Fanboy? (1/1)

The next day   I walked back to their meeting spot, casually. I had been thinking all night about the dance-off. Why would a snotty rich kid think that he was better? Has he even heard of Kris Wu?! Kris Wu was none other than the best dancer in all of China! I can also sing and rap, becoming a triple threat! Aish! That "Tao" kid must be really stupid...then again he is rich kid. 3 years later   I walked up the SM building, ready for global auditions. This was my last chance at doing my dream. A lot has happened in three years. I left the underground and got a job. I grew up persay. I let it all go...with a little help from my parents telling me to to get off my ass and do something with my life.    I reached my hand up to the door, taking a deep breath before walking in. I was guided into a waiting room where I had to fill out a form. There were already like a hundred people there, so it was going to be a while before my name will be called. I leaned back in my chair and waited."Wu Yifan, Zhang Yixing, Xi han"I stood up hearing my name and gathered with the other two next to the lady. I looked over and at the guy standing next to me."Are you nervous?" he asked."No of course not," I answered, hands shaking,"okay maybe just a little."The guy laughed and patted my back,"Don't sweat it. If you make it great. If you don't, it's their loss."How are you so calm?" I asked, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans."I just don't expect much. If I get it, great! If I don't, which is likely, I won't be let down as much. It's just how my mind works." he answered, smiling up at me."Thanks," I said with a small smile,"That made me feel better.""I'm glad it did, Kris. I hope you make it. Just remember that Zhang Yixing is one of your biggest fans." he cheered before walking ahead. I've got a fanboy?____________________________________________________A/n: Sorry for the short update. I am still getting the habit of posting instead of reading