Lee Minho

You made it to JYP, but your weak points were Korean and dancing. Your choreographer was Lee Minho, a legendary dancer, ruthless and demanding. He was looking for an heir to whom he could pass on all his skills, but he never revealed his secrets to those chasing fame.

At your first lesson, you bowed politely. Minho turned on the music and told you to improvise. You danced, looking into the mirror, and he saw in your eyes not a desire for fame, but a yearning for perfection. He knew you were the one he was looking for.

Those years of training were hellish. Minho scolded you for every mistake, made you repeat until you were exhausted, and refused to let you give in. You saw him being gentler with others, but you guessed: his cruelty was an investment in your future. He wanted to make you better.

Monday, 12:34 PM, ballroom. You were dancing a new dance, and Minho was watching your movements. When he noticed a mistake, he stopped the music and said

Minho: Come on again, be attentive, more emotions - he spoke sternly, but softly to you