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In my dark times, I'll be going back to those streets, making those promises I could not keep. Byul, 28, the best.

[iksakura-blog]

Sakura wasn’t in the right mindset at the moment. Over the weekend she had been practicing relentlessly, the majority of her time being spent in the practice room. However, once the actual week came around she found herself unable to focus herself and therefore continued to mess up her dance routines. She blew a strand of hair from out of her face as she felt the woman’s hand come to rest on her shoulder, before agreeing and immediately getting down on the ground to start the set of push ups.

[ikbyul]

byul holds her idols to a high standard but when it comes to her trainees, she might be even tougher. there is a firm belief that one has to try hard and then even harder to debut and so she barely pulls any punches....but she’s not used to sakura being so in space like she is today. so she waits until the girl has finished her push ups before she beckons her over, arms crossed over her chest as she observes her. ❝ whats wrong sakura? you’re not usually this zoned out....is something happening or are you tired? ❞

[ikjinae-blog]

brat? well, it certainly hasn’t been the first time she’s heard that. that didn’t make it any easier to swallow this time around, though. she knows she shouldn’t talk back; that she should just nod accordingly and do as told, but there was no way in hell she wouldn’t at least try to get her way out of this one. “no, no, no.. unnie, listen, yeah? it’s not that i’m lazy, it’s that i was distracted by your talent and beauty. give me one more chance to focus. just one more.”

[ikbyul]

❝ I’ll make it fifty if you keep up with that bullshit coming out of your mouth. ❞ she threatens the other, dark orbs narrowing in the direction of the other girl. she’s always been no nonsense, and while peoples attempts of getting out of her over the top punishments are usually amusing, she never really gives in. instead she crosses her arms, leveling her stare at the other. ❝ you’ve got five seconds to get down or I’m increasing it by ten for every second your waste. chop chop. ❞

[zvyr]

His shit-eating grin only widened at the other’s threats torwards him. “You know I love a challenge.” he cooed playfully finding it all funny in his own twisted way. Of course, he hadn’t planned on doing anything but teasing her at this moment, though. Jinsoo enjoyed the other’s 4D responses to things so much and he simply had to milk such situations out of interest purely. “You make it sound as if you’re dressed horribly.” he snorted softly, shaking his head slowly. “I think you could honestly pull off such an image as this if you would smile a bit more.” he pressed, teasing just a little more. “Don’t worry, Zn is great for keeping his mouth shut, you can count on me–” he started before looking down with a grin, messing with his phone, a quiet mutter under his breath. “Although, it’s still engrained deep in my mind, I won’t be forgetting anytime soon.”

[ikbyul]

❝ you won’t love it when my foot is so far up your ass you can see my toes from your mouth. ❞ vulgarity without much cussing was practically a skill for her in this moment --- this little jerk loved to challenge her, to bring out the ferocious temper that many preferred to stay far away from, and so she hardly ever held back in his presence. in fact, byul welcomed the ability to be as upfront and harsh as she could to people that could take it --- not that she would ever tell him that.   ❝ I could probably be a lot of things if I smiled and yet none of it really concerns you, now does it. ❞ a small sneer and she’s pulling at the top, throwing it to the side with the knowledge she had a black wife beater clinging to her form under it. ❝ you better keep your mouth shut, I won’t resist wringing your neck if this gets out.  ❞ she threatens, throwing the skirt right at his smug little face as she frowns. ❝ don’t you have better shit to do? we’re training tomorrow, not today.❞

[ikace-blog]

“ah noona!” he whines quietly- standing from his sprawled out position on the floor. she was one of his more difficult trainers, but she was also his favorite. out of all of the staff he’d worked with, since even his trainee days, she was his favorite. he’d had some ask him way exactly she, of all people, was his favorite, but he didn’t need a reason. they connected over many things, she was an amazing dancer and always knew how to make him fee, better, even if she did pinch him sometimes. “but- twenty? i just went through the whole routine at least one and a half times i can’t make it through twenty! how about ten?”

[ikbyul]

❝ and you’ll go through it at least three more by the time you leave here. ❞ she warns him bitingly ---- this little brat loved to test her patience but his whining had done nothing to melt her unusually cold heart. perhaps it came down to the fact that she wanted the people she trained to grow and grow and still grow --- it was so easy to be swallowed up in this world that she figured a bit of tough love in a harsh land wasn’t bad. tough love....tough love in the form of her reaching out to pull at his ear, nose wrinkled.   ❝ grown men don’t whine. I said twenty, I didn’t say ten. do you want me to kick your ass or something? chop chop, lets go. ❞

[dcizzv]

he flinched a little at her tone as he entered into the studio, a lot later than he should’ve been anyway. jesse should’ve expected that anyway with who his coach was today, but it couldn’t be helped. “my manger wanted to speak with us all.” he scribbled out onto the notepad he kept on hand at all times. he’d had a rough night plus a rough start to the day, and he hadn’t found it in himself to speak at all the past couple of days at least and today had made it worse. what was the point in finding words when he barely had his energy in him to dance today? “it went on longer than i thought– i’m sorry. i’m not being being lazy, i’m just late? it won’t happen again.” he bowed at that out of respect and apology. the next part he did expect though, placing the notepad and pen back in his pocket as he got ready to go through with the push ups she wanted him to do as punishment anyway.

[ikbyul]

there are things that have become normal in the womans life ----- the amount of idols and trainee’s alike that filtered through her personal dance room, the sass in which she insulted every single one of them, and the fact that jesse wrote down things for her to see. it happened every so often, his voice would gradually go down in volume and conviction until he was left with nothing to say. at first she had assumed he was mocking her, but after watching him for so many years, she began to understand more of his inner workings. dark hues quickly flickered over the notepad and she nodded --- she understood, but when did byul ever take back the things that she said? instead she reaches out to ruffle his hair and assumes the position in front of him, quickly beginning to pump out her own twenty ❝ knock ‘em out jesse ---- I’m tired so todays going to be short anyway. ❞ there it was, that silent way she cared about people rearing its head.

[ikbyul]

❝ yah, you brat. ❞ the choreographers tones are not at all docile or kind — she’s got an image for being a hard ass with a love for teasing the younger company mates that she’s got to maintain, and she doesn’t hesitate to try and keep it. especially with anyone who tries to get one over on her.  ❝ you think you can just be lazy since it’s the start of the week? who get’s better that way? ❞ and within moments she’s reaching out, tapping rather harshly at the others shoulder with a slight frown.  ❝ twenty push ups, lets go. ❞

[the-k-ladies]

[zvyr]

          The press and netizens would have a field day, if they could witness you like this, right now. (’ the corners of his lips upturned slightly in a type of smirk. Eyes halved in size as he laughed softly at the other, finding it humorous)

[ikbyul]

❝ former idol and current choreographer jailed for beating nosy idols ❞ she calls out the title, allowing slender fingers to draw a fake box around invisible words before she blows them out to the younger directly across from her. sure, she didn’t usually play dress up with peoples costumes but the tough woman had picked one of luv’s old ones to give them the idea of how it was supposed to look....but such a cutesy color like bright blue and pink didn’t suit her image.  ❝ if you tell anyone I’m wearing this, I’ll make your choreo in the next comeback the most embarassing. wanna try me? ❞ 

[ikbyul]

❝ yah, you brat. ❞ the choreographers tones are not at all docile or kind --- she’s got an image for being a hard ass with a love for teasing the younger company mates that she’s got to maintain, and she doesn’t hesitate to try and keep it. especially with anyone who tries to get one over on her.  ❝ you think you can just be lazy since it’s the start of the week? who get’s better that way? ❞ and within moments she’s reaching out, tapping rather harshly at the others shoulder with a slight frown.  ❝ twenty push ups, lets go. ❞

[ikbyul]

HI THERE ALL \o I am a little late to the party but I am here none the less. I WANTED TO SAY MY GREETINGS AND TELL YOU ALL THAT byul is the worst but she’s also the best and she loves to bully the idols tbh so come and let her love you. JUST CLICK MY HEART and I’ll scurry right over to plot \o Stay tuned for my starter.