CHAPTER 9 - The Best Friend

Monday slowly arrived after a quiet weekend. It was nearing the end of the month, and the trainees had to prepare for their monthly evaluation. Miseo was surprised they were called to perform a pre-evaluation, which narrowed down what they needed to work on before the final test.

Mr. Lim, Starlight Entertainment's top evaluator, was going to be the one in charge. She’s only heard whispers of his brutal honesty, but also heard that he was also reasonable to deal with. It was a much-needed break from the strict vocal teacher last week.

Miseo strutted into the room like she owned the place, confident in her ability to at least pass this assessment. Haneul, however, was a bundle of nerves, her hands shaking as she clutched her script.

"Alright, ladies," Mr. Lim said, adjusting his glasses. "Miseo, you're up first."

Miseo stepped onto the stage and belted out her song with gusto, her body moving to the beat. She might not have been technically perfect, but she had that certain something - charisma, stage presence, whatever you wanted to call it. It was hard to look away from her as she performed.

When Miseo finished, Mr. Lim made a few notes on his clipboard before turning to Haneul. "Alright, Haneul, your turn."

Haneul swallowed nervously and stepped onto the stage. She began singing, her voice wavering slightly as she tried to hit the high notes. Her dancing was technically sound but lacked Miseo's natural grace.

When she finished, Mr. Lim frowned. "I'm sorry, Haneul, but you failed this assessment. You need to work on your confidence and stage presence. If you do not, I guarantee you will fail again on Friday."

Haneul's eyes welled with tears as she stepped off the stage. Miseo put a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Don't worry, Han," she said. "I might have an idea to help you pass next time."

"What do you mean?" Haneul asked, sniffing back tears.

Miseo winked at her knowingly. "Let's just say I have a secret weapon that will guarantee we both get top marks on the monthly evaluation." She smirked mischievously. "For now, let's focus on practicing our routines."

Haneul nodded, grateful for Miseo's support. She wasn’t sure what she had planned, but she knew Miseo would be there for her.

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Miseo sauntered into the cafeteria the next day, scanning the room until she spotted Mr. Lim sitting alone at a table, shoveling food into his mouth. She made her way over to him with a flirty smile.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, sliding into the seat beside him before he could answer.

Mr. Lim blinked in surprise but gestured for her to sit. "Of course not," he said. "What can I do for you?"

Miseo leaned in closer, giving him a good look down her low-cut top. “I heard that you’re the one who has the final say for the evaluations.”

Mr. Lim cleared his throat uncomfortably, but didn’t pull away. “That’s correct. I make my recommendation to the upper management based on the trainee evaluations.”

Miseo pressed even closer, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out of her tight top. "In that case, I was hoping you could give me some advice on how to prepare for the monthly evaluation," she purred. "I want to make sure I'm ready."

Mr. Lim coughed awkwardly and shifted his gaze away from her cleavage. "Well, uh, you should focus on your technique - sing with more emotion, dance with greater precision and..."

Miseo tuned him out and nodded along as if hanging onto his every word, but she was really just biding her time until she could make her move. She placed a hand on his thigh under the table and gave it a little squeeze.

"Anything else you think I should do?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at him.

Mr. Lim's eyes widened as he realized what she was implying. He opened his mouth to protest but Miseo shushed him with a finger on his lips.

"You've been so helpful," she said with a wink. "I'd really like to find a way to express my gratitude..."

She slid her hand further up his thigh, grazing against the growing bulge in his pants. Mr. Lim made a strangled noise but didn't push her away.

"I can think of a few ways," he said hoarsely, leaning into her touch.

Miseo grinned triumphantly and stood up from the table, pulling him to his feet with her. "I was hoping you'd say that." She led him out of the cafeteria towards an empty practice room, her hips swaying seductively as she walked.

Once inside, Miseo locked the door and turned to face Mr. Lim with a wicked smile.

"So," she said, swaying her hips seductively. "What are you waiting for?"

Mr. Lim pounced on Miseo, his hands roaming over her curves like he was trying to memorize every inch of her body.

"You are one sexy woman," he growled, cupping her breasts through her bra and giving them a firm squeeze.

Miseo moaned softly at his touch, pressing herself against him. "I aim to please," she purred, slipping off her top and letting it fall to the floor.

Her lacy black bra barely contained her ample bosom, the creamy flesh spilling out enticingly above the cups. Mr. Lim licked his lips as he gazed hungrily at her chest.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he breathed, leaning down to take one of her nipples into his mouth through the thin fabric of her bra.

Miseo gasped and tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him close as he suckled at her breast. Her other nipple hardened painfully against her bra, begging for attention. She reached back to unclasp it, letting her breasts bounce free.

"Don't stop," she moaned, guiding Mr. Lim's head from one nipple to the other. He obliged eagerly, cupping and kneading her soft mounds as he licked and sucked at her stiff peaks. Miseo's pussy grew damp at his touch, a familiar warmth building between her thighs.

As Mr. Lim continued to lavish attention on her breasts, she started unbuckling his belt, eager to feel his hard cock in her hands. He groaned when she freed it from the confines of his pants, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft and stroking him from base to tip.

"Fuck, your dick feels amazing," Miseo purred, stroking Mr. Lim's hard length with both hands. "So big and thick."

She pumped him slowly from base to tip, her eyes locked onto his as she worked him over. His cock throbbed in her grip, the veins along the shaft pulsing against her palms as she got onto her knees.

"You're so good at this," he groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair.

Miseo licked her lips hungrily and then took the head of his dick into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Mr. Lim's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she sucked him deeper, taking more and more of him down her throat until he hit the back.

"Goddamn," he panted, bucking his hips to fuck her face. "You're a natural at this."

She pulled off with a wet pop, grinning up at him. "I've had some practice," she admitted with a wink before taking him into her mouth again.

Miseo bobbed her head in his lap, her lips stretched wide around his girth as she sucked him vigorously. He grunted and cursed under his breath, holding onto her hair for dear life as she worked his cock like a pro.

Her pussy clenched hungrily as she serviced him, the taste of his pre-cum filling her mouth and making her even wetter. She moaned around his dick, sending vibrations straight to his balls.

"Fuck yes," Mr. Lim growled, thrusting deeper into her throat. "Take it all, you little slut."

Miseo hollowed out her cheeks and sucked harder, determined to make him cum down her eager throat.

With a growl of pure lust, Mr. Lim hauled Miseo to her feet and spun her around so she was bent over the practice piano. He kicked her legs apart and lined himself up with her dripping pussy, rubbing his thick head along her slick folds. Miseo whimpered and pushed back against him impatiently. "Fuck yes," she moaned.

With a grunt of effort, he slammed his cock deep into Miseo's tight cunt, making her scream in ecstasy. "Oh god!" she cried out, her fingers scrabbling at the polished wood of the piano as he stretched and filled her completely.

Her walls clenched tightly around him as he withdrew only to thrust back in harder than before. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, punctuated by their moans and curses.

"You like that?" Mr. Lim panted, fucking into her with hard, deep strokes. "You like my big cock in your slutty little cunt?"

"Mmm yes!" Miseo moaned, pushing back to meet his thrusts. "Fuck me harder! Don't stop!"

Her tits bounced wildly as he pounded her from behind, the heavy weight of them swaying with each jarring impact. She could feel every inch of him as he plunged in and out of her, her pussy clenching hungrily around his thick shaft.

"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, reaching down to rub her clit. "I can't wait to fill you up."

Miseo keened with pleasure at the added stimulation, her toes curling against the hard floor. The pressure was building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter in her core.

"Don't stop!" she begged, bouncing back onto his cock desperately. "I'm so close!"

Mr. Lim fucked into her even harder, grunting with the effort as he chased his own release. His balls slapped against her clit with each thrust, driving her wild with need.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he warned her breathlessly.

Miseo threw back her head and screamed as she shattered around him, her pussy spasming and milking his cock. The waves of ecstasy crashed over her again and again until all she could do was tremble and moan.

Mr. Lim let out a shout and slammed into her one final time before he too found release. His hot seed spilled deep inside Miseo's cunt, filling her to the brim with his cum. She whined at the sensation, her pussy clenching around him to draw every last drop from his balls.

"Holy shit," he panted when he finally pulled out of her, his softening cock dripping onto the floor. "That was amazing."

Miseo pushed herself up on shaky arms and turned to face him with a satisfied grin. She could feel his cum leaking out of her, sticky and warm against her thighs.

"Mmm, I'd say we both expressed our gratitude pretty well," she purred, licking her lips hungrily.

Miseo winked at Mr. Lim as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took his softening cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked every last drop of cum from it until he was clean, then looked up at him with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

"So," she said around his shaft, "about my roommate Haneul..."

Mr. Lim groaned as Miseo's talented tongue swirled around the head of his dick. "What about her?" he asked breathlessly.

"I want you to make sure she passes the monthly evaluation," Miseo purred, pulling off him with a wet pop. "She has real talent, and I don't want to see it wasted."

Mr. Lim chuckled as he tucked himself back into his pants. "Don't worry about her," he said reassuringly. "I've already seen her assessment and she did well enough to pass easily without any help from me."

Miseo beamed at him, pleased by the news. "You're the best," she said happily.

Mr. Lim grinned down at her, reaching out to stroke a tendril of hair away from her face. "Not as good as you are with that mouth of yours."

Miseo giggled and stood up, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I was born with it," she purred into his ear.

"I can tell," he chuckled, giving her ass a playful squeeze.

"Speaking of pleasing..." Miseo said slyly as she backed away towards the door. "Maybe we should have some more... private lessons before the monthly evaluation." She winked at him over her shoulder and then slipped out into the hall.

Mr. Lim watched her go with a contented smile, already looking forward to their next encounter.

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The days leading up to the monthly evaluation flew by in a haze of lust and forbidden trysts for Miseo and Mr. Lim. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, stealing moments alone whenever they could.

One evening after practice, Miseo lured Mr. Lim into an empty storage closet and dropped to her knees, sucking him off until he erupted down her throat with a muffled shout. She swallowed every drop greedily before wiping her mouth and grinning up at him.

Another time, she cornered him in the break room and straddled his lap right there at the table, riding his cock for all she was worth while he covered her mouth to stifle her moans. They nearly got caught when one of the other trainees walked in looking for a snack but Miseo managed to duck out just in time when she was cleaning up.

They even snuck into an empty conference room one afternoon and fucked on top of the long table, surrounded by papers and Starlight Entertainment memorabilia. Mr. Lim pounded into her from behind while she gripped the edge and screamed his name as quietly as possible.

But their most daring encounter was when Miseo convinced him to meet her by the side stairs late at night. She got on all fours and presented herself to him, begging for his cock as he stripped down. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the empty room while Miseo moaned and begged for more.

In the end, they barely made it out before a security guard came around to do his rounds. They slipped out different exits, hearts pounding with adrenaline from their near miss. But it was worth it - those stolen moments of passion fueled her as she prepared for the evaluation. She knew for sure her best friend would be just fine.

Haneul paced nervously in the hallway outside the audition room, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Miseo lounged against the wall nearby, looking unbothered as she flipped through a magazine.

"Relax," Miseo said without looking up from her reading material. "We're gonna be fine."

Haneul stopped pacing and frowned at her roommate. "How can you say that? What if I mess up again?"

Miseo closed the magazine with a sigh and stood up to face Haneul. She put her hands on the other girl's shoulders and looked her in the eye.

"Trust me," she said firmly. "We have nothing to worry about."

Haneul swallowed nervously but nodded, taking comfort from Miseo's confidence. When their names were called, they walked into the audition room side by side, heads held high.

Miseo performed first and did well enough to pass, though her technique wasn't as polished as Haneul's had been. The judges gave her a few constructive criticisms before moving on to Haneul.

The shy girl stepped up to the microphone with trembling hands and began to sing. Her voice was beautiful and clear at first, but then she made a major mistake - she missed a note during one of the higher melodies.

Haneul's face flushed red with embarrassment as she stumbled through the rest of her song. When she finished, she bit her lip anxiously, expecting the judges to tell her that she had failed just like last time.

But instead, they simply smiled and nodded at her before moving on to the next trainee. Haneul blinked in confusion but didn't argue when the judges told her she had passed the evaluation.

On their way out of the room, Miseo winked at Mr. Lim. Haneul glanced between them curiously but didn't say anything until they were alone again outside.

"Did you...?" she started hesitantly.

“I did well. What about you?” Miseo smiled.

Haneul looked at Miseo with a mix of curiosity and confusion. "That’s not… I mean…," her voice trailed off. She thought about the nightclub incident from two weeks ago, remembering how Miseo couldn’t keep her hands off of Mr. Park. She wasn’t sure how to bring it up without it being taken as an accusation.

Miseo still had the look of a concerned friend. Haneul shook it off and let the subject drop. Instead, she took a deep breath before answering Miseo's question.

"Well, to be honest... mine didn't go very well," she admitted quietly. "I missed a note during one of the harder parts and I thought for sure I had failed again."

Miseo raised an eyebrow in surprise. "But you still passed?"

Haneul nodded slowly. "The judges just smiled at me and said I was fine. It didn't make any sense - they never let mistakes like that slide."

She glanced over at Miseo, a thoughtful expression on her face as she tried to piece together what had happened. "I guess they saw how hard I've been working," Haneul murmured to herself more than anything else. "Or maybe... maybe your secret weapon actually worked?"

Miseo just grinned in response and linked arms with her roommate as they walked away from the audition room. "Let's go celebrate, shall we?" she suggested brightly. Haneul nodded, still deep in thought but grateful for Miseo's presence by her side.

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Haneul followed Miseo into the restaurant, her stomach churning uneasily. She appreciated Miseo's help, truly she did - but something about it felt wrong.

As they slid into a booth and picked up menus, Haneul's mind raced with thoughts of what had happened during the evaluation. She couldn't stop thinking about that missed note and how strange it was that the judges hadn't even commented on it.

Miseo chattered away cheerfully as she perused the menu, but Haneul barely heard a word she said. Her eyes scanned the options without really seeing them, her appetite completely gone.

When the server came to take their order, Miseo smiled and placed her usual - a small burger with all the fixings. But Haneul could only manage to request a simple salad, her stomach too unsettled for anything more substantial.

Miseo frowned at her roommate's choice but didn't say anything about it until after they had been served their meals. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked, concern creeping into her voice as Haneul picked at her food without enthusiasm.

Haneul **** a small smile and tried to put on a brave face for Miseo's sake. She didn't want to ruin the celebratory mood or make it sound like she was ungrateful.

"I'm fine," she assured Miseo, taking a bite of her salad even though it tasted like sawdust in her mouth. "Just a little tired from all the stress of today."

Miseo seemed to accept that explanation and returned to enjoying her own meal with gusto. But Haneul couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something wasn't right - that she had somehow cheated her way through the evaluation by proxy.

She looked across the table at Miseo, who was eating a side of fries with a satisfied smile on her face. For all of Miseo's wild and questionable antics, Haneul knew deep down that her roommate truly cared about her.

With a sigh, Haneul pushed away her plate and reached for the menu again. She couldn't let this get to her right now - not when they had so much to celebrate. She'd figure out what to do about the evaluation later. For tonight, all that mattered was enjoying dinner with her best friend who would do anything for her... even if it meant bending a few rules along the way.