Chapter 17

POV: Jaewon

Hye-so leaned over the soundboard, crossing his arms, listening to Harin clear his throat.

“I’m not… affiliated.”

“Not?” Hye-so furrowed his brow and looked at me.

I shrugged.

“SiHo brought him for a test. Let’s start.”

“Are you sure?” Hye-so asked. “Do you know scales and chord formations? Have you taken singing lessons? Can you sing?!”

“Stop bombarding him with questions.” I complained. “Go over there, Harin. I’ll release the sound for you to hear what we need once, you only sing when I give the signal, okay?”

“You need to hand over your phone and any device that can record sound.” Hye-so warned him. “It’s not allowed.”

Harin nodded, taking a deep breath as he handed over his cellphone with earphones wound around it. Before leaving, he bowed again, following SiHo to the recording area. I watched him through the dividing glass and smiled. He seemed fine, even nervous; he seemed much better than the last time I