forget it.”
He let out a sigh and headed back into the Practice Room, shaking his head.
Before I followed him in, I checked my Status Window.
[SP 347]
The SP was filling up in real time thanks to the teaser, but I’d spent more points than planned. All four of them had been so eager that they kept pushing ahead without repeating each movement enough times.
Practice ended up running until three in the morning. The moment we got back to the Dormitory, I collapsed into sleep.
* * *
The next day, the trainees gathered in the Practice Room early in the morning.
With time running short, we gulped down lunch boxes without stopping and went right back to practice. Our team was no exception.
“Hey, you need to reach your arms out more here.”
“Seong-u. It’s your right foot, right foot.”
Since we’d split into two groups, both sides were scrambling to bring me over to their side. My body was already dying from dancing—the mental exhaustion was worse.
‘I really want to side with Yi Yul.’
I bit my tongue, knowing that even a moment of carelessness would give it away.
That’s when the Practice Room door swung open and Kang Se-jun walked in.
“H-hello!”
Everyone reflexively bowed at the sudden entrance.
“How’s practice going, everyone?”
“Good!”
Kang Se-jun smiled meaningfully.
“I wonder why I’ve dropped by the Practice Room without a word today?”
An ominous silence fell.
“Well—”
Kang Se-jun’s hand moved toward the door.
“We have a surprise guest!”
Click.
The Practice Room door opened again.
“Excuse us.”
All at once, people gasped throughout the room.
They were the original artists of this week’s mission song.
“Really?”
“What?”
“I must be seeing things…”
Everyone looked clearly taken aback. It was a natural reaction. The midterm evaluation was still two days away, yet here the original artists were, showing up unannounced.
“I imagine you’re all wondering how to approach your stage performances.”
Kang Se-jun continued.
“So we’ve prepared a special opportunity for you to receive direct feedback from the original artists themselves!”
I stifled a hollow laugh.
‘Yeah, that’ll “help”—’
Boys Code was always like this. Despite being an internal survival competition, they always ramped up the “spice factor.”
What kind of remarkable result could possibly come out in a single day?
‘This is basically telling us to crack under the pressure.’
While the camera and lighting were being set up, the trainees launched into last-minute cramming.
I got cornered by Nam Jun-ho as well.
“Well, at least it’s starting to look halfway decent now.”
He let out a sigh.
“Since you’re going to be in the back anyway, please just don’t stand out. Got it?”
With the rush, the words came out unfiltered.
“This should be enough, right? I’m going to do a final check on the Urban Choreography side.”
“Wait, just one more—”
He pretended not to hear and headed toward where Han Sang-yun was.
“Mastering this in a single day really is tough……”
Even as he said so, both of them kept catching every single one of my movements until the end.
“We’re starting the shoot—”
With the clapper, the atmosphere shifted in an instant.
The original artists, seated in chairs. One representative from each team filled the positions.
“Getting feedback from the original artists is truly a precious experience, isn’t it?”
“……Yes!”
“We’re really looking forward to seeing how much our Boys Code trainees have prepared in just one day.”
Of course, the most eye-catching among them was Wind Boys’ maknae, Robin. Not only had she appeared in an adorable outfit that looked like stage wear, but with her pink curly hair, she was the very picture of a perfect idol.
“Well, why don’t the teams that are ready show us first?”
Naturally, all eyes turned to me. I was known as someone who always raised my hand first, after all.
But this time, I didn’t raise my hand at all. I absolutely had to be compared with another team. And a really good one at that.
“Our team will go first.”
In the end, Ju-han raised his hand first.
‘Perfect.’
I’d been aiming for the last slot, but going second to Ju-han’s team wasn’t bad either.
‘They’re definitely going to fall apart.’
The Born to Be team only had Ju-han as a debuted member, but that alone was enough.
Despite an impression that wasn’t particularly striking, he commanded the stage with just his expression.
[Born to be
No secret to it
From birth
Special]
Even combining the energy of the other four members, they couldn’t surpass Ju-han. But conversely, the other members weren’t hindering him either.
‘He’s completely overshadowing them.’
“Ju-han, you certainly did well.”
“But the other trainees were barely visible. You’ll need to work on that aspect.”
“Yes!”
Next came the Stop! team’s stage.
Most were lower-tier trainees, and perhaps influenced by the previous round? Song Woo-joo was taking on a leader role.
“I took on the role of sub-leader, supporting the leader!”
‘He and Ji Dong-seok work together pretty well.’
With Ko Jae-sung absent, Song Woo-joo was handling the killing part.
‘He’s gained a lot of confidence.’
“Most of them are lower-tier—”
He blinked, visibly tense.
“But the synchronization was decent.”
“Thank you!!”
After the evaluation ended, I kept watching Kang Se-jun’s lips.
‘I should raise my hand next.’
“Next—”
Whoosh—!
“Us! Us!!”
As Choi Un-jo quickly raised his hand, our team ended up in the last slot after all.
‘Ugh, Un-jo….’
No matter how badly we got crushed, I hadn’t wanted to go right after Ko Jae-sung.
Ko Jae-sung and Choi Un-jo. Those two alone drew attention to the team.
The Transformation team came forward. But something was off about Choi Un-jo’s expression.
His face scrunched up completely……
“The song’s so good we’re fired up! Transformation team, all fired up!”
“……?”
‘What is he doing……?’
Everyone wore the same bewildered expression. Even his own teammates looked like they’d never heard of this before, yet Choi Un-jo settled into position without a care.
Ko Jae-sung’s expression was unusually confident, which irritated me for no good reason.
‘Why did he even choose Bloom in the first place?’
The question I’d forgotten during rehearsal surfaced again.
“Well then, I’ll show you our Bloom performance!”
And so the stage began, loaded with unease.
[Bloom Bloom
All around you
Beautiful flowers
In full bloom-]
Ko Jae-sung delivered Yi Yul’s part without so much as a blush.
I forced my expression to relax. Each time my brow threatened to furrow, I summoned Yi Yul’s Bloom performance in my mind’s eye.
‘It has to be coincidence.’
I steadied myself that way and kept watching.
Soon would come Yi Yul’s killing point from before the regression.
‘That performance was carried entirely by Yi Yul-‘
Ko Jae-sung moved to center stage and slowly tilted his head.
“Hm?”
His fingertips brush his forehead, then glide down the line of his neck.
[Hold my hands
Cross to the blue moon-]
Even the glance—that subtle shift of the eyes in time with the beat.
In that instant, my heart plummeted.
‘Wait.’
That exact point. The one Yi Yul had unleashed on stage before the regression. Ko Jae-sung was performing it identically.
Perfectly identical.
“Oh-”
In that moment, the judges and the original artist both exhaled in unison—admiration spilling from their lips.
The beat accelerates.
And Ko Jae-sung steps forward.
‘No. This can’t be real.’
A beat late, he lifts his head.
Thud. His foot strikes the floor—a movement distinct as classical Korean dance.
‘It’s identical!’
The moment suspicion became certainty. Yi Yul’s form overlaid every motion Ko Jae-sung made.
The angles, the timing, the eye contact.
Not a single millimeter of deviation—it matched Yi Yul’s pre-regression stage exactly.
It was my favorite performance of his; there was no way I was imagining this.
In that moment, a chill ran down my spine.
‘How.’
This wasn’t coincidence.
Absolutely not.
That move had never appeared in the original choreography or the proposed variations.
It was a point Yi Yul had created himself.
I couldn’t look away.
“……ha.”
Breath escaped me.
‘Could it be-‘
A choice different from before the regression.
Stealing Yi Yul’s part, and outright lifting Yi Yul’s stage—something that hasn’t even aired yet.
My mind raced.
And finally, I reached one conclusion.
‘This bastard too.’
Is a Reincarnator.
I Killed My Favorite and We’re Debuting Together (Serialized)
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