"Look, Instructor," Kaija complained between heavy breaths. "This is already the fiftieth time we've rehearsed the entire performance over the past few days.
"I've rehearsed it dozens of times with Dani before the festival too. And didn't I do well onstage that night?
"At this rate, I'm probably going to get sick of my own song before I even get to perform it live for the first time."
In response to her drawn-out complaints, Antony only shook his head, his face steely and severe as ever as he stood with his arms folded in front of the mirror.
"This time is not the same as the festival," he said, his voice firm. "This time, there will be millions of eyes on you, now that you've gone viral even before your debut.
"One mistake, and the viewers and the media will nitpick you far worse than I am right now.
"Come on, dummy. One last go. That chart show is tomorrow already. This is no time to slack off."
