I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 47

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Episode 47
The most striking difference from the previous round was singular and absolute.
Yu Seong-woo was no longer being held back. Yet somehow, it didn’t feel jarring at all.
Jarring? If anything, he kept drawing the eye.
“Huh?”
The audience watching the Stage began to sense something odd, one by one.
“Wait—Yu Seong-woo can actually dance?”
“How much has he been practicing?”
Murmurs of bewilderment rippled through the Audience seating.
Until the last broadcast, he’d been the trainee everyone mocked for his clumsiness—the tragic figure who’d led his team to victory only to be shut out of the debut lineup because of dancing.
But now, at least on this Stage, no one could fault him.
Ga Yoon made a decision. She had to capture this on video, no matter what.
Recording at a survival audition venue was nearly impossible—the risk was almost life-threatening. Several fans had already been caught taking photos and dragged out.
But this progress was so striking that without seeing it with her own eyes, no one would ever believe it.
‘I’ll film it even if I get dragged away for it.’
Though each dancer moved through different gestures, the ensemble never looked sloppy. They’d scatter, seeming formless, then suddenly lock together in perfect unison.
“This Choreography is insane—”
“Is this original choreography?”
Since the song had minimal choreography to begin with, it was obviously custom-made, yet the precision was so intricate that it seemed impossible for trainees to have created it. It defied belief.
And at the center of it all was Go Jae-sung.
“Wow, no wonder he’s in the debut lineup…….”
Then came Choi Un-jo’s Rapping. His distinctive pronunciation flowed over the gong and drum beat with an oddly hypnotic quality.
“Ay-!”
He drew the Audience seating into a natural response.
“That guy really doesn’t get nervous—”
But the real roar came next.
[This mysterious
feeling, there’s no other
way to express it]
Yu Seong-woo walked forward to Center.
“What?!”
Ga Yoon nearly dropped her camera.
“Yu Seong-woo is Center?”
“Isn’t he doing Vocal?”
“Surely not…….”
As if mocking their anxiety, the Dance Break began.
“Holy—”
“He’s literally flying out there—”
The Audience seating erupted.
“Wait, Seong-woo is dancing so well?”
“Am I actually seeing this right?”
Tracking his movements with her phone held steady, Ga Yoon felt her throat tighten unexpectedly.
A part he never could have been given before. A part she never could have imagined assigning to him.
And yet now, standing Center, he looked perfectly natural.
“This is crazy.”
This wasn’t just slight improvement.
These were the movements of someone who’d practiced to the point of exhaustion just to survive on that Stage.
“What in the world happened…….”
She wanted to check the next episode immediately. Those two weeks that had transformed Yu Seong-woo were driving her wild with curiosity.
Though Go Jae-sung did reclaim Center right after, the impact was undeniable. Spectators throughout the hall buzzed with shock at Yu Seong-woo’s dramatic growth.
“Was he pretending not to be able to dance the whole time?”
“Honestly, that would make more sense.”
“No way—”
But Ga Yoon let out a dry laugh. That clumsiness couldn’t be acted—it was too real.
[Before that blue moon
sets and fades
I will surely
seize your shadow]
Yu Seong-woo swept his Dopo wide, his hand grasping at empty air.
Like a grim reaper finally capturing a wandering soul after a long pursuit.
And then blackout.
“……Haagh, haagh.”
Ragged breathing poured through the microphone into the audience seating.
A moment of silence fell.
“Waaaaaaah!!”
“Yu Seong-woo!!”
“Go! Jae! Sung!!!”
“Seong-woo!!”
The cheers that had been held back exploded all at once. As the lights came back up, Ga Yoon snapped photographs frantically.
The judges’ expressions themselves were different.
“Who created the choreography, did you say?”
“Go Jae-sung made it all for us!”
At Yu Seong-woo’s cry, dance trainer Katin burst into laughter.
“Honestly, I’d believe it if you told me a famous choreographer designed it. How could a trainee come up with a structure like this—”
“From the Grim Reaper concept right through to the arrangement and choreography, it was quite simply a flawless performance.”
The trainees’ expressions visibly brightened.
Though praise continued to pour in after that, what struck Ga Yoon’s ear most sharply was Song In-hyuk’s evaluation.
“Seong-woo.”
Yu Seong-woo lifted his head with a tense expression.
“Yes!”
“You’re not awkward on stage anymore, are you?”
“Thank you!”
Yu Seong-woo laughed, breathing hard. Exclamations rippled through the audience.
Hair damp with sweat, cheeks flushed—the heat of the performance still lingered on his face. Ga Yoon, entranced, kept pressing the camera shutter.
“Your dancing in particular has grown so much. It’s remarkable, really.”
Yu Seong-woo hesitated for a moment, then scratched the back of his head.
“Thanks to my sister…… I practiced hard.”
Everyone laughed at once, knowing about the rumor incident with his sister. Yu Seong-woo, unusually self-conscious about the camera.
“Cute.”
Ga Yoon watched him through the lens and smiled softly.
She was simply grateful to have seen this stage in person, to have captured it on film.
Next came the After-School Boyfriend team, who had chosen school uniforms. With “School Love” as their song choice, they delivered a performance that exceeded expectations.
In truth, since most of them were lower-ranked trainees, people’s expectations had been quite low.
“There are a lot of trainees here who worked with Seong-woo in Round 2, aren’t there?”
“Isn’t Dong-seok hilarious?”
“Ki-hyun switching to vocals on Seong-woo’s advice—that was a masterstroke.”
Trainees who had chosen a new path through Yu Seong-woo’s consultation delivering a strong performance. That alone made Ga Yoon feel oddly proud.
“Next, let’s meet the Home Run team, who chose baseball uniforms. Please come up on stage!”
The moment Ju Han stepped onto the stage, roars erupted—on a completely different scale from before.
“Ju Han!!”
“Han ahhhhh!!”
“Wait, Kang I-yul’s here too?”
“Insane!! Kang I-yul!!”
Ga Yoon’s shoulders flinched for a moment. Just moments before, when they’d called out Yu Seong-woo, the roar had been tremendous. But this was a different dimension entirely. It was nearly a scream.
“Kang I-yul in a baseball uniform…… Kang I-yul in a baseball uniform……”
Watching Kyung-jin mumble the same words over and over, her soul seemingly departed, Ga Yoon laughed softly.
“I’ll get you a once-in-a-lifetime shot today.”
The lights went out, and narration began.
* * *
Even as they headed to the waiting room, Ju Han’s heart wouldn’t settle.
“Did you see the crowd’s reaction? Wasn’t that absolutely huge?”
“The cheering was so loud I was shocked, seriously.”
“That was amazing, really amazing!! I thought a total charm attack was coming, no joke?”
The audience’s roar. It was a sensation entirely different from broadcast comments or view counts.
Before the regression, Ju Han had watched performances countless times. As a producer, he’d created countless shows; as a fan, he’d watched even more.
But standing directly at the center of that roar was something completely different.
The real-time score points climbing made that euphoria even sharper.
“Thanks for all your hard work out there.”
“You too.”
“I’m still shaking.”
Song Woo-ju’s face was still flushed as he spoke.
Then I caught sight of my own reflection in the window.
……I wore the same expression.
Only then did it sink in.
So many people were really cheering for me.
The voices chanting my name. The faces lit up watching the stage. It was a reality far too vivid to be mistaken.
Before the rush even faded, we reached the waiting room.
Ground Team, who’d performed first, were already gathered in front of the monitor.
‘Next up should be I-yul’s team.’
I forced down my excitement. I needed to watch their stage calmly and see if there were any changes in I-yul’s danger rating.
‘The baseball uniform really suits him…….’
Kang I-yul had always had good proportions. But dressed in the baseball uniform, he looked exactly like the male lead of a coming-of-age drama.
[The score gap between the two teams is now just 1 point!]
Crack!
The stage began as the bat connected with the ball.
[That’s a home run!!]
Explosive cheers erupted as Kang I-yul burst into the center.
[This is my confession to you—
A hymn to youth
Our summer
starts now!]
“Wow…….”
A gasp escaped my lips without thinking.
He was good. Really good.
His expressions had grown more natural, and his lines were far sharper than before.
During the Dance Break especially, his body moved with relentless intensity.
‘Is he really dancing like that?’
The audience naturally had every reason to go wild. The roar was truly incredible.
But.
“Ju Han’s really riding high this time…….”
“That guy’s a born idol.”
The gasps and praise scattered throughout the waiting room had one subject: Ju Han.
I quietly bit the inside of my lip. I had to admit it, whether I wanted to or not.
Ju Han was playing with the stage. He knew when to hold back and when to explode with precision. Because of that composed control, I-yul’s dancing felt somewhat desperate by comparison.
‘This doesn’t feel right…….’
I swallowed a sigh silently.
Perhaps because he’s my favorite, I could see it more clearly—Kang I-yul was pushing himself too hard right now.
The danger rating hadn’t moved yet.
But my instincts were telling me something. That this time, things could really go wrong.
* * *
The performance hall, now emptied of the audience, still thrummed with heat.
And we gathered again for the results announcement.
“Seong-woo!”
Choi Un-jo rushed over and grabbed my shoulder.
“You were absolutely insane today! You were a complete ace—”
“Th-thank you.”
Choi Un-jo, electrified with excitement, mixed English and Korean as he poured out praise.
“That arrangement was legendary. Did you see how the audience reacted?”
Go Jae-sung, who’d walked over behind him, picked up the thread with a smile.
“It was also thanks to your choreography.”
“Really? That’s a relief.”
I laughed it off politely, but my insides felt nothing like that.
Both Go Jae-sung and Choi Un-jo looked satisfied. In fact, everyone on our team did.
But I couldn’t bring myself to smile unreservedly.
“All trainees, please gather!”
“Yes!!”
Tension hung in the air as Kang Se-jun took the stage again.
“We will now announce the results for Boys Code Round 4.”
“Huh…….”
This round, too, would present both team and individual rankings. The difference was that audience voting had been added to the judges’ evaluations.
“First, the team rankings.”
Numbers on the scoreboard flickered and rearranged. Fourth place was Han Sang-yun’s Street Team, third was the Uniform Team.
And that left our team and Kang I-yul’s team.
‘His team’s got first, no question…….’
But the team name that appeared on the scoreboard was.
[Hunter]
“……What?”
For a moment, it didn’t feel real.
“We’re insane!”
“We’re the winners, guys!”
“We’re first! We’re actually first!!”
Song Woo-ju shook my shoulder violently. Tears were already streaming down his cheeks.
My first time taking first place. Knowing how desperately we’d wanted it, I couldn’t help but laugh.
I was happy. Truly.
The concept I’d proposed, the arrangement I’d made, the stage I’d drilled into my bones—it was all recognized.
But strange as it was, I couldn’t stop thinking about Kang I-yul.
“Now we’ll announce the overall top-ranked trainee.”
The camera moved. Ju Han and Go Jae-sung, and…….
“Huh?”
Me.
I blinked without thinking, staring at the three faces filling the scoreboard.
Would I end up being memed on social media with titles like “Ju Han, Go Jae-sung, and Yu Seong-woo”? The thought made me uneasy.
“You’re a top contender for first!”
Song Woo-ju shouted even louder in excitement.
‘Me? Why?’
But I couldn’t bring myself to smile.
It didn’t make sense. No matter how well this stage went, how could I rank above Kang I-yul?
“The trainee with the highest overall rank is…….”
Kang Se-jun drew out the moment.
“Congratulations, trainee Go Jae-sung!”
“Congrats, Jae-sung!”
“Really? Me?”
Cheers erupted. Go Jae-sung’s eyes had reddened with disbelief.
“I never imagined…… Thank you. I owe it all to my teammates. I could never have done this alone.”
Go Jae-sung, rising to the highest place faster than I’d expected. He looked like the perfect victor to anyone watching.
In that instant, a single person came to mind.
Someone who could bring Go Jae-sung’s plagiarism to light without my direct involvement.
“We did it, Seong-woo!”
I patted Go Jae-sung’s back as he clung to me.
A faint smile played at the corners of my mouth.
‘I really was lucky to be born as your brother, sister.’
Yu Seong-ah was the answer.
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