Andrew swallowed his saliva, hoping it would soothe his dry throat--to no avail. He tapped the steering wheel to stop his fingers from shaking, and if the car didn't have a self-driving system, it would probably have crashed already because his feet couldn't keep calm.
He shouldn't have used a taxi instead, but the party host did not allow that, perhaps to minimize a trace.
"Don't act so nervous," someone said from the passenger seat, and the idol almost jumped in surprise.
"Y-yes, Senior!" Andrew responded, not at all looking less nervous.
The man in the passenger seat just smiled calmly, as if they were merely driving to a dinner or grabbing a coffee. "Just think of this as an audition."
"Yes?"
"You said you want to try acting, didn't you? Just think of this like an audition for that," the man crossed his arms. "If you do well, I'll introduce you to some directors and writers."
