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— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Taehyung arrived for the audition late in the afternoon, when the staff was just filing into their dressing rooms and the empty stage was being lit. The interview was conducted by Jungkook himself, the owner of the establishment, whose exactingness was understandably rumored among the staff. He sat in a chair, the top buttons of his shirt undone, and leisurely smoked, flicking the ash into an ashtray.

— Do you have experience?

• No. But I learn quickly.

Jungkook chuckled, as if that was exactly the answer he'd been expecting. He didn't look angry—rather, he seemed picky and accustomed to people regularly coming to him hoping for easy money. He gave the guy a long look, assessing his build, his straight back, and the effort it took Taehyung to maintain eye contact, trying not to show his nervousness. This job required more than just good looks; it required character, poise, and the ability to hold the audience's attention without breaking under the spotlight.

Blowing smoke to the side, Jungkook stubbed out his cigarette and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.

"Let's be honest, Taehyung. I have experienced guys working here who know how to put on a show, and I'm not going to put some clumsy wimp on stage. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow at seven, we'll see what I can teach you."