Miracle 9: Next Three

Club choosing day. Where many clubs will be working their hardest to try and gain newer members especially the freshmen. I wasn't able to choose my club since yesterday because I was still so caught up in wanting to join K-I back then. But I eventually gave up on that goal; I've got a new goal to pursue and it's a personal matter to me.

I need to get my confidence up when in comes to my dancing then I'll use my newfound confidence in order to join the K-I.

But I just realized it now, how do I... get confidence?

I can't just buy it with money. If I could I'd probably the most confidence person in the world that they'd give me an award for just that!

I've always been bad with my confidence like this, especially with strangers and people who push me too hard.

Strangers is a given because I'm quite shy when it comes to strangers.

But the worst part is people you know and they treat you not in the best way possible. Ever since I danced when I was a kid, my mom put me in dancing class so that I could dance better but.

"That's not the way to do it!" My teacher scolded me when she saw that I did something wrong

"B-but... I..." I timidly tried to answer her but she cut me off immediately.

"You have to do it this way!" She demonstrated to me the moves that I was doing earlier. I couldn't tell what was the difference "Got it!"

Her sudden yelling at my face after her demonstrating the dance steps startled me so much that I was almost frozen with fear "Y-yes..."

That one experience of mine definitely destroyed my self esteem when I was younger. Since then, it carried over and I had to experience another event when I was in middle school. It definitely sealed the way I am now in high school.

I made it! I made it!

I'm finally in the finals of the dancing competition. I'll be able to dance to my heart's content and everyone will like my dancing! I can do this, I can do this!

So I took my step on the big stage of my dancing competition. As soon as I heard the song, I knew that was my cue. I started to dance the way I would've wanted to do it. I felt like I was shining in this performance of mine.

Later...

"She's definitely quite horrible"

"Is she even a dancer at all?"

"I can't believe she even went to finals"

I overheard the crowd as if they were intentionally trying to make me hear all those comments they said.

I won the competition, but... I didn't win the audiences' hearts despite the applause I was given.

It was definitely devastating. Just remembering my past from time to time always gets me in a sad mood. Whenever a teacher asks me to do something, I try to live up to their expectations so that I won't be scrutinized. Whenever someone asks me a favor, I'll do it (if necessary) just so that I could prove that I worth it.

But it was just temporary measures to make myself feel good about living. But I'm slowly getting sick of it since middle school. Everyone I've met in my middle school think that I'm such a pushover; I'm so easy to use. I tried to change my ways in this new school that I enrolled in, hopefully that I won't repeat the same thing like in middle school.

I hope I never repeat it. I want genuine approval.

I want to be genuinely accepted. Not just accepted.

I should probably start with working on making my own idol group. I think I should start there.

I soon heard singing from nearby and a piano being played. I stopped in my tracks to listen to it. It was so lovely.

I know! Maybe I should ask them if they could join my idol group!

Suddenly the door opened, which stopped the two musically inclined maidens from doing their mini performance and turn their attention to the girl in front of the now opened entrance.

"Um... I'm sorry to ask this suddenly but...! Can you please start an idol group with me?!" The two maidens looked at the chocolate haired maiden who bowed before them. It seemed to be quite a shock to the silver haired maiden but the red haired didn't seem that pleased to hear it, in fact, it's as if she heard of the word again which pulled some heart aching strings in her heavy heart.

"No."

Aika lifted her head up as her eyes were shock "Wh-what...?"

"I don't want to join your bandwagon of an idol group. If it's an idol group that you want, why don't you join K-I?" Kotone said in an irritated tone.

"K-Kotone-chan... W-we should listen to her" Lucine fidgeted in place in a shy manner.

"Why Lucine-chan? Don't tell me you want to be an idol?"

"Th-that's not... what I was going at..." Lucine's voice became a whisper as she averts her gaze from Kotone.

"I-I just need you to give it a try! I-if you don't like it after one performance, you may leave the idol group!" Aika's practically sweating bullets hoping this desperate attempt to get their approval to join the idol group that she plans to create.

"Kotone-chan... We can at least give it a try." Lucine tried to convince Kotone in at least giving the idol group thing a chance.

Kotone gazed at Lucine and looks at her eyes. Their eyes locked as if Kotone is checking if this determination isn't just an act but a fact. After a brief moment, the red haired maiden turned her attention to the chocolate brown haired girl "What's your name?"

"M-my name's... Aika. Sato, Aika" She struggled to speak as she felt the intimidating gaze from her.

"Sato, Aika" She said in a loud voice like a commander calling attention to his subordinates

"Y-yes!" Aika stood up straight feeling the intimidation factor rising.

As if there is a drum roll being played now, the red haired maiden coughed a bit then stared at Aika's eyes directly.

"We'll join your bandwagon of idols"

Aika smiled and blush marks appeared over her cheeks

"Thank you very much!"

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