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「Stubborn Sportsjunkies 」
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Her brows furrow as she puts her whole might behind that push and can’t believe when her noodely arms barely manage to lift weights she was able to lift with ease back in her track n field days. Somehow it feels humiliating how bad her form has gotten, especially her arms. But Yuzu wouldn’t be Yuzu if she didn’t remain stubborn and focused on pushing herself back to the point she stopped when moving to Korea a solid 4 years ago.
Solid 4 years ago. How did time run by so fast?
A grunt leaves her lips as she tries yet again to tug the bar down, watching as the weights on the machine barely move upwards while her arms shake in their effort to lift it.
This really was humiliating. She could only hope that folks there would just leave her to her own misery.
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TEAM ROYAL GROUP FINALS PERFORMANCE PART I : PERFORMANCE
MGA5 contestant #5042 Sohn Youngjae
ROYAL FLUSH
Performing All Night - Astro {{ Lyric distribution }} & Luv - She’z {{ Lyric distribution }}
Partner: Do Kyungsoo { @rkkyungsoo } & Lee Suwoong { @rksuwoong } & Jeon Heejin { @rkheejin }
Coaches: Cheri { @rkcheri } & Ella { @rkella } & Jeon Wonwoo { @rkwon }
Outfit: All Night & Luv ( pastel yellow instead of pink )
“ At the end of the road is the beginning of a new future ”
Finals. A word Eric would usually associate in a negative way with school and the end of the year, but while this certainly was the end of a road it was not loaded with negative emotions; rather those of excitement and anticipation. When he had signed up again his only goal had been to get further than he had last year: never in his wildest imagination had he imagined that he would actually stand here today, hearing the announcement of his victory -- his group’s victory -- and almost all of them having secured a spot in the finals. He was sad about Hyojin, much more than he had anticipated he would be, because after their little talk he had actually come to appreciate the other much more. And he wondered -- was he being one big hypocrite? Had him forcing Hyojin to practice for a different song on top of everything else caused the guy to lose focus on what mattered and face his elimination? Eric couldn’t help but feel at fault.
There was no time to feel sad about what was lost though, for come Friday it was already time to prepare again, this time for not only one but two big performances in the span of one week. It was going to be intense, he already knew that, but fortunately for him Eric was a guy who was ready to give his all as long as it was something he liked doing (had it been studying for an exam he might not have approached it with the same gung-ho attitude).
It was time again to sit down and talk, and while everyone was gathered the coaches came in with a surprise ice cream cake. Eric could feel his love for the Luxe girls rise (those kinds of cakes weren’t exactly cheap were they?) and he supposed Wonwoo hyung wasn’t all that bad either even if he was a bit reserved. The moment they took the first few steps into the room however, it was as though time ran in slow motion: a small awkward hand movement resulted in the cake flying a very smooth path towards the floor, and Eric could do nothing but watch in horror, almost feeling the tears press in the corners of his eyes. Not that he was a big fan of all the calories he was going to take in through it, but this had been a special present, and he had intended to cherish it to the last bite. Now it was just there: ruined.
Disappointment was a very accurate word to describe what he was feeling, but upon looking up at the coaches something seemed off, and soon enough he came to realise why: there was a second cake. They had been pranked. The shock was still so strong in Eric’s body that he couldn’t focus on anything but feeling embarrassed that he almost cried in front of the others over something so stupid. He wasn’t a little kid anymore after all, but that certainly did make him seem like one. But he was also relieved that he would get to accept the offering from Cheri and Ella (and Wonwoo too he supposed) after all, although he wondered if spending so much money on a prank had really been necessary. But that was that, and it was time to sit down and enjoy the cake without thinking too much about his calorie intake.
Suddenly Eric had got an idea and had taken out his phone. “Hey guys! Let’s call Hyo hyung!” he had said enthusiastically, already pressing in the number. It was early -- heck, the guy might even be occupied by any number of things -- but Eric had no such considerations in his mind as he connected the call. “Hyung~!” he called out into the phone that showed the older male’s face, and he tried to fit everyone into the small frame the camera provided. “Look what you’re missing out on!” Perhaps it was cruel, but Eric had no such intentions when he had got the idea -- in fact not even when Hyojin was whining about how he wanted cake too did he realise that he was probably flaunting his luck. Suwoong took a bit of cake and held it out to Hyojin (or rather Eric’s phone) and Eric started cackling loudly until the cake was so close to the screen that it almost hit. “Wah! Don’t kill my phone!” he exclaimed in horror. Their little tomfoolery soon came to an end and it was time to move on to more serious matters.
As it had been the week before quite a few song titles had been tossed out into suggestion and while they had pretty quickly settled on their Royal performance, their Sphere one ended up in split opinions between two songs. A consultation with the coaches -- “have you considered a girl group song maybe?”, “I was praised for my feminine movements back in my own performance.”, “I’d like to suggest She’z!” -- had led to them taking the discussion a whole other way, perhaps also out of consideration for Heejin, the sole girl on the team. Honestly Eric preferred it this way. He was after all a girl group enthusiast by heart, and while he certainly had got to show a lot more masculine charms this time around, he definitely still appreciated the more graceful movements. They just made him feel more in his element.
Songs decided upon they already faced their next problem: All Night was a choreography that required strong leg muscles, and while Eric himself didn’t have any particular problems (as a gymnast he was surprisingly muscular) the same didn’t apply for all of them. He wanted to whine about it, say that he could already pull it off just fine, but since it had been Ella who said that they needed to work on their glutes he wasn’t about to disregard her, and instead figuratively wagged his tail like a little puppy as he (more or less) happily joined the others in their squatting exercises.
Coming in the next day Eric never realised that his heart would jump out of his chest first thing in the morning until he walked into the room and was met with a loud “boo” that sent him shrieking and retreating to the other end of the room. “Don’t do that!” he whined and hit Suwoong’s chest a couple of times with light fists, but was pulled in to join the surprise lineup after they managed to calm him down again. The idea was fun enough as long as it wasn’t directed at him Eric supposed, and once his heart had settled he also supposed that it had been a bit fun. Just a bit though.
Soon came the second round of the jumpscare and the moment they jumped out Cheri was sent to the floor in shock much like Eric himself had been. Immediately he felt bad (he should have seen this kind of reaction come and opposed it shouldn’t he?) and he was going to rush to Ella’s side to comfort her and apologise, but Kyungsoo was faster. Eric stood behind watching the older crouch down by her and in his silent mind he cursed him for taking advantage of a vulnerable girl (not minding the fact that he had fully intended to do so himself). Curse you, ghost hyung. Curse you.
Training resumed as normal after their little mishap and continued long into the evening and started early the next day. Breaks were taken at irregular intervals whenever people felt like them, and it was after one such that Eric noticed Kyungsoo behaving suspiciously. Perhaps it was just in his mind, but something about the guy’s aura screamed that he was up to something, and naturally the young teen got the brilliant idea that he had to see what it was. Almost as if in a spy movie Eric followed close behind, scooting from one light pole to the next, hiding conspicuously behind trees and light poles until they eventually reached their destination. Eric firmly believed that he had to be some kind of genius at tailing people: perhaps he should become a detective instead of an idol?
Trying to mingle in with the crowd, his eyes were locked on the older male as he set himself up and began his little street performance. Eric watched in awe throughout the entire thing and found himself with more respect for Kyungsoo who was really trying his best to succeed in this whole thing. Even if he had completely murdered Toxic and everything Britney Spears stood for, Eric supposed that the older wasn’t all that bad after all. He cheered vigorously as the performance came to a close and hurried away before the older could come to see him. The rest of the day he spent looking at Kyungsoo with a cocky smile whenever he thought the other wasn’t looking.
It was Tuesday when Kyungsoo came into the room after excusing himself early the previous day and presented them all with small snacks and sticky notes of encouragement and yet again Eric felt bad that he had taken up so much of Hyojin’s time that could have been spent on practicing instead. He felt awful for how upset he had been with the older boy last week: after all he must have felt just as guilty as Eric did now after everything that happened. But there was nothing to do than put everything behind him and just wait for Hyojin to join him later (he had to or Eric would be upset).
Later in the evening Suwoong suggested that they pranked the coaches again to which Eric immediately opposed. “Didn’t you see how shocked they were last time?!” he had reminded the rest, hands in his sides and a frown on his face. “I swear Cheri noona and Ella noona looked like they were about to pass out! I’m gonna tell them if you pull anything like last time.” Immediately Suwoong tried to assure him that this time it was a harmless prank, and although skeptical at first, Eric eventually agreed to join in when he heard about the details: he had to admit it sounded kind of fun. And thus they spent a bit practicing for this new little prank -- if nothing else at least their enthusiasm was near the top.
When everyone came in the next day they excitedly announced that they had changed their second song choice -- they had found one that fit Sphere’s playful and upbeat image much better -- after which Eric took out his otamatone and played the beginning notes of PPAP. Heejin and Kyungsoo were singing sensually and himself and Suwoong were dancing with all their might (at least as best he could while playing the instrument) and they tried their best to hold a serious expression, but eventually cracked up in laughter upon seeing the disbelief and horror radiating from their coaches. Though his own laughter Eric apologised and promised that he would spend the last time practicing extra hard to make up for tricking them again.
Come Friday the mood felt incredibly weird compared to the high spirits that had driven them all throughout the week: probably because everyone knew this was the end of the road and that tomorrow they would know the results of their upcoming fate. It was kind of overwhelming to the young boy and he spent most of the day in a crestfallen manner that was uncharacteristic to his otherwise high spirits. When they were done with their last training together (although hopefully only for now) Eric stood a bit and pulled at the hem of his shirt before he opened up his arms. “Can we... do a group hug?” he asked, and not opposing him the others accepted his embrace. Immediately Eric could feel the tears form in his eyes and soon he buried his face in someone’s shoulder (he wasn’t entirely sure who in the mass of bodies and with his own emotional status) as he started hiccuping to hold back the tears.
When asked what was wrong he sniffled and looked up at the others. It was probably stupid reasons, but he couldn’t help getting so emotional now that it was finally nearing the end and that they were standing here together. “It’s just...” he began in between sobs. “I never expected to get this far. My goal was really just to get further than last year, but here we are and it’s the finals! And I get to represent Royal and everything, it’s my dream company and I’m just... I’m just so happy.” The one who came to cheer him up was, much to his surprise, Kyungsoo. The analogy was kind of macabre, but he supposed it did the job and he ended up cracking into a laughter in between his tears. “Thank you ghost hyung-- I mean Kyungsoo hyung. Really, thank you. Let’s smash it tomorrow!” Suwoong had pushed his cousin aside and assured Eric that his tears were all fine to which the young teen had given a firm nod and a big smile in between the sobs.
And thus, before he even knew it, Saturday had come. The past week had gone by so fast that Eric could only wonder where it had gone. Had they done enough? Could they have done more? Or something different? Were their song choices okay? There were so many questions running around his head and so many concerns that he wasn’t used to. Eric was very much a ‘just get it over and done with and then regret afterwards’ type, but now the fate of three other people was also dependent on how well he did so it put a whole other stress on him that he wasn’t used to. Throughout the performances he could barely focus, just sitting to himself and running everything over in his mind. It felt like time went far too fast when it was time for their first performance. Giving a deep exhale Eric jumped a bit on the spot to loosen his body and shot a firm nod to his team mates to let them know that he was ready.
“Hello, we are Royal Flush!” they introduced themselves when standing upon the stage, and from Kyungsoo to Suwoong and Heejin everyone addressed themselves as respectively the ace, king and queen of hearts until it was Eric’s turn. “And I’m the jack of hearts, ya boy Eric in the house!” Finishing off the introduction they got into position. He had to admit he was really impressed with what they could do with stage decorations this time. Not only did they have the big screen that was going to play the video of blowing flower petals throughout their performance, they also had the standing and hanging plants as decorations.They definitely intended to put on an impressive show, that much was for sure.
Starting on the floor the first beats of All Night sounded within the set and soon after their tough glutes training was put to use as they had to rise up. For a nice change Eric felt grateful to Ella and Cheri for drilling them through those squats so religiously, for he didn’t feel any issues getting up at all. Kyungsoo had started them off followed by Kyungsoo and Heejin and for a bit it was only the three of them singing. When it was time for the chorus they had decided to drop the spinning jump from the original choreography mainly to put focus on the difficult floor parts and the practice for them out of consideration of their non-dancers. Straight after the chorus came Eric’s part.
밤새 전화하자 한날 고민하다 부지런하지 못한 날
좀 일어나라고 전화해준 너라 마지못해
통화하다 내가 live it up, live it up
벌써 time to pick it up, pick it up woo
Ooh 우리 빼고 일어나는 시간이야 다시 한번 good morning
도통 모르겠어 내가 맞는지
솔직히 나는 관심이 없어라고 했던 것들은 다 거짓이야 뭐긴 eh
널 찾고 있는 거지 습관처럼
내 손이 기억해 너의 전화번호
Much like last week Eric was in charge of rapping as the only one in the group who actually even remotely knew how to rap. He wasn’t even that good a singer in the first place so it wasn’t like it bothered him too much that he didn’t get to show (and quite possibly butcher) high notes and fancy vocal techniques, but instead could show the versatility he possessed. And in some way he supposed that even though he only had the rap parts for this song, he still had more parts overall than the rest of them, purely because he took over the rap for two original members. It was hard as he was the only one who knew how to rap both in the group and amongst the coaches so he was very much on his own in his practice. But taking inspiration from real rappers, he had practiced while biting a pen to practice his diction.
오늘은 무슨 일 있었어 그래서 어떻게 했었어
그래서 그렇게 했었어 그 순간 말이 끊기더니
시간 날 때 전화해 어디 갈 때 전화해
자기 전에 전화해 일어나서 전화해
내 통화 기록 보면 너로 꽉 차있지만
그래도 니 목소리 듣고 얘기하고 싶었어
Immediately after his rap Heejin followed up with a high note and walked across the stage where Suwoong was waiting for her. Together they did the killing part -- although it would have been simpler to follow the original choreography and have Suwoong pick up Eric, the youngest member of the group had insisted that their king and queen did it this time considering himself and Kyungsoo had done the killing part last week. It was only fair to switch things up a bit and let everyone have a chance to shine.
Soon the song came to an end and Eric was sitting with his back against Suwoong looking for the camera that filmed them -- look for the red light, Wonwoo had told him -- and gave a wink once he found it. It was a serious performance, so he had to hold back the big smile that threatened to make its way upon his face. There would be plenty of time for that later on. Now that the first performance was over and he had been eased a bit into the whole thing, Eric felt himself calm down quite a bit. This was no different from every other time and he simply had to enjoy it all the same as he had every other time. He even had time to pay attention to the other performances this time instead of just sitting to himself and not being able to look past his own nose out of nerves.
It felt like no time at all had passed until it was their time again and for the second time that evening team Royal made it onto the stage this time after undergoing a wardrobe change. Their pastel yellow clothes had been carefully selected by Heejin and Suwoong keeping Sphere’s colour scheme in mind and it was honestly kind of fun to see the dark and mysterious Do Kyungsoo donning an outfit with such a cutesy feeling to it. Yet again they introduced themselves as Royal Flush upon making it onto the stage and this time Suwoong started explaining how this song was something they had picked for the audience as a thanks for supporting them throughout everything.
Beginning the cutesy song and dance Eric felt entirely in his element as he knew nothing better than swinging his hips in pretty girl group movements. On the internet he had always received quite a few nasty comments when uploading his covers, but that had never stopped him -- why should he stop doing something he enjoyed just because he didn’t conform with someone’s idea of masculinity? No, it was much more fun to just do as he pleased: and the good comments were also enough to make up for it so it was okay in the end.
유난히 지치고 길었었던 하루에
내 편은 하나도 없죠
너 하나 너만 내 옆에 있어주면
아무것도 필요 없던 그날을
To make matters even better, this song was fully vocal. Admittedly Eric had neglected his singing practice in favour of being more up to par with his rapping for the sake of the team, but it wasn’t like he was a bad singer in the first place. Perhaps he could have done with practicing some more, but done was done and furthermore they had made sure that all the technically difficult parts actually went to people who could pull them off. Meanwhile Eric’s purpose was to shine through as a triple threat, something he didn’t get to do properly back in the contest hosted by TRC. He still regretted that. Had he known that other companies would be signing people too, he would have done much more than just participate for the sake of participating. This was his time to turn everything around and do everything he possibly could and in his favourite genre nevertheless.
믿을 수가 없어 한참 지나버린 우리 얘기
When he had made the lyrics distribution he had tried to take everyone’s strength into consideration while at the same time paying attention to making sure everyone got to shine equally. In All Night he would have preferred at least some vocal lines too, but the rap parts had given him so many lines that he would completely overtake the song if he did any more. He didn’t want to make it seem like ‘Sohn Youngjae and company’ either. This was their stage all together, and he had wanted to show it off as such.
너 하나 너만 나를 믿어 준다면
세상 가장 힘이 됐던 그대가 날
The second chorus came about and they performed the characteristic hand movements again. Eric was mouthing along to the ‘L.O.V.E LUV’ parts without even realising it. This moment was everything he craved for. Standing on a stage with people he cared for while fans were cheering from down below. He really wanted this he realised, and not just as an extension of Dowoon’s dream, but because he himself, Eric Sohn, wanted to be an idol. That realisation almost made him cry again, but he bit down on his lip to not burst out into tears through the performance. Instead he swiped the emotions away with a bright and heartfelt smile. He really was his own person wasn’t he? With his own free will, his own dreams and his own purpose in life.
Harmonising with Suwoong in the bridge it was almost time for the end of the performance and after Heejin threw her flower and the last chorus hit, the older male yelled to the audience and urged them to do the dance moves alongside the team on the stage. Even if they didn’t know the song and dance beforehand, the move was so simple that anyone should be able to keep up with it. That was also something they had taken into account when picking songs -- All Night was a tough choreography so they wanted something lighter and easier for the second or they were just going to burn themselves out. It was better to do one advanced and one simple dance right than attempt and botcher two advanced ones.
믿을 수가 없어 한참 지나버린 우리 얘기
With his last line and the rest of the team joining in halfway through they brought an end to this year’s MGA performances all together. Eric’s expression was bright and he hoped that he radiated how much he really enjoyed this for there was no lie to those emotions. In a sense it was kind of bittersweet, because no matter what the result was going to be from here on out, there was no denying the fact that he wouldn’t be standing on a stage this big for a long while. But there was nothing to do than indulge in the moment and enjoy what he had got throughout the show. Especially for the sake of his friends who didn’t make it this far.
As the very last performance of the year had come to a close Eric bowed to the audience and waved enthusiastically as he walked backwards all the way backstage again. Would they win? There was no way of telling right now. But he had to believe in himself. Had to believe in them. And he was going to.
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Sweet talk to me babe
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This evaluation seemed fairly simple compared to some other there had been this year, but as a person who barely spoke another language courtesy of a bad English teacher throughout high school, Hwanwoong knew that it was just a matter of getting it over and done with. But how hard could it be to sing in English? Apparently very much so. He felt a sigh leave him as he sat with the lyrics distribution open on the screen of his tablet, the foreign letters jumping around in one confusing jumble. Fortunately he didn’t have too many parts thanks to the nature of the song and the fact that they were six members in the group.
Seeing one of his group mates return from a bathroom trip, Hwanwoong rose his hand in greeting. “Dowoon hyung, which parts did you have again?” There were some people you could pinpoint their position on their looks, but with Dowoon it seemed like one big mystery to him. Like Gray hyung for instance, he radiated rapper while someone like Taemin hyung was a born dancer. “I’m sorry, I promise I’ll remember this time! It’s just hard to keep track of everyone when I don’t really know people... I need to know where everyone is to change the choreography to fit six people.”
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sun & sand
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yoongi's not a big fan of the beach. not really, anyways. the water is nice-- and at night, when the sun is unbearable, it's not so bad. sand is awful, though. it always gets stuck to his skin and the feeling is irritating to his skin; he always smells like the beach, and salt water and everything else and it's never a good feeling. yoongi, in general, isn't a person that really likes to go out at all, either-- so this whole trip isn't something he's all that excited about. but he attempts to make the most of it.
he stumbles over his feet, grimacing as he catches himself quickly-- teeth worrying his lip. he stares down at his sand spattered sandals, nose scrunching up at the mere feeling of the sand on his skin. he exhales sharply, moving forward at a slower pace, lifting his head up. the form near the shore makes him pause; it's one of the newer trainees-- one he hasn't really talked to yet. he wracks his mind for a name-- dokwan? doyoung?
"dowoon-ssi." he calls out, lifting a hand in greeting. "you uh," he blinks, cracking an awkward smile. "d'ya like the beach?"
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♕ ✦ — yes or yes.
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he’s hungry.
he’s hungry and he’s bored and a little bit impatient. in all honesty, he’s in sort of a weird mood, and he doesn’t know how to explain it or why he’s feeling that way. he’s got his legs hanging over the back of his couch, head hanging upside down as it hangs over the edge of the seat cushion. perhaps it’s the blood rushing to his brain, but he thinks he deserves to be treated today, and he makes as much known when he addresses his friend, pointing a finger directly at dowoon so that the other doesn’t think he’s talking to someone else (not that he would; there’s no one else in the room).
“you,” he says in a demanding tone, though it’s more childish than anything. he throws his feet over his head so that he lands on the floor, sitting up. “will you treat me to a late night dinner~?” he beams at the younger, and when he speaks again, his voice has taken on a sing-song quality. “make your choice, yes or yes?”
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breathe a little
the back of her hand presses into her temple. fifteen seconds past catching her breath, mijoo finds her heart thundering heavily in her chest. their coaches weren’t kidding when they meant kicking up their practices up a notch to keep them in shape for their next comeback. sure, they were going to take their time this time to prepare for it but the hustle was as real as it could get. no matter the hour, mijoo was always doing something. whether it was warming up her vocal chords, learning new choreo to show that she was able to improve the semblance of a dancer she was to be, re-learn old choreo and repeat. amidst learning their songs, mijoo feels winded; the moment the practice comes to a close, she’s running out of the room to grab a water from the nearest machine she can find.
her card in hand, she swipes -- waiting for the green light to appear. thirty seconds later, it still doesn’t appear. disgruntled, mijoo swipes again and to her surprise, and utter frustration, it works. too well. for what was supposed to be one drink, she finds that two come instead. belatedly realizing that when she had swiped the second time that she must have paid for both, subsequently. she sighs, hauling the two, cool bottles into her hands before turning the corner to find the first poor soul she could pass the bottle onto.
thankfully, one comes almost immediately. she finds him alone in the hall, her hand with the bottle raised immediately to acknowledge him. “hey, i ended up getting two bottles from the vending machine, do you want one?” ❪ ◆ ˟ 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍 、 ❫
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.let’s open a kissing booth?
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a loud growl could be heard, when kang joon stumbled through the hallways. it was lunchtime and the male had been too lazy to prepare himself food the evening before, which was why he was empty-handed this time around. oftentimes he would go and eat at the mensa, but today he didn't felt like fooding mensa food at all. unfortunately he had forgotten his wallet at home, which meant that he also had no money to buy himself a lunch. sulking he went up and down, there was nothing that looked appetizing at the mensa, but continuing the trainee with an empty stomache wasn't the best idea as well.
one of his fellow trainees, dowoon, walked past him and kang joon dramatically threw himself at the younger guy. "dowoonie~ hyung is so hungry... let's open a kissing booth and gain some money for my lunch, aye?" of course it he wasn't completely serious about the dumb suggestion, and most labelmates knew this mischievous side of kang joon and had learned to deal with it. but they also knew that he was that open-minded that he would even go to those lengths and actually do it, despite it being a bad idea among trainees who had signed a contract with an explicit dating ban.
he blinked at the younger fellow, as he still had one of his arms wrapped around dowoon's shoulder. the two of them didn't interacted as much, but he thought that one or two jokes from time to time wouldn't hurt anyone at all.
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▫︎ ▪︎ ━ heavy lifting .
the thing about getting new trainees is that hongjoong can sometimes see where they’re pushing themselves much harder than they should be. especially within their first few weeks - they’re more liable to burn out faster if they don’t pace themselves. it’s a little exhausting to watch, especially because he knows that the industry has a tendency to push their trainees to these extremes. it’s true that hard work does pay off, but he still doesn’t think that health should be what’s sacrificed. there’s too many horror stories about what former trainees have gone through in order to get to debut.
he doesn’t want this new boy to have a horror story. it’s a little painful watching him struggle, especially during the heavy training at the beginning of the month. hongjoong hasn’t been having as difficult of a time with it, but again - he’s been training for going on two whole years. this boy has been barely here a week.
letting out a sigh, he puts down his weights with a light thump, making his way over to the newer trainee’s side. “ hey. you know, you’re going to throw out your back if you keep going at it like that -”
▫︎ ▪︎ ━ < @rkdowoon >
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➟「運命」encountering fate。
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One thing he simply had to get used to was new trainees coming every so often. With the buzz going on about two new Sphere people, it wasn’t surprising to believe that the same applied for other companies (after all he had heard about some big competition that had just been there, but Youngjae hadn’t paid it much attention). What he hadn’t anticipated however was for a familiar face to intrude upon his private practice in the room he had located especially so no one would judge his skill in dancing. Get the steps down first, get someone to correct it later, that was the plan.
In the mirror Youngjae’s glance fell at the figure that entered behind him, not actually expecting recognition, but finding it within the features of the other. And immediately a wince befell his face. He knew the guy and he couldn’t exactly say that their encounters thus far had been much pleasant, mainly thank to the other’s stubbornness and insistence on trying to insult him. How the fuck did they let a type like that into this place?
“I’m trying to train,” he pointed out shortly and coarsely, eye returning to his own figure in the mirror as he replayed the steps of the chorus through his body. “I don’t know how you got in here, but if you’re gonna start something I’m calling the guards to escort you out.”
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Little Birdy
@rkdowoon
Eunbin had never really tried painting before. Sure she'd had to do it in school and all that, but aside from that, she had about zero knowledge. But with spring came the desire to try new things and the Community/Cultural Centre's spring event seemed like just the opportunity for this.
She hadn't planned to join the class when she first saw it, but as the friend she wanted to meet cancelled because she'd fallen sick, the girl figured why not. With a bit of a bland expression, she entered the room and scanned it for empty seats. It was quite crowded already, so Eunbin walked up to the closest empty spot she could find.
"Is this still free?" She asked the boy next to the spot with a little smile on her lips.
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Flier 2!
@rkdowoon
Oh man, this was way more nerve-wracking than Dowoon had initially thought. He shouldn’t have been getting so nervous about giving a flier to a girl, but here he was. Probably looking like a total fool before he’d even approached her.
Most of the girls he’d hung out with had been those he’d met in hospital growing up and even then he’d been quite shy towards them. Not or the first time, Dowoon lamented both being sick and attending an all-boys school.
Swallowing hard, the drummer screwed up his courage and approached the girl and shyly held out a flier to her, hoping he has as red as he felt.
“Ah, sorry to bother you! But would you be interested in what we have planned at Royal for the next few months? If you are, all the details are on the sheet!”
was she disappointed that she didn’t get a call back from trc? no, not really, yeji couldn’t see herself in trc-- in the past there had been a little too much controversy there for her. even though she had considered joined, simply because of her newfound love for KIL. however no-- yeji was relieved she didn’t get offered a contract. she might have ended up signing away her soul too early and too fast.emotionally she wan’t ready as well.
that was when the male approached her, handing her a flier and she remembered him from the triple threat competition. he was there-- yeji took the flier from him and gave him a smile. “congrats on getting signed, thank you for this~” she lifted it up, bowerd to the male and headed on her way.
maybe one day, she will be in the same position.
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KT Entertainment - Commercial Filming
rkevent: rksskt
film members: @rksakura, @rkheejin , @rkljy, @rkdowoon , @rkdongmin, @floverrk, and @rkkyg
Outfit
She has done this before. Ever since she was a child, Naeun lived in front of the camera. There were times when she was younger when she truly only felt like herself was when she was acting. Despite all that, this time it’s different.
When Naeun had auditioned for the role, she had not expected to get the spot, simply because the actress had learned from a young age not to expect anything when going into such things. After all, she knew how hurtful rejection can be when expectations are placed on the line.
Another part of why she did not think she would get a role let alone the lead, was because this is the first time she’s done something ‘official’ for herself. Yes, she has been so sheltered and spoiled that everything was done for her. Aside from the actual acting part, her previous manager was the one who filled out application forms and got everything else done, Naeun only had to show up on the audition having prepared with the lines provided.
So though she’s done this all before. This whole experience meant so much more to her, it was a milestone of growth for the young dancer.
It wasn’t as though she wasn’t already beaming with joy, having felt a sense of personal accomplishment. But when she was pulled aside by a staff member and offered a training contract. Moreover, with the KT-Entertainment too. When it happened, she stood there shocked for a moment, until everyone else bowed and went back into the set. Quickly thanking the man, she followed along with her fellow cast members.
To say she was distracted during the whole CF shoot because of the news is a complete understatement. Thanks to her previous experience she has managed to pull off the actual acting part easily, but nonetheless, she stumbled around the set slightly dazed throughout the day.
Yet though she was distracted, she managed to make friends with her cast and crew members. As much as she can she helped Sakura with her inquiries and cheered the younger one whenever she could. She bounced off ideas on how to act and seem more natural with Jaehyun, even considered angles and motions that would look in front of the camera. Naeun even slyly sneaked handed the game to Dowoon for a few minutes so he can try out the game. Of course, she had to keep a lookout on that one and stayed close to him so it looked like they were looking through the phone rather than him gaming. While her free time was spent chilling with Dongyoon.
All that while, she barely managed to suppress a mental breakdown due to how overwhelming the day and experience was. In fact, when she was leaving the set and spotted her family driver waiting for her, it all dawned in on her that she has not actually told anyone that she was doing a CF. Heck, auditioned for one to begin with. It only took one look at their family friend and driver, Hyungki, to realize how quickly things have escalated and that she’ll have to face everything when she comes home.
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CALLBACK AUDITION PART I : PERFORMANCE
MGA5 contestant Sohn Youngjae
Performing iKON - 죽겠다 ( 00:00 - 01:54 )
Outfit
“ And suddenly you know it’s time to start something new ”
The worst possible outcome would be that he didn’t even make it back to the MGAs this year. Eric had always been a young man of great confidence, but even someone like him might take a dent from rejection after rejection and failure following more failure. Had he been denied from the very get-go he might honestly have felt his world collide yet again as he was still getting back on top after his argument with his brother. There was no bad blood left between them anymore, but Eric was still jealous of the other’s trainee position and that only meant that he had to work doubly hard to make up for lost time.
But he also knew that he couldn’t just do whatever he pleased anymore. So far he had gone through life with the mindset that as long as he did what he wanted to the world was going to bend down to his feet and accept it, but that had not exactly brought him very far. It was time to step back, take a look at his experiences and evaluate what could possibly have left him with rejection thus far. His age was something he supposed, but that was not exactly something he could do anything about. Yet again he found himself amongst many adults when he went to the designated venue for the audition. There was a fear that they were going to cut him off because he was too young and inexperienced again, but the only thing Eric could do about that was to believe in himself and not let his worries show. Prove them that even someone so young could make a name for himself.
What he actually could do something about was his performance choice. In the last season he had simply stuck to one side of his abilities for that was what he knew best. Even for the triple threat challenge he had stuck to female artists. He thought it was enough to expand his repetoire with hip hop, but alas. Eric liked to tell himself that it was because his heart hadn’t been in it enough, but as expected the sourness of the aftermath still remained within him and he greatly regretted the outcome and not trying his best. At the time he had thought only TRC had been accepting auditions. He was a fool.
This time he wasn’t going to make any mistakes. If anyone saw him as a cute boy who was jumping around a bit to girl group songs he was about to wreck that image completely. Heavy eye makeup in dark colours already hinted the theme of his song choice, and if that wasn’t good enough, the harness he had acquired for the occasion would also give the image of a dark and more mature concept than he had ever shown before. If any of the judges actually took his previous performances into consideration or even remembered him, this moment was to blow them away. Hopefully at least. He’d do his absolute best and if this wasn’t enough, what even would be?
To his surprise Eric spotted many a familiar face at the venue -- Moonbok’s long hair was impossible not to take notice of, and wasn’t that Jisung over there? These bastards hadn’t even told him that they were auditioning, but then again Eric himself supposed that he hadn’t told anyone either. Not because he had any fear of the outcome but because it was more fun to keep it as a surprise. But he was still upset! He himself was excused; they weren’t. That was just how it worked!
Unfortunately they were rushed in before Eric could really get a chance to talk to any of them, but he figured he’d just hit them up later. Easily forgotten were his hyungs as the excitement built up within him the closer he got to the stage, and the moment he stepped out he could hear gasps and murmur around him: the cause clear the moment he locked eyes with the five CEOs of Korea’s biggest entertainment industries. Honestly he wasn’t too surprised -- he himself couldn’t remember how early they got involved last year, but shouldn’t it have been obvious that they would appear sooner rather than later? Well, he supposed that some people might feel extra pressure performing before them, but in the end it was no different in concept -- it was still doing a performance, get judged for it and evaluated. Pretty simple if you asked him.
Getting seated it didn’t last long before the first contestant was called to stage and the young teen could immediately feel the rush of anticipation as it all began. There was just something about watching people do their best up close that was incredibly exciting and that he could never get enough of. And he couldn’t wait for his own turn. Everyone’s eyes on him as he took the stage for two minutes and made it his own. But for now it was time to let others shine, and certainly they did.
Seeing another kid he knew the face of slide across the stage on skates had Eric almost cheer his lungs out in pure amazement. The return was not quite as elegant however, and Eric gave a loud gasp followed by a brief laughter as Haruto fell off stage. He then turned to tug the sleeve of the person seated next to him once the younger hopeful person had made his way back to his seat. “That was so cool, wasn’t it?!” he beamed at the older male even though he had never met him before and had no idea what his name was. As the other was called in later he would come to know him as ‘Suwoong’.
With every performance Eric clapped and cooed enthusiastically as if he simply couldn’t cease to be amazed, and finally his own name was called. Going to the middle of the stage, he gave a nod to all five individual judges before speaking. Always make sure to greet his seniors he thought. “My name is Sohn Youngjae, and you might remember me from my brief appearance on last season. If you don’t though, I’m gonna make sure you definitely will this time!” It might be a pretentious claim, but Eric was dead serious and he was definitely not going to hold anything back. Once the tyre screeches of his backing track sounded Eric began his performance.
It’s killing me, once again
Your traces remain
And they torture me
It’s killing me
I turned around like you’re a stranger
But why am I so lonely?
The song was so far from anything he would usually listen to and like. He barely ever listened to boy groups, and when he did, it was songs with a much softer and brighter concept. Something like this was so far away from his repertoire as anything could be, but that didn’t matter. He would take even this song that was so foreign to him and make it his own.
I thought I’d be indifferent about breaking up
But there’s one habit of yours that I have
Not being able to throw things away
Foolishly, these feelings remain
Something that feels like regret
Opposite from you who is doing great
I’m half dead
I didn’t know the weight of this break up
I was selfish, I ignored your tears
Barely even knowing what love was, Eric was only just recently starting to realise what it meant to have a crush on someone. What it meant to have feelings for someone. And the difference between a celebrity crush and an actual tangible crush. Something like a breakup was still so far away and so foreign a concept that he couldn’t really conceive the feelings behind it, but all he could do was act his way out of it through his use of tone. It had been an absolute pain recording the song beforehand with his voice as the backing just in case he had to lipsync or even just for basic support considering he had to both sing and dance. He wasn’t a professional, he needed to take everything into consideration to keep himself stable.
It’s killing me, once again
Your traces remain
And they torture me
It’s killing me
I turned around like you’re a stranger
But why am I so lonely?
Killing me
As the dance break after the chorus came up, for some reason a single girl popped into his mind. Come to think of it, not even Lily knew that he was going to be here today, did she? He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to his performance once it aired in television (if it even would, he had no idea how much of this would even air when it came down to it) and for a moment an involuntary smile appeared on his face that was quickly replaced with the stern expression that he had tried to maintain for the sake of capturing the mood of the song. As he thought of her, he suddenly started to imagine how it would feel if these lyrics had been about her, and somehow the thought didn’t sit quite well with him. It bothered him and he couldn’t quite understand why it did so. He tried to shrug it off as the chorus came to a close and the next part came up, for this was something he needed his full focus for.
Freedom and new relationships
But behind that is an empty heart
On this dark night, I’m alone again
This isn’t right
Her existence is such a big part of my world
I try but I can’t take her out of it
Once I did take her off, I broke down
But I can’t tell myself to be ready to die
So it’s killing me
Eric could easily have skipped the rap part. He wasn’t by any means a strong rapper although he had practiced a lot and definitely got better. Honestly speaking it would probably have been more profitable for him if he didn’t include it, but he wanted to challenge himself and show a different image from thus far. The fact that it was a more melodic rap than anything else had made it easier, but flow was still a very important thing, and it was hard to keep his mind on that at the same time as his dancing. Even more so was it difficult when he was so used to dancing with a more feminine touch to suddenly switch to masculine movements, but he had a long time to prepare considering he already had an idea how things were going to progress. There was not a lot left of the song now that he had finished the rap more or less successfully.
I didn’t know the weight of this break up
I was selfish, I ignored your tears
As the music came to a close Eric sang a last “it’s killing me” and placed both hands over his throat as the choreography dictated. For a brief moment he simply stood there, chest heaving for breath now that it was over and done with. Immediately after he broke into a big smile and sent a victory sign off to the nearest camera he could spot before he jumped back to his seat with skipping steps. He had been in doubt of whether it had really been a good idea to perform something so far from his league, but now that it was actually over and done with it did feel quite good. He had done his best, and if nothing came out of it, he would definitely be disappointed.
Returning, Eric yet again returned to his seat mate and almost shook the stranger’s arm in his simple inability to control his joy. “Did you see me hyung? Hyung, wasn’t I totally cool?! I did it! I’m so happy!” He didn’t have much time to celebrate however as another familiar name was called, Moonbok stepping up to the stage to give his performance and Eric’s attention was immediately directed back to the show itself and his own attempt was already long pushed to the background with what was happening on stage taking all of his focus. “Yasssss!” he yelled eagerly as Moonbok stepped down, soon after followed by Jisung who seemed to be a wreck of nerves. “LET’S GET THIS BREAD JISUNGIE HYUNG!” he yelled at the other without thinking about it, and only afterwards did he realise how weird his sentence was and brought a mouth to his hand in an attempt to silence himself.
There was simply all too much happening at once for a young boy who just wanted to show support for those around him.
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August 2019 evaluation
Performing Got7 Lullaby (English version)
Line distribution
With: @rkdowoon / @rkseokwoo / @junerk / @bamrk / @rkyeji
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He supposed the reasoning was sound: kpop was getting more and more a global phenomenon and thus he shouldn’t only limit himself to speaking one language, but Hwanwoong was and had always been too stupid to really wrap his head around stuff like that. English was just one of the many subjects that he had only just passed in school, and he had never once used it in the time since graduating other than for the small phrases included in otherwise fully Korean songs. He hated languages because they made his head hurt and learning them was an absolute chore when he had such a hard time wrapping his head around them.
But he couldn’t really go against the will of the company. And in a sense it was nice to get back on track again after a month of not having much to do simply ending with a mid-year fun time. He had after all always been one to prefer action over being idle, and especially with the new boy group from Nova debuting, Hwanwoong could feel a sense of longing arise within him. If only that could be him soon. Although the thought seemed rather terrifying he really wanted to stand on stage soon with his own music and his own group. Hopefully soon having to use English to communicate with fans would be a reality, and so he had to do his very best here and now.
The group he had managed to gather was a very vibrant one to say the least -- other than Seokwoo he didn’t really know anyone in it, so it was a bit overwhelming to him, especially not knowing what people were comfortable with and not. It seemed that none of them really knew their way around English well, but that seemed to be the point of the whole thing, to challenge oneself. The first challenge had appeared in the fact that they couldn’t gather a full group of people, so Hwanwoong had to make changes to the choreography to make it fit the six instead of seven people situation.
This also meant that the issue of who did the dance break came up. There was a solo part in it, and Hwanwoong desperately wanted it for himself, but he also felt selfish for just taking it. In the end the choice had been between himself and bambam, another person who was an excellent dancer and lacked in lines. He had discussed it with his senior and was ready to fight for the part, but to his surprise the other had given up before even attempting to get the spotlight.
Although happy about getting the part he wanted without creating any unnecessary drama in the group, he couldn’t help but wonder if Bambam had truly been okay with it. The guy seemed rather depleted to him, as if he was just there for the sake of being there. Honestly Hwanwoong hadn’t followed the Supernova project, but obviously if the guy was still here as a trainee he either didn’t participate or didn’t make the cut. If it was the latter Hwanwoong could only feel pity for him, for if he was in the same situation he imagined that it would feel absolutely terrible.
Either way it became time for the performance and their little band of misfits got into position. Seokwoo was the one to start the song which seemed to come as a surprise to him initially. Then came Hwanwoong’s first lines, and a rush of anxiety that felt entirely surprising to him arose in his chest. It was probably because he had to rap in a foreign language he thought to himself. But it was alright. His thick accent couldn’t be helped, but he had at least memorised the foreign sounding words and practiced his diction with the new sounds that his mouth wasn’t used to. But he tried to make up for what he was lacking with charisma instead, and in the end they managed to finish pretty decently.
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Flyer 6!
@rkdowoon
He was making a decent dent in his stack of fliers, apart from one or two crabby people, most people were taking them politely and going on their way. Of course, Dowoon was under no illusion that most of them were probably putting the fliers straight into the trash, but it was his job to simply hand them out. He had no control over what happened after that.
Looking around for the next person to approach, his eyes widened as he spied a very familiar face. One he’d seen along side his own on TV as of late. He hadn’t actually spoken to Yugyeom since the day the commercial was filmed and that seemed like years ago. Quickly pulling a flyer loose from the bundle, Dowoon trotted over to the younger boy. smiling.
“Heya! Are you interested a flyer about everything Royal Entertainment has planned for the next few months? It would be great to see you join in, if you’re available!”
there are so many people handing out flyers these days that he’s beginning to worry about the consumption of trees being used. especially when he gets stop by someone who’s vaguely familiar to him-- though he can’t place why--hands him a royal flyer. he blinks at it, flipping it over before looking at the cover again. this would be his second royal flyer and he doesn’t really need two but it couldn’t hurt. “thanks, uh.. good luck. try not to melt doing this.” he replies, a bit awkwardly, before bowing slightly and heading on his way flyer in hand.
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Flier 8!
He was starting to get tired. He didn’t expect the simple act of handing out fliers to be so draining. Surely he’d be forgiven for taking a five minute break to grab a snack and bottle of soda for a sugar boost?
Ducking into the nearest convenience store, Dowoon wasted no time in grabbing a sandwich and the aforementioned bottle of soda, only to groan softly at the length of the queue for the cashier. Resigning himself to wait, he squinted at little at the person in front of him. Hadn’t he been at the SuperStar KT World auditions? Or was Dowoon hallucinating? Either way, he was getting a flyer, he might as well do something productive while waiting.
Managing to grip the drink and soda in one hand and pull a flyer out of his bag with the other, Dowoon tapped the other boy on the shoulder, smiling when he turned around.
“Sorry to bug you, but would you be interested in a flyer for everything Royal Entertainment has planned for the next few months? All the information is on the flyer, I hope you find something worth checking out!"
@rkdowoon
it was actually somewhat rare that hyeon had any spare change in his pocket to treat himself to something unhealthy. most of his money went towards his various lessons, or to his mother to help pay for food and other bills. he never really had any money for himself and when he actually did it mostly went into junk food. a small reward for himself as he never really got to eat anything unhealthy and mostly lived off plain rice and his school lunches.
all he could afford was a small chocolate bar, but really it was enough for him. the problem with the current store was that the queue was rather long, but hohyeon didn’t mind waiting. sure, he could probably find another store and get his food faster than waiting here to be served, but it was cool in here with the ac on. much unlike outside where it was currently the sort of weather where you wanted nothing more than to hide in the shade for a long time.
one headphone was planted firmly in his ear, the other hanging out so he could still hear what was going on. but when he was tapped on the shoulder, heyon almost wished that he did have both ears in so he didn’t have to be bothered. “not really?” he was here to buy a bar of chocolate, not to be bothered with a flyer from a company he wasn’t incredibly bothered about. and he was just a little confused about why this guy was given them out in a convenience store.
“what are you handing them out in here for, anyway?” he did have to press, snatching the offered piece of paper from the guy all the same, wrinkling his nose up at it.
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