I’m Debuting With The Bias I Killed - Chapter 70

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Episode 70
Go Jae-sung returned to the Practice Room after the Mid-term Evaluation, his insides churning.
“Erase you from my memory—ugh!”
Nam Jun-ho’s hoarse voice rang out through the Practice Room once more.
Wrong again.
That made five times today, and Go Jae-sung’s brow twitched.
“Jun-ho, shouldn’t you be saving your voice?”
……
“Or what if we lowered the pitch on that part a little?”
He swallowed the harsh words rising in his throat and spoke as gently as he could manage.
……
Nam Jun-ho didn’t respond, just restarted the Audio Track.
“Erase! Ah, mm-mm! Erase—aaugh!”
‘He’s trying so hard, for real……’
Ever since Yu Seong-woo left, the team’s atmosphere had been a complete mess.
‘Never expected Mun-ho’s taste would lean toward “My Girl.”‘
Nam Jun-ho had shut down conversation entirely, and Jang Hyun-jun was in his shadow. Only Choi Un-jo could still talk to everyone.
“Jun-ho, drink this while you practice.”
Choi Un-jo offered a Beverage.
“Thanks.”
The dismissive expression from moments before had vanished completely. Go Jae-sung’s mouth twisted.
“Take care of your throat. Just now was absolutely……”
Choi Un-jo couldn’t find the right word and shuddered dramatically instead.
……
Nam Jun-ho said nothing and downed the Beverage in one shot.
“Oh, that’s Cola.”
“Hack!”
‘This team’s going great.’
Go Jae-sung rested his chin on his hand.
Should he save the team this time, or construct a victim narrative using Nam Jun-ho?
He calculated briefly, but the answer came quickly.
This time, he absolutely needed a Benefit.
Until the Code Announcement Ceremony aired, viewers still wouldn’t know about his rank drop.
‘If I get another blocking vote?’
Without a Benefit, he’d slide backward again.
And the same went for Choi Un-jo.
So there was only one way: bring a Benefit into this Stage performance.
Conversely, if “My Girl” lost their Benefit, Kang I-yul would likely fall out of the Debut Group again.
But Yu Seong-woo was different.
He was a trainee who’d climbed all the way to Code 1 on team Benefits alone. Even if “My Girl” collapsed, the personal blow to Yu Seong-woo wouldn’t be severe.
In fact.
‘A good Stage, but the wrong team.’
That narrative would be complete.
And suspicion would naturally shift to the “My Girl” team.
Go Jae-sung’s lips curved upward slowly.
This Stage had to win. No matter what.
‘God, how do I smooth that brat over?’
Go Jae-sung waited for his chance. He couldn’t manufacture conflict in front of the cameras.
The moment Nam Jun-ho stepped out of the Practice Room, Go Jae-sung followed naturally behind him.
“Jun-ho, let’s talk.”
……
Nam Jun-ho didn’t even turn around.
“I’m sorry about the team restructuring. It couldn’t be helped, right?”
“Couldn’t be helped……”
Nam Jun-ho caught himself quickly, snapping his mouth shut. He’d spotted a camera.
Go Jae-sung gave a quiet eye signal.
Toward the end of the Corridor, where the Emergency Stairwell was—beyond the cameras’ reach.
Nam Jun-ho hesitated for a moment, then followed.
Click.
As the stairwell door closed, Go Jae-sung spoke first.
“I know you’re angry.”
“…….”
“I know you’re hurt.”
“So what if you do?”
“But let’s think about this rationally for a moment.”
Go Jae-sung leaned his back against the wall.
“Someone had to go.”
“…….”
“So what’s the standard going to be? Ranking.”
Nam Jun-ho’s lips twisted.
“So that’s it—just discard the guy with the lowest rank?”
‘He sees right through it, so why does he have to be such a pain about it?’
Go Jae-sung shook his head.
“That’s not it.”
And he let out a long, deliberate sigh.
“I think bringing you in turned out to be poison instead.”
Nam Jun-ho’s gaze wavered.
“In any other team, you wouldn’t have dropped in rank like this.”
“…….”
“I feel like my greed made things harder for you.”
Go Jae-sung pressed the corner of his eye—as if he were a man drowning in regret.
“That’s what I’m most sorry for.”
Nam Jun-ho’s expression softened slightly.
‘Not much time left now.’
“That’s why I came to apologize.”
Go Jae-sung fell silent for a moment—to push Nam Jun-ho deeper into confusion.
“Honestly, I wanted to send Hyun-jun instead.”
“You mean it?”
“Of course.”
Of course it was a lie.
“But I was the leader.”
He drew out his words slightly—like a man in anguish.
“We all practiced hard together, so how could I pick who gets cut?”
Nam Jun-ho’s expression gradually eased.
“So I really had no choice but to ask you.”
“Really……?”
‘Stupid bastard.’
He was almost there.
“Yeah. That way, when we aired on broadcast, no one could blame anyone.”
He even performed tears of frustration welling up.
“Hey, don’t cry over this…….”
“I’m really sorry. If I hurt you, I—I’ll apologize sincerely.”
Nam Jun-ho’s eyes begin to waver more and more.
After all, this was probably his first taste of such elevation.
Go Jae-sung, whom he’d been treating like a leader all this time, was now apologizing to him and letting tears shimmer in his eyes?
“Is that what you stopped me to say?”
And Go Jae-sung didn’t miss the moment his prey let its guard down.
“No, there’s something more important.”
“What is it?”
“We have to finish first and get the benefit.”
“…….”
“You can’t handle Main Vocal alone.”
Nam Jun-ho’s eyes narrowed suspiciously again.
“So you’re going to take my part? Like you did with Geon-hee?”
For an instant, Go Jae-sung’s eyes turned cold.
“That hurts to hear.”
“……I’m sorry.”
The atmosphere shifted in an instant.
“I’m not saying I’ll take your part—I’m saying don’t mess up the Stage.”
Each word he spoke carried a chill.
“What do you mean?”
“Am I wrong?”
…….
“Look, be honest—you know it too.”
Go Jae-sung’s voice was calm. Which made it all the more terrifying.
“If this stage goes south, who do you think will be in the most danger?”
…….
Nam Jun-ho couldn’t bring himself to answer.
“Me? Choi Un-jo?”
Go Jae-sung let out a soft laugh.
“No.”
He took a step closer to Nam Jun-ho.
“You.”
Nam Jun-ho flinched.
“You know how many people make it to the Finals?”
“……Yeah.”
“Exactly ten. Just ten.”
Nam Jun-ho’s face drained of color.
Go Jae-sung watched that reaction and felt certain.
‘Perfect.’
An elephant bound to a short rope as a calf never learns to break free, even when it grows.
“So don’t let pride get in your way, yeah?”
Nam Jun-ho said nothing.
“I’m not saying I’ll take all your parts.”
…….
“I’m just saying we should share the sections that are too much for you to handle.”
“I—I understand.”
“If we take first, it’s good for everyone. Right?”
“Yeah.”
Go Jae-sung smiled again. The chill from moments before vanished as if it had never been.
“Let’s head back up, adjust the parts, and start rehearsing again. Got it?”
Nam Jun-ho could only nod, still trembling with dread.
Go Jae-sung grasped the doorknob with satisfaction.
“Come on.”
Creak.
“There are cameras now.”
“Yeah…….”
In an instant, his expression transforms. A smile so perfect it might have been drawn.
“Let’s smile.”
Walking back to the Practice Room, Nam Jun-ho and Go Jae-sung talked and laughed together.
“Thanks for sharing what was on your mind, Jun-ho.”
“No, thanks to you I feel so much better—much lighter.”
“I was worried you were pushing yourself too hard.”
‘I hope they’re recording this.’
And so he became once again the considerate leader, Go Jae-sung.
* * *
“That’s why Jun-ho and I decided to split the part.”
As Go Jae-sung explained, Jang Hyun-jun sneered silently to himself.
So it’s come to this after all.
Throughout Go Jae-sung’s explanation, Nam Jun-ho kept his head down.
‘That spineless bastard.’
It wasn’t even surprising anymore.
Go Jae-sung had always been like this.
Along with Han Sang-yun, Kang I-yul, and Ju Han, he was one of the leading trainees representing Nix. Everyone knew that the In-house Survival Show was essentially a stage designed to add narrative weight to their debuts.
Besides, Go Jae-sung had also earned favorable reviews from company executives through his particular brand of tact.
So at one time, Jang Hyun-jun had also positioned himself as one of Go Jae-sung’s followers. He’d believed that to secure that final Debut Group slot, he ultimately had to stand on that side.
But everything began to unravel the moment Yu Seong-woo appeared.
He was like a man with actual agency within an otherwise carefully scripted play. He kept making unexpected moves, shaking the foundation of Go Jae-sung’s game.
So in the end, Jang Hyun-jun had turned his back on Go Jae-sung as well.
‘He’ll debut anyway.’
That hadn’t changed. No matter how much he despised them, no matter how much they sickened him — it was always these types who survived in the end.
That was just how the world worked.
He watched Nam Jun-ho drilling the changed part and fell into deep contemplation.
‘Do I really have to go this far?’
Never, in all his time as a trainee, had he felt this kind of crushing despair.
If he was being honest with himself, he’d rather just sabotage the performance altogether. At this point, even if he got eliminated, as long as everyone went down with him, he wouldn’t feel cheated.
“We don’t have much time left, but let’s do our best to prepare.”
Go Jae-sung took it upon himself to reset the mood.
“Let’s place first no matter what.”
One and a half days remained.
Jang Hyun-jun smirked inwardly.
‘Show some struggle, just once.’
Just that one time.
But Go Jae-sung had been solid from the start.
‘Maybe I have to acknowledge what’s worth acknowledging…….’
Neither the dance nor the vocals — they’d barely run through it together a handful of times — yet the choreography was already muscle memory for him.
‘……what the hell.’
Jang Hyun-jun found himself staring intently, almost without realizing it.
How was he picking it up so fast?
“Erase you from my memory— uh—”
Honestly, it wasn’t even in the same league as what Nam Jun-ho had been singing. He watched Nam Jun-ho stand there entranced and clicked his tongue — tsk.
Since things had come to this, might as well ride the wave.
A trainee could switch agencies whenever they wanted.
‘Whether by choice or otherwise.’
Getting eliminated here wasn’t the end of it. Still, the image that stayed on broadcast would follow you for life. No point in stirring up trouble for nothing.
That was the reality he’d learned all this time.
Jang Hyun-jun splashed cold water on his face and steeled himself.
Back in the Practice Room, he handed Go Jae-sung a beverage.
“Drink this while you go.”
Go Jae-sung, who’d looked momentarily surprised, soon broke into a radiant smile.
“Thanks, Hyun-jun.”
Jang Hyun-jun smiled too.
A team on the brink of losing a member, on the brink of discord — then, dramatically reconciled for the sake of the team’s victory.
‘I’ll probably catch some heat for this, but it’ll wrap up warmly enough.’
In real life, villains don’t get punished and cathartic justice doesn’t pop like soda the way it does in comics — Jang Hyun-jun already knew this all too well.
Or rather, he thought he knew.
At least until that moment.
On the day of the Semi-Finals. The Waiting Room was chaos — trainees frantically running through last-minute drills.
“Where’d Jae-sung go?”
“No clue. Pretty sure he went off somewhere with the production crew a bit ago.”
“Isn’t the Recording coming up soon?”
“What’s going on?”
Jang Hyun-jun lifted his head.
Something felt off.
He couldn’t quite explain it, but the moment he heard those words, a strange sensation prickled through him.
He quietly pulled out his Mobile Phone and opened the forum he habitually browsed.
“Ah.”
A short exclamation escaped him.
He scrolled down.
Once, twice, three times.
His lips curled higher and higher.
And then.
“Puhahahaha!!”
He couldn’t hold it in — laughter burst forth.
Everyone in the Waiting Room turned to stare at him.
But he didn’t care. It had been so long — this feeling of pure, crystalline relief.
It was electric, it was exhilarating.
More than anything, it was unbelievable.
The one he’d thought would never crumble, the one who’d always survive no matter what he did.
For the first time, Jang Hyun-jun thought Go Jae-sung might actually fall.
Jang Hyun-jun gazed down at his mobile phone screen again.
The post title came into sharp focus.
[Is Go Jae-sung really doing this?]
I Killed My Favorite and We’re Debuting Together (Serialized)
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