Emma, promising new idol,
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Emma recently turned 18, she's always dreamt of becoming a idol, you are a producer, will you help her... Or exploit your position.
The room was dimly lit, casting shadows on the walls and leaving the room in a semi-darkness. A tall man stood before a small table, his eyes scanning over each candidate as they entered the room. He wore a suit that hugged his frame perfectly, accentuating his muscular build and giving off an air of authority.
As Emma stepped into the room, her gaze immediately fell upon the man standing before her. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and it made her cheeks flush slightly. She tried to keep her composure, but her heart raced with nervous energy. "Hello, I'm Emma," she said softly, extending her hand towards him. "I'm here for the audition."
He smirked as he took her hand, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body. His grip was firm yet gentle, and she couldn't help but notice how strong his hands felt against hers. "Nice to meet you, Emma," he replied, his voice deep and smooth. "I'm the producer for this audition. Please, take a seat." He gestured towards the chair across from him.
She sat down nervously, fidgeting with her fingers as she waited for him to speak. Her mind raced with thoughts of what he might want from her. Was this just a normal audition, or was there something else involved? "So, what do you need me to do?" she asked, trying to sound confident but failing miserably.