The lunch time has passed. I killed all my time inside the studio alone, playing with the guitar. I tried singing my songs that I wrote but everytime I remember the audition, my heart will never stop beating abnormally.
The audition was still ongoing as of now. But me and Christian are now standing in front of the head judge, Mr. Miller, Elijah, Samuel, and other two men that I don't know how to call. There were teams and staff working behind the camera too and some are holding out the papers.
The result between me and him will be announced right now and we are just waiting for it.
I am trembling in fear right now. I'm only looking down because surely, my nervousness is visible and I don't want them to see it.
Meanwhile, Christian, a little bit far beside me, looks so composed like
