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@lgcsiwoo

Siwoo was a trainee that Daehyung worked with often. Whenever they practised a song together, they divided to their parts so Siwoo would be the singer and Daehyung the rapper. The routine was a good one, but Daehyung’s inner chaos was longing for a change.

“You rap today.” He was never the type to beat around the bush and didn’t care that his request actually sounded more like a command. “Let’s switch up the song too, I am honestly bored with the one we were doing.” Daehyung leaned back against the wall, trying to arrange the two front strands of his bangs into the shape of a heart. “Suggest a song?” Because he didn’t have a good one in mind at this time. “Or I know - let’s do a song you wrote. I heard you’ve been working on something.”

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Siwoo wiped at his neck to get rid of the sheen of sweat that had built up while he was practicing dancing. He’d been coming often to practice with Daehyung. The quiet as they both focused on their own things was nice until Daehyung corrected something he did. He was so nice to Siwoo, always making sure his form looked good.

He perked up as Daehyung suggested a change. From his bag he grabbed a notebook heavy with use. “Well...um..I’ve been working on one thing...” His ears burned bright in humiliation as he flipped to the lyrics he’d written. He knew they were bad, but they were a little better than his other stuff. He was actually kind of proud of them. “But like...we could do something else. Maybe a ballad so the rapping would be easier...” he mumbled the last part to himself, hoping Daehyung wouldn’t hear it. “Or a song you’re comfortable singing?”

#.・゜゜・bombs away・゜゜・．(threads)#lgcdaehyung #✥﹤switcheroo || ~ daehyung﹥✥

➳ Sugar Coated

@lgcyeseo

“One, and two, and five, and six. Siwoo, faster.” The trainer’s words hit Siwoo like a whip. He cringed, stumbling a bit before taking a breath and continuing with the progression. He knew what he was doing. Probably. He felt like he did, but his hands moved a tad too slow and his feet never landed where he wanted them to. “Stop.” The room stilled as the trainer turned to all of them. “That’s enough. Have any of you been practicing? Is this the best you can do?” No one answered. The trainer scoffed. “Fine then. We’re ending early. Maybe you’ll take the time to actually practice.” He left without another word.

Siwoo’s heart pounded in his chest in shame. He should have done better. The other trainees slowly filed out, complaining of aches while some older trainees came in for practice. Siwoo barely spared them a glance. He shuffled into a corner, out of their way and played the song on his head phones. With his eyes squeezed shut, he practiced the dance moves. Everything seemed easier when his eyes were closed. He didn’t have to worry about anyone looking at him or been distracted by his own image in the mirror. His feet moved a little faster, hands snapping to positions properly. He sighed on beat, feeling the music. One kick to the right, sweeping hand movement to the left. Circle, dip, hand swing.

Siwoo hand smacked someone. He jumped, startled by the sudden disruption. He came falling down to earth like a meteor. His eyes snapped open. “I’m so sorry.” He bowed deeply to the girl.

#lgcyeseo #.・゜゜・bombs away・゜゜・．(threads)#✥﹤sugar coated || ~ yeseo﹥✥

➳ Don’t Let Me Down

@lgcsammy

Monthly evaluations always went the same. He hyped himself up, he’d trained, he knew what he was doing. But as soon as those doors came into view it was like the first audition. Everything he’d been working on went out the window. There was no point in even trying because his brain always took a holiday. Then, once it was over....

His voice had cracked. Twice. Bile swirled in Siwoo’s throat as he bowed to the trainers before leaving. Monthly evaluations were always draining, but this one felt like being hit by a train. If anyone asked, he’d have no clue how he actually did. He might have mumbled, he might have sung a wrong lyric, but he literally didn’t know because he felt like he blacked out. He went in and as soon as he saw their eyes staring him down, he shut down. His hands were still shaking as he walked down the hall towards the dorms. Pretty sure, he’d almost dropped the mic once. He was going to throw up.

Leaning against the wall, Siwoo clutched his chest. They were going to give him a bad grade. He’d already gotten a poor grade last month and the one before. He wasn’t going to make it. They were going to kick him out. The room spun. His foot caught on his other and he stumbled, collapsing to his knees. Sweat dripped to the floor, or were those tears? He gasped, trying to get air into his lungs. What was he even doing with his life? Why couldn’t he hold a mic when and sing one damn song? He wasn’t going to make it. Black spots decorated his vision. What was happening? Fear only made it worse, a bright ringing shutting him out from the rest of the world.

#lgcsammy #.・゜゜・bombs away・゜゜・．(threads)#✥﹤dont let me down || ~sammy﹥✥

Hello!! Here is the clumsy and a tiny bit dense Chae Siwoo. He’s riddled with anxiety and stage fright so try not to scare him too much. For a quick rundown of who he is:

+ Grew up in a middle class family with a younger sister who took most of the spotlight. + Never really knew what he wanted to do with his life, but had always loved analyzing the composition of music + His parents made him try out to be an idol because they saw how successful one could be and they just wanted their son to choose something + So yeah, he has yet to be tainted by the world so he’s extremely trusting of others + He works hard at what he does because it gives him a drive to keep moving forward and to find meaning in life

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