I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 42

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Episode 42
I recognized it immediately. Or rather, it would’ve been strange not to.
I’d watched Kang I-yul’s direct camera footage of this stage at least a hundred times over.
The formations, the movements, even the finger details—I could replay them perfectly with my eyes closed.
Which made it all the more absurd.
‘He copied it exactly as is.’
Not a single variation.
But the others couldn’t help but react differently. The choreography itself was good, after all.
“Insane.”
“Wow, how did you even choreograph this?”
“Honestly, I’m impressed. It’s actually really solid?”
Go Jae-sung laughed with ease.
“Not bad, right?”
Then he turned his gaze toward Song Woo-ju.
“So, where should we fit your choreography in?”
Song Woo-ju bit his lip for a moment, then shook his head.
“……I’ll put it in during my solo part.”
Song Woo-ju’s skill was solid, but choreography made in an hour was unlikely to outshine something you’d paid for.
“Got it? Then let’s start right from the first movement.”
From that moment on, Go Jae-sung became a completely different person.
“No, ease off the tension here.”
“Geon-hui, you’re half a beat too fast.”
He taught the choreography to each member personally, pointing out problems and mixing in praise appropriately.
“Un-jo, just one step forward.”
I understood why he’d insisted on taking on the choreography.
Producing shows only the finished product; the process rarely surfaces.
But choreography is different.
Teaching directly, making corrections—every bit of it gets captured on camera.
Skilled, confident, looking after teammates. The “mentor role.”
Exactly the image Go Jae-sung was after.
“Seong-woo, want me to walk you through it too?”
“Me? No, I think I’m good.”
I shook my head.
“I’ve already memorized it.”
The air went quiet for a moment.
“……Already?”
Of course. I wouldn’t have turned the Hourglass so many times if I was planning to learn from you.
“Want me to show you?”
I couldn’t have been more grateful to Yu Seong-ah. If this were the old me, no matter how many times I’d used the Hourglass, I couldn’t have pulled this off.
“What?”
“Hyung, did you really memorize all of it?”
Hwang Geon-hui’s eyes widened as I moved through the routine flawlessly, and Song Woo-ju looked stunned as well.
“Wow! Seong-woo’s a legend!”
Choi Un-jo even let out an exclamation of amazement.
It was the expected reaction. To their eyes, it would’ve looked like I’d watched it once and picked it up on the spot.
“……Your skill really has improved noticeably.”
“Thanks.”
I smiled brightly.
“I’ve trained incredibly hard, honestly.”
Go Jae-sung nodded with an odd expression.
Normally, a pretty long sequence would’ve come here. Yu Seong-ah struggling to pick up the choreography, Go Jae-sung teaching patiently. The warm chemistry that would develop between them—perfect for broadcast.
‘Not happening.’
I switched the subject right away.
“Oh, want to hear the arrangement?”
As I played the arranged composition, a smile gradually spread across his face.
“This is really good? I think we should keep it just like this.”
“Yeah! Thanks, Jae-sung.”
Now he’d be convinced. This was an arrangement packed solid with Moon Ho’s style.
* * *
A few hours later. Go Jae-sung showed me the choreography for the second verse, and of course, it was choreography I already knew.
The only difference was in his own solo part, which had changed.
Of course, even that was just a copy of the choreography that had been hugely popular in the pre-regression challenge.
‘Wow.’
He’d really scraped together every useful bit.
Watching Go Jae-sung dance, Seong-woo’s mind automatically played Kang I-yul’s direct camera footage in the background.
‘It really suited him well…….’
And that made him angrier. This had originally been Kang I-yul’s stage to shine.
It was because of that stage that he’d first looked up the choreographer’s name.
He’d even created comparison videos while watching the original choreographer’s footage, analyzing just how brilliantly I-yul had executed it.
Then, a sentence suddenly surfaced in his memory.
[I created this choreography years ago, but I never expected it to be used like this.]
‘……What?’
His eyes blinked. Years ago? The choreography was years old?
Years ago — which meant it wasn’t created for the year-end stage.
Then could it be—
‘……!’
He immediately searched for Chase on YouTube.
A list of videos poured up: original performances, cover videos, and more.
But the video he was looking for wasn’t there.
‘The choreographer’s name was Seo-ri, right?’
[Chase Choreography Seo-ri]
His fingers trembled slightly as he pressed search.
Idol fans had a way of pinpointing which café an idol was in based solely on the background of a single photo, or identifying the exact waffle they were eating from the image alone.
Finding a choreographer’s name in that vast ocean of information was hardly difficult. That was how he’d ended up reading her social media posts.
He wasn’t sure why that memory surfaced at this particular moment, but he figured it was a gift from the heavens — or rather, from Yeonglra Daewang himself.
[S: It’s true that Yeonglra Daewang can be benevolent, but he’s hardly the type to engage in such trivial actions. How busy he must be!]
Right. He’d been wondering why the Status Window had been quiet for days. But he had no time to respond.
“……Found it.”
[Seo-ri (An Seol-hui)_Chase Choreography
Views: 374 Likes: 5 Dislikes: 0]
He’d found the video he wanted.
He clicked play immediately. A dry laugh escaped him.
‘Just as I thought—’
He looked up at Go Jae-sung, then back at the screen.
The two men’s movements aligned perfectly.
In that moment, chills ran up his spine. He almost dropped the tablet.
All this time, frustration had gnawed at him. He’d clearly copied from the future, but had no way to prove it.
Who would believe him if he claimed to have stolen choreography that hadn’t even been released yet?
But now. For the first time, he had evidence.
‘And it was unmistakable.’
He immediately deleted the video history. He scrubbed the search records thoroughly.
His hands moved calmly, but his heart was anything but.
‘This is a card I can use to destroy Go Jae-sung anytime.’
But at the same time, one question nagged at him.
Go Jae-sung was a Regressor, and he was the one who’d actually performed on that stage back then…
‘How could he not know about this?’
Seong-woo sat with the tablet screen dark, thinking for a moment.
And then it struck him.
‘Ah…….’
For Go Jae-sung, that stage had probably just been work.
Year-end stages were like that. The schedule was so tight that even having a week’s preparation was considered luxurious.
Most performances were run through just days in advance, or at worst, a few hours on the day itself.
So even if fans cherished it as a legendary stage for a lifetime, to the idol himself it might have been just one among countless other schedules.
It felt oddly bitter.
A fan was someone who loved an idol’s moment as if it were eternal. That asymmetry of affection pricked his pride a little.
‘But I-yul wasn’t like that.’
He’d remembered the letter’s contents and had even asked how Seong-woo was doing first.
So this wasn’t a problem with the idol profession itself. It was just who Go Jae-sung was as a person.
Thinking it that way made him feel slightly lighter.
Yeah, honestly, it would be stranger for him to remember a choreographer named Seo-ri. She hadn’t been famous even before the regression.
Go Jae-sung probably searched for it too.
But the fact that he couldn’t find it right away, even when searching by name and title combination, meant he’d never have discovered it through keywords like “Chase Choreography” alone.
This was only possible because I had been a fan of Kang I-yul.
I felt as though a weapon had been thrust into my hands by accident. If this fact ever came to light, Go Jae-sung’s debut would be completely finished.
So somehow, that choreography had to make it to the fourth round exactly as it was.
“What do you think?”
Just then, Go Jae-sung turned around to ask, and I gave him a thumbs up.
“It’s really good?”
It was the brightest expression he’d worn since the survival show began.
Yes. Right now the world probably feels like it belongs to you. Smile all you want.
“Let’s do well on this stage and debut together for sure.”
An oath surged up to the edge of my throat.
‘Damn it—’
But I smiled.
Instead of answering, my hidden hand clenched harder behind my back.
My nails dug into my palm as I fisted my hand, yet I smiled through to the end.
* * *
“We will now begin the mid-round evaluation for Boys Code’s fourth round.”
Go Jae-sung’s face was already brimming with confidence. So he must have volunteered to go first.
“This team chose Chase?”
Song In-hyuk spoke as he flipped through the judging sheet.
“This is the only team doing a pop song, but you’re performing it entirely in English?”
Go Jae-sung laughed as if he’d been waiting for the question.
“No, sir. We’ve completely adapted it with new lyrics.”
“Completely?”
“Yes. We felt Korean lyrics would suit our concept better.”
The judges’ eyes narrowed with interest.
“What’s your concept?”
In that moment, Choi Un-jo raised his hand eagerly as if he’d been waiting for exactly this.
“Grim Reapers!”
He even struck the fierce pose he hadn’t yet abandoned.
“Grim Reapers?”
“Whose idea was it?”
I raised my hand quietly. The judges’ expressions split into two distinct camps.
‘I knew it’ and ‘really, even with that?’
Go Jae-sung continued smoothly.
“So this time, Seong-woo took on all the producing!”
The judges’ eyebrows shot up simultaneously.
“Jae-sung, you didn’t do any of it?”
“No. This time I focused entirely on choreography creation!”
I quickly chimed in to support Go Jae-sung’s confident declaration.
“Jae-sung really went through so much.”
In that instant, Go Jae-sung turned to look at me.
“He really choreographed everything from start to finish all by himself.”
I smiled slightly at the flicker of surprise in his eyes.
“Jae-sung mapped out all the formations, and he even created everyone’s individual solo choreography.”
I made a point of counting off on my fingers one by one.
“He must have gone through a lot teaching us.”
I hammered home that this was entirely Go Jae-sung’s work, over and over. At this point, even if a plagiarism scandal broke later, no one could call me an accomplice.
Go Jae-sung, oblivious to my scheme, broke into a broad grin. He looked absolutely delighted.
……Yes. Enjoy it all you want.
“Wow, Jae-sung, you’re really gonna make it to Code Rank 1 like this?”
Even his dismissive wave at Katin’s exaggerated praise was perfect.
“Then, we’ll begin!”
The music started.
Whoosh—
A dreamlike sound, as if echoing from underwater.
At the comical introduction, the judges’ mouths curved into smiles.
And the moment the choreography began, the atmosphere shifted.
“Oh—”
Short exclamations tumbled out in quick succession.
Go Jae-sung poured twice his usual intensity into the performance. It was likely the most passionate moment he’d danced since the survival show began.
Particularly during his solo part, he’d even gone so far as to lick his lip in a deliberate, calculated way. It was the kind of stage where anyone watching would say he’d come prepared.
“……Hah, hah.”
For a preliminary evaluation, it was surprisingly earnest.
“I’ll start first…….”
“Let me judge first…….”
And the judges felt the same way. They were practically falling over each other to speak first.
Song In-hyuk finally broke the silence.
“You really came prepared this time, didn’t you?”
“Thank you so much!”
“I was honestly worried about the Grim Reaper Concept, but you completely proved me wrong.”
His gaze turned toward Go Jae-sung.
“But what really surprised me was the choreography.”
Go Jae-sung’s cheeks were nearly reaching his ears.
“You didn’t get this choreography from somewhere else, did you?”
“Of course not!”
His answer came without hesitation. I smiled quietly from beside him.
‘That’s right.’
Keep that confidence going.
“Honestly, I’m impressed.”
Song In-hyuk shook his head in amazement.
“I thought Producing was your main strength, but your choreography is even better than that?”
As the judges’ praise continued to accumulate, a smile bloomed at the corners of my mouth as well.
Especially Katin, the dance trainer, spoke with genuine excitement in his voice.
“Did Jae-sung create the solo part choreography too?”
“Yes! I made it while thinking about choreography that would suit my teammates!”
Shamelessness to that degree was a talent in itself.
Katin genuinely marveled.
“You made it really well. The choreography for your solo part was especially great.”
That’s right.
Rise higher.
Be recognized more, be happy more.
So the fall will be all the more wretched.
I Debut With My Murdered Favorite (Serialized)
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