I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 67

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Episode 67
I was past mere confusion—I was bewildered.
Only after Ju Han pushed me onto the Code 1 Podium did reality begin to settle in, piece by piece.
“Yu Seong-woo, you’ve become the new Code 1. Did you expect this?”
As if I would have.
“Is something… wrong?”
I meant it sincerely. I thought some Boys Code manipulation scandal I’d somehow missed had just exploded.
Kang Se-jun covered his mouth with the cue card. You could see him fighting down laughter.
“That’s such a genuine reaction.”
“I really didn’t expect it. My head feels completely blank.”
This was real.
I’d experienced death, regression, rejuvenation.
And yet, this felt the least real of all.
“Still, could you share your feelings?”
“Ah, yes!”
I took a deep breath.
“First, to my Puberty Team members who worked so hard alongside me—thank you so much.”
“And, um, well, my sister.”
The venue rustled at the word “sister” that tumbled out awkwardly.
“I mean, since we’re at this level, I thought I could get away with saying it—”
I scratched the back of my neck uselessly.
“I’m, uh, grateful in many ways.”
“Is that the end? Your sister will feel hurt if she hears that.”
I shook my head urgently.
I couldn’t do this.
If I said any more, Yu Seong-ah would definitely get annoyed the way she had during the dating rumors.
“That’s, that’s enough.”
Kang Se-jun finally burst out laughing too.
“Ha, you’re a shy one, aren’t you?”
I laughed along and picked up the microphone again.
“While preparing for this stage, I realized how rewarding it is to pour 100% of yourself into something. I’m truly grateful to everyone who voted for me. I promise I won’t disappoint you on the stages to come. Thank you.”
Once the words were out, I sounded overly grave.
‘This is embarrassing for no reason.’
“Ju Han, unfortunately you’ve maintained Code 2 again this round.”
“Once was fine, but twice is a bit disappointing.”
Ju Han spoke with a smile.
“Still, since Seong-woo got first place, it feels a little less disappointing.”
“Hmm?”
“It’s because he’s someone worth doing this for.”
At that moment, Go Jae-sung’s expression hardened, ever so slightly.
“We’ll be looking forward to seeing whether Ju Han can reclaim Code 1 at the next ranking announcement.”
“Yes!”
“Well then, let’s proceed with the badge exchange ceremony for the debut group members.”
The PD, who had paused filming briefly, explained the order of the badge exchange.
“Kang I-yul will receive the Code 3 badge from you first, and then we’ll do the exchange between you and Go Jae-sung.”
Kang I-yul came up first.
‘I never thought a badge exchange could be this exciting.’
“I’ll take it off carefully.”
“Come on, give it a try—”
I fluttered my jacket playfully, and I-yul made a face.
“Ah, come on—”
“All right, all right.”
With a clean click, the badge fell away.
“Congratulations.”
“You too.”
After a light fist bump, I walked toward Go Jae-sung.
‘I really want to do this right.’
Part of me wanted to use the badge as an excuse to tear a hole in his jacket.
The “CODE 1” right in the center of his chest.
Go Jae-sung watched me in silence. I carefully grasped the edge of the badge.
Plick, tap-tap—
The sound of the nameplate falling was louder than I’d expected. I peeled it away carefully so it wouldn’t crease.
“Aren’t you being a bit too careful?”
Go Jae-sung’s eyebrows shifted slightly.
“Yeah!”
……?”
I nodded without hesitation.
“It’s a difficult position.”
Silence hung between us for a moment.
“Not everyone can have it.”
Go Jae-sung seemed about to say something, but his words didn’t reach me.
My gaze couldn’t leave the nameplate.
Just a small nameplate.
But inside it lay all the sweat I’d shed until now and everything I would have to protect going forward.
“I’ll take good care of it.”
I slowly attached the nameplate to my chest.
Right above my heart: ‘Code 1’.
Only then did it feel real.
‘Ah, I never want to lose this.’
Really.
If anyone could take this spot from me, there was only one person it could be.
* * *
After the Code announcement ended, the trainees were given only an hour of rest.
The eliminated ones were eliminated, and the production team had more important filming ahead.
Even in that short time, Kang Se-jun changed clothes and appeared again.
‘Relentless, really…….’
“With three trainees leaving, some teams have fallen short on members, correct?”
Kang Se-jun smiled.
“Right, of course.”
Then he looked toward us.
“Though there is one team where all five members survived.”
As expected, only Amnesia remained completely intact.
My girl lost two members and was down to three, while Turn over had one elimination and dropped to four.
“Unfortunately, one member from the Amnesia team will need to transfer to My girl.”
The air in the filming location grew heavy.
No one spoke, but the silent negotiation had already begun.
“I’ll give you plenty of time to decide.”
‘About ten minutes, I’d say.’
“Then, after we finish filming the Amnesia team, we’ll regroup—”
We headed straight to the adjacent conference room.
Then.
“We’re going to use the restroom for a moment!”
Jang Hyun-jun, Nam Joon-ho, and Go Jae-sung—all three stood up at once.
“All three of you?”
The head writer looked suspicious, so Go Jae-sung flashed a friendly smile.
“Yes, yes. We’re all just a bit nervous, I guess.”
As the three of them rushed out, the production team laughed quietly.
“Were those three always that close?”
“That’s what I’m saying—he usually kept his distance from Hyun-jun.”
“Guess they got friendly again now that debut’s looking likely.”
Their whispers carried better than I’d have thought.
‘Did my hearing get rejuvenated along with my body?’
Choi Un-jo, who’d been watching them closely, spoke up.
“They’re going to form a team, aren’t they?”
“Probably.”
“What about you?”
“I’m going with my original plan.”
“Your original plan…….”
Choi Un-jo’s eyes widened.
“Wow, really?”
I closed the door behind me and spoke.
“So let’s form a team too.”
Choi Un-jo laughed.
“Sounds good.”
While the staff prepared for filming, I asked Choi Un-jo a question.
“Do you want to stay in Amnesia?”
Choi Un-jo glanced back at me.
“The camera isn’t rolling yet.”
As if I wouldn’t have checked that myself.
“Yeah. I like Amnesia.”
“Really?”
“And we practiced so much. Don’t you think it’d be a waste?”
I nodded.
“I have a question for you.”
“Go ahead.”
“If two people choose me—”
“Then what?”
“I’ll pick someone else. You okay with that?”
A stifled laugh escaped me.
“Sure.”
If a majority had already chosen me, there’d be no need to insert myself into that.
‘Smart guy, just as I thought.’
There had to be a reason a trainee who couldn’t speak a word of Korean had survived this long in a foreign practice system.
“But if it’s two-on-two, you understand, right?”
“But those three are already a team. Wouldn’t it end right there?”
“You know what? Whenever three people gather, there’s always a traitor.”
“Oh—is that a Korean proverb?”
Just then, the door opened again. It was Go Jae-sung and his group.
“Sorry we’re late—we got a bit nervous—”
“It’s fine.”
Nam Joon-ho’s expression, sitting there alone, said everything.
‘Just as I thought. They planned this together.’
Filming started immediately.
“Honestly, I think all five of us right now make the best combination.”
Just as expected, Go Jae-sung spoke first.
His voice was grave.
“That’s why it’s really difficult to let any one person go, but…”
His expression, even more serious.
“I think now is the time for reason to come before emotion.”
I’d never met anyone who spoke of putting reason before emotion who wasn’t actually being emotional.
“I’m really sorry.”
Go Jae-sung looked at Nam Joon-ho.
“I think My girl would suit you better.”
So they’d decided to eliminate Nam Joon-ho, the lower-ranked member. Well, Code 9 would face less resistance than Code 8.
Nam Joon-ho lowered his head. His face made it clear he’d already known.
“Sorry, Joon-ho.”
“…It’s okay.”
“Still, your fans all say they want you as their boyfriend and stuff.”
‘That’s a dangerous thing to say.’
Nam Joon-ho’s fandom took pride in “our boy does real hip-hop,” and they were known for giving side-eye to even the slightest romantic undertones within the fandom.
That’s probably why that guy’s face had gone ashen.
“What do you think, Yu Seong-woo?”
Finally, my turn had come.
Go Jae-sung, Jang Hyun-jun, Nam Joon-ho, and even the staff—they all had eyes that were absolutely certain I would say Nam Joon-ho’s name.
I tapped the table with my finger.
Tap.
Tap.
Then I spoke.
“I’m the one leaving.”
“Right, so Yu Seong-woo leaves… Wait, what??”
Go Jae-sung fell silent. Only then did he understand what I meant.
“I’m leaving.”
Screeeech.
The sound of a chair scraping across the floor rang out.
The person most shocked wasn’t Go Jae-sung. It was Nam Joon-ho.
“Really??”
He shot to his feet as if he’d just opened a jack-in-the-box.
“Yeah. I’m leaving.”
I nodded with a smile.
* * *
“What are you talking about, Seong-woo?”
Go Jae-sung was the first to react.
His face was flustered—no, bewildered.
He’d never imagined that Yu Seong-woo would volunteer to leave on his own.
In fact, the production staff hadn’t either.
Seon Do-hun, the main PD, rose from his seat without thinking, eyes still on the monitor.
‘What is this all of a sudden?’
The Amnesia team was the only one without an elimination, so everything hinged on who moved. The entire picture would shift completely depending on that choice.
Either Choi Un-jo, whose ranking had dropped, would be pushed out in a crisis, or Nam Joon-ho, with the lowest standing, would move and get a second chance—a proper underdog narrative.
At least that was what the production staff had envisioned.
In no scenario they’d prepared for did Yu Seong-woo voluntarily step forward to leave.
There was no reason for him to, after all.
He had the most popular song, and a stable position as main vocalist. He’d been practicing more faithfully than anyone else.
But suddenly, My girl?
It was natural that no one understood.
While everyone else reeled, only the one who’d thrown the bomb—Yu Seong-woo—remained calm.
“You can’t do that.”
Go Jae-sung spoke firmly.
“How are we supposed to perform without a main vocalist?”
“I… I can do it.”
Nam Joon-ho cut in urgently.
“As main vocalist!”
The conference room went quiet for a moment.
‘Nam Joon-ho as vocalist?’
He must have really wanted to stay on this team.
Under normal circumstances, everyone would have laughed it off. But things were different now.
If Yu Seong-woo left and Nam Joon-ho became the main vocalist? It would definitely make for interesting television.
If he pulled it off, he’d shoot up as the hero who saved the team in Yu Seong-woo’s absence. It could be an unexpected chance to showcase vocal talent he’d never shown before.
But if he failed, his stubbornness would hurt the team, and the Final would be out of reach.
Either way, it made for good viewing.
‘No need to drag this out longer.’
Whether it was Yu Seong-woo or Go Jae-sung, they were both going to debut anyway. For him as a PD, the entertainment value was more important than the debut group.
“Finished discussing?”
Go Jae-sung moved quickly to intercede.
“If you could give us a little more time—”
“That’s not possible.”
PD Seon cut him off with a smile.
“If the team changes, you’ll need more practice time, won’t you?”
The head writer, who’d been observing the situation, chimed in.
“That’s true.”
“Then we’ll vote right away.”
“Tell us which trainee you’d like to move to My girl.”
The voting began clockwise, starting with Yu Seong-woo.
“I’ll vote for myself.”
Next was Nam Joon-ho. He hesitated, reading the room, then spoke.
“You can’t force someone who wants to leave… I vote for Seong-woo.”
Go Jae-sung’s gaze fixed on Nam Joon-ho.
“No matter what, I have to choose what’s best for the team, so I vote for Joon-ho.”
Then came Jang Hyun-jun’s vote—effectively the casting vote.
Jang Hyun-jun stayed silent for a long time, his face that of someone calculating something.
“I……”
And then, with his answer,
“Go Jae-sung, trainee.”
The air in the conference room froze solid.
I Killed My Favorite and Debuted (Serialized)
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