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[indent]For those aware of how Blissany performs, she does not stray away from being dangerously risque. She puts the hoe in all the hoe anthems, and most, if not all, of her collegues can imagine her in various fantastical scenarios, like being one of those side chicks in Jay Park's [i]MOMMAE[/i]. The trainers believe her to be a necessary evil at evaluations because of the pure intimidation she emits while she performs. Just another tactic to scare the 'weak' ones. And fortunately, she's more compliant than YS and Becky. Sort of. 

Bliss was a child machine — the moment she could walk was the moment her life was completely over. A life signed to the path of stardom, for better or for worse. All because of her mother's crazed obsession with the idol world. Her last evaluation was literally sex on stage, as she performed [i]Paradise Lost[/i] by Gain. It was unforgettable and completely on point, but it didn't change that she arouse [i]feelings[/i] within her entire class. It also didn't help she wore black lace, which never failed to make her a wet dream. That simply was her 'stick'. She couldn't be cute even if she tried because it was forcibly instilled in her mind that sex sells, and as such, she would do exactly that. Use her body as a marketable asset. 

Sure, she had talents. Her voice improving over the course of four years, her strength showing more when she sings in English than anything else, and her dancing being the greatest gift she was blessed with... she'd be better off as a choreographer than an idol. But, at the end of the day, none of that matter if it wasn't for her body. Not in this industry. For her, that is all that mattered to her trainers. Her body that sells. 

Even if everything she showcased was a destined Star-in-the-making, just like her mother, that wasn't what they focused on. What they cared about was her iconic red hair, with cherry lipstick to match. Outfits that formed around her curves sensually. Today being more of a secretary look, with a white blouse unbuttoned low enough to reveal cleavage and a gray skirt with a slit to display her refined, smooth legs. It didn't matter if it went with the song. It was hot. 

Complimentary to her outfits, she wore high stilettos that looked like the edge could stab someone. Honestly, the only time she didn't wear heels was when she exercises at the gym, or participates at a photo shoot where they preferred her wearing something other than these death traps and hardly comfortable shoes. There was a high chance they were going to make her perform in heels, so it didn't make sense not to wear them. Lastly, her moves that didn't give her gift any justice as a dancer through and through was major to her becoming the best her she could be. In their standards. They preferred dance moves that enhanced her sexuality and made people [i]desire[/i] her. Nothing more, nothing less. Without that desire, she was nothing to them.

Contrary to common belief, Bliss is not the most predictable with her evaluations. If anything, her last performance was the most expected yet unexpected because she went with her stick but notched it up to max level.  Yes, she was undoubtedly the ice cold 'hoe' of AS, but that didn't change the fact that she was an artist and didn't want to completely comprise her art for a bloodthirsty industry. She knew that everything would reach her mother and if they weren't pleased, she would hear a mouth full from the wench, but inside of Bliss was a raging war of wanting to do what she wanted and her doing what she was told to do.

People came and went on the stage, Bliss silently noting to herself the pros and cons of her competition. Yuzuru was her male counterpart, in her opinion, and his performance didn't fail to show that. Maybe, one day they would be paired to dance together. Though, she did catch the brief sullen look on his face, the moment he realized he was just in the basement. Not yet a worthwhile star. The bitter side of AS Entertainment. Be careful what you reveal to them. This industry loved the hopeless. Hopeless people did exactly what they were told. 

Following him was the Chinese duo. Mò Chóu seemed like she was harder on herself than anyone else and any mistake would ruin the rest of her week until she corrected it. Something AS would surely abuse until they broke her. Her style was the concept that Bliss could never be, cute, but it was refreshing to see her explore outside of her box and do ballet. Mentally, Bliss would critique her but as usual, if said person didn't come to her for her opinions, she would keep them to herself. Bliss did wonder if she gave the girl pointers would it go on deaf ears? Chóu came off a bit 'spoiled', and not necessarily someone she was sure she wanted to associate with. Then again, she probably came off as the same to her. 

Next was Chóu's brother, Chéng Léi. He chose to make the song his own, which meant putting it in the range he could handle. A smart choice for singers like him, and herself, who didn't belt like YS or even SunMi. Her new pupil, who didn't realize how strong her voice was. Léi was the funny guy, but his choice of song, wasn't for his strengths. It was for his weaknesses. For that, she would note his courage and continue to break him apart in her head, along with everyone else she watched with careful eyes. Finding the areas where they could work on, and areas where they're better off leaving alone. Master something, rather than focus on trying to get good at everything under the sun. At least with one mastery, the idol becomes a little less expendable. 

This was just how her mind was trained to be. Judgmental, but for the betterment of herself and her colleagues. She hoped they'd judge her just as harshly. That was the only way they'd survive this company. Breaking themselves apart before someone else did it for them. With no surprise at all that she was called next, near the beginning of evaluations rather than the end, Bliss silently, with no emotion written on her face, stood up and sauntered to the stage. Before going on the platform, she gave one of the staff members her phone. They'd know to record her. She needed it for reference. But, she'd also make sure she'd get a copy of the recording that was being done for staff members use.

The song she was going to do was [i]You Think[/i], from Girls' Generation. However, for the first time in her four years, she was going to do a complete English cover. Her inspiration deriving from [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6kJ9dwyUb8]SAARA's version[/url]. The Finnish singer and songwriter who wrote the song for the KPOP girl group. The song was a hip-hop friendly song that featured trap beats, as the arrangement focused on high-pitched belts and brassy horns to bring out Girls' Gen's 'subtle, siren tones'. Bliss, however, preferred how SAARA portrayed it and since her voice was strong in English, she thought it was time to take creative liberties and inspire her classmates to take risks and do what's best for themselves. This song would show her vocal skills properly and the attitude that the song had, which she loved, was the vibe she wanted to go for. Bliss was more than just sex.  

The dance for [i]You Think[/i] was fluid and meant for a girl like Bliss, but for her version, she would make every move hard-hitting, to give her performance a more western feel, not straying from the aggressive nature she wanted to give off. Think Ciara hip-hop style, with a mix of floating, popping, locking, and even some robotting. Prior to the song playing, she did the unthinkable! She kicked off her heels. She wanted to [i]dance[/i] and heels would prevent her from going all out. Yeah, her mom was going to hear about this. 

The start of her performance she gave off the vibe she was a mannequin and for the first 20 seconds, her dancing was creepily subtle, every joint unnaturally moving as she sang, but then when the first chorus chimed in, she 'came to life' and let the flow take over her.  

The song was about a woman warning her ex, that was spreading rumors about her after a bad break up. The song was better this way than the way SNSD did it. Of course, this was all in her opinion. She chose to tread the bold decision of not going off the choreography for the song. Since she was too focused on helping SunMi for this evaluation, Bliss chose to [i]improvise[/i] and because dancing was her strength, it wasn't anything she'd sweat about. Her personal trainer realized awhile ago that whatever he told her to do, she'd change things up last minute for herself. It was a silent rebellion, but a rebellion nevertheless. What would they do? They knew she was good and that's the one thing she hoped her classmates came to terms with. Once they realized their worth, they could fuck with the people that were trying to fuck with them. 

Blissany was an enigma and her performance came and went, like everyone else's. The one time people saw emotion in her was when she was dancing. Yet, once the music stopped she was back to being expressionless and without emotion. Before walking off the platform, she picked up her heels and went to the staff member who had her phone. A smile crept on her face as she offered her hand for her phone. The staff member looked at her with mild concern as she simply responded with a shrug. Her eyes went to the manager, who watched her pridefully walk back to her seat, without the sound of clicking heels. Dropping her heels on the floor, she leaned back in her seat and returned to browsing her social media on her phone, ignoring everyone else around her.

Truthfully, this was all becoming more and more mundane for her. The little changes she did helped her tolerate the industry.

[center][color=deepskyblue][b]"Ahn Hyunjin, you're up." [/b][/color][/center]
There was a hint of annoyance in the manager's voice at Bliss exhibiting 'free will'. [/indent]