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@lgcyerim
ꫂ❁ INTRODUCTION
hello, i am neo! i have been here multiple times before, some of you may remember me and some of you might not! either way, it's nice to be back and i am happy to be here. as i am writing this, i am also trying to figure out how to do all of this again so bear with me but my discord: florali for those that want to plot and chat further about things.
this is my girl, lee yerim!
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@LGCENT just posted a photo!
a smile is like a curve that makes everything right! 😊
#lgctrainees #lgcent #leeyerim
yerim was sweet. that much was similar to haeun's memory of the girl. she only met yerim a few times when she was dating her brother (haneul had refused to let significant others meet their parents) but she knew that yerim was kind hearted. most of haeun's friends were. there shouldn't be any doubt whether or not they'd accept her back in their lives. but haeun couldn't help but worry. some people would take offence to someone going ghost.
"uh, yeah, a lot better," haeun says, taking the seat next to the other. it was the simplest answer. yerim didn't want to know how she'd been assigned a therapist to get through her stuff, right? "what were you reading?"
haeun opened her can of juice, taking a sip before addressing the other again. "have you seen that update about the debut opportunity? i decided to try but..." it seemed like it wasn't in the cards for her. it was her last ditch effort. it kind of cemented her decision. "i think i'm going to venture into acting instead. that's a new thing on my end, at least. so i've been adjusting my workshops so i could get better!"
if anything from the relationship with haeun's brother, yerim ended up getting a friend instead which is just as well - it wasn't meant to be, and that was fine in the end as well. yerim was happy to see haeun here at legacy and seeing that haeun was doing well, soothed her and made relieved. hearing that everything was going well was good as well, sometimes yerim knew herself well and knew that she could end up forgetting time and place alot but when she came to she always tried to remind herself to contact people.
" that's greatg to her, i am very happy for you, " yerim nods and raises ger brows at the question of her books, a wide smile grows across her face as she begins yapping, " it is called the invisible life of addie larue, a woman born in france and the story begins in 1714 frace and follows a young woman who makes a bargain with a dark kid of deity for freedom but at the price of being forgotten by everyone after she leaves the room. she becomes immortal and, it is all very exciting, it's difficult to put down.... " yerim catches herself as she knows she could talk endlessly about it, and she feels a little embarassed.
" ah the debut opportunity? i tried as well but didn't make it either, maybe it wasn't in the cards for me this time- so i am trying to do better inmaybe acting and modelling, there was something i was lacking, " she nods and smiles over at haeun, " acting seems fun, maybe we could practice together sometime? "
ooc
i apologize for my absence and slowness but the last few weeks have been rough for me, i had an anxiety attack one weekend from height and the next weekend my grandmother passed away + work is exhausting ;; but i will be getting to everything shortly i promise!
“yerim, what are you do—yerim? yerim!”
it’s fortunate, dom thought as he lunged to catch her around the shoulders, that he was light on his feet ( another consequence of caffeine, apparently ). it’s unfortunate, however, that his mind was buzzing. what happened? was she okay? clearly not since she just toppled over! but why did she topple over? she was perfectly fine a minute ago—or was that a minute ago? how long was their break? did they take a break? yes, they took a break ’cause that’s when he—
“don’t move. i’ll get you some water.” his heart thundered against his chest as he eased her to the floor. and now that he was really looking at her … yerim didn’t look good at all. a little paler than usual, and she felt too warm.
dom returned not a moment later, his water bottle in hand. “here.” a careful but still slightly shaking hand tucked itself beneath yerim’s head so he could lift it a bit. “drink.”
ah, she could hear it in his voice the way that cheol when she had collapsed a little. yerim rested against him as he caught her and took a few shallow breaths, and she tried to calm herself because what good would it do if she also freaked out at a time like this. even though, she felt like the one that should freak out.
" water, " she uttered under her breath and it was like his body moved even before she had managed to finished speaking, at least now he let them take a break. yerim and him had been at it for hours, and she could feel the tension heavy in the air - " thanks," she took the bottle when he offered it to her, smiling slightly at him as she drank from it. the water cooling her down from the inside, it felt relaxing.
it took her a couple minutes before she had managed to gather herself again, smiling slightly at him.
a starter for @lgcasami
normally yerim likes the rain, especially during the summer but today it felt like it was a hassle - because she had to go back to the dorm after practice and it wasn't nice and sunny outside, it was rainy and the sun had set so it was bound to be a little chilly as well. yerim couldn't help but be frustrated with herself as she pondered her choices, because she had forgotten her umbrella.
it was her own fault really, she hadn't looked at the forecast properly and it was sunny when she left... ok, maybe not sunny, but it wasn't raining and while at legacy she had secretly hoped that maybe the weather would ease and be a more light drizzle, rather than whatever this was.
" oh boy, " she sighed to herself as she sat in a couch in the hallway, impatiently tapping her fingers against her thigh.
when the wind blows ༊*·˚
because of her brother haneul, haeun figured dating would be a lot messier. he was the type to be a little too friendly a little too often and wore his heart on his sleeve. as a result, he dated around... often. fleeting loves, moving too fast at times then at a snail's pace others. haeun heard it all growing up and figured that her love life would follow suit.
thankfully it didn't.
as a result of haneul's trail of broken hearts, she met yerim. yerim was a short lived girlfriend of haneul's. despite knowing her prior to legacy, they didn't get closer until after they had signed. which meant that yerim was one of the people that haeun went ghost on way back when. here she was with her tail between her legs, hoping the other understood why she was so distant.
"is it okay if i sit here?" she asks, motioning to the seat next to the other. the cafeteria wasn't nearly as busy as it usually was at this time of day. there were other seats. "i wanted to ...catch up, if that's okay?"
tell me about your day @lgcyerim
a few boyfriends, that's what yerim had but nothing ever lasted and she knows it was no one's fault really because when things dont work it just isn't meant to be and it wasn't like she ever was very heartbroken over things either, which only told her that she wasn't very attached to these boys. which was fine, especilly when friendships blossomed instead and haeun was one of those friendships.
" of course you can always sit here haeun ah," yerim nods softly and makes some space for her, closing and putting away the book in her hand she grins widely at the other. they are both trainees but it's rare that they have time to really, chat normally. it feels like their days are filled.
" yes. i'd love to catch up, it sounds nice. is everything going well for you lately?"
yeonwoo grins at her words. “you don’t have to thank me,” he says, gaze warm as he shifts slightly to face her better. “i’m just glad i passed by at the right time.” he hadn’t meant to stop but something in her voice had held him in place, had called out to the version of him that used to be in her shoes. quiet. unsure. waiting for permission to be heard. he doesn’t say that, of course, but the memory makes his tone softer when he adds, “you remind me of someone i used to be.”
the room is dimmer now with only a few lights overhead, the kind of silence that doesn’t feel heavy. yeonwoo picks up his phone and scrolls for a backing track, setting it quietly between them. “let’s try something easy. you don’t need to sing the full verse... just hum along or catch the melody wherever you can. no pressure.” his voice is light and his posture relaxed. he hums the first few notes himself, not quite leading, just meeting her halfway.
“don’t worry about missing notes. it’s more important that you tried. that you let the sound exist, even when it felt shaky.” yeonwoo pauses, thoughtful. “you’ve got something special, yerim-ssi. and i think that kind of voice? it stays with people.”
yerim does try to listen to what all the coahces are saying and explaining to her, how to improve but it is difficult to sometimes do by herself - singing didn't come naturally to her, it was something she started learning when she came to legacy and yerim has improved. 3 years as a trainee and she spent alot of the time in the start of her trainee period just practicing singing, the basics of it all, " someone you used to be? is that a compliment? " she smiles up at the male.
when he pulls out his phoen she wonders about what kind of song he will pull out, easy he says... easy for him might not be easy for her- but it helps to have him there and yerim does herself a favor and just listens to him.
"let's wait and see about the talent part, should we?" yerim glances at him and tries her best to mimic his hums, but she can't really tell if she is on key or not- in her head she is humming a similar key, there is something, " i want to be able to have a voice that people remember and want to listen to."
virtual reality
he doesn't mean to be a nosy person. he really isn't being a nosy person. but here he was sitting, having grabbed some food from the cafeteria and yushin's eyes keep glazing over and glancing at the very familiar book cover that was right there at @lgcyerim's side. but they arrived here separately on this bench, and he'd hate to be that guy that just blurts out conversation and has the other person feel absolutely harrassed by him and feeling forced to make conversation. what if they preferred to stick to their own thing and not make conversation with a stranger? what if they were here to meet someone else? what if? what if--? but he feels the self-control slipping away because he doesn't actually have anyone in real life to talk to books about, for the most part. and yushin loves to read and consume media. it's overflowing, bubbling.
some time ago, yushin had joined an online community for book reading. book club? yea, he supposes that's the term everyone uses. and he tries to read in between his schedules, when he finds time... sometimes on flights, or during any sort of transportation or when they're getting ready in the makeup artist's studios, etc. but it was hard to divvy up with time that he spends listening to music and trying to consume more of that type of information too. a hard balance. now he understands why only retired people have all the time in the world. "hey so.... i don't mean to interrupt you on your lovely day but...."
"how did you like that book? are you almost done or are you re-reading? i- sorry." yushin at least has the audacity to look sheepish, waiting for her to at least give cues that she's alright with the conversation being brought upon her, before continuing. "it's one that i've personally read before."
ever since she had picked up her latest book yerim had found it difficult to put it away, there was something incredibly facinating and captivating about the main character and she wasn't sure how it would end or what kind of progression it would be because right now the happiness of the character seemed to be something entierly in itself- yerim glanced down at the book, the invisible life of addie larue.
it was a book that had been recommended to her int the online book community she was apart of, had been apart of now for a few years. after becoming a trainee it had truly saved her, and given her multiple good book recommendations but this one had to be her favorite book from this year, it had taken her a while to get to it but it was all worth it.
" hm? " the voice catches her a little off guard and she smiles, and then another unexpected question comes from the male and her eyes are wide before she smiles excitedly at him, "i havent finished it yet but so far it's amazing, and i am completely enthralled with the main character addie larue- imagine living forever but be forgotten all the same? yet somehow managing to become an idea and leave your trace in some of the art in the history? "
akio doesn’t speak right away. he just looks at her, eyes soft, drink momentarily forgotten between his hands. he catches the strain beneath her voice, the grief she’s trying to swallow. a grief he knows all too well. it’s an ache that doesn’t always show, that dims over time, but it’s always there. always lurking. a void that can never be filled again. “that must’ve been hard,” he says, gently. “seeing that.” there’s no pity in his tone, just understanding. he pictures yerim standing in silence, watching his father be happy with somebody who’s not her mom. the conflicted feelings arising from that sight alone.
“i still remember,” he continues, gaze lowering slightly, “when my dad first introduced me to my stepmom. it wasn’t even a year after my mom passed. he told me it would be good for us, that we needed a mother.” as if anyone could ever replace her. his lips stretch into a thin smile. not a bitter one, just tired. “i don’t even think he realized how cruel it was. sitting across from a woman i didn’t know while we were all still… grieving. i still wasn’t speaking at the time.” they’ve already talked a lot about their mothers before. about how they lost them, how it felt. she’s one of the few who know he was mute for as year following that.
akio glances back up, meeting yerim’s eyes again. “so I get it… that feeling of needing to leave before your face ruins the moment.” he pauses, then adds, softer, “but you don’t have to carry that alone. you never did. and you shouldn’t feel guilty about feeling the way you did. it’s not that you don’t want him to be happy. it just isn’t easy to see them moving on with someone else.” maybe it’s because of the way his father tried to bury everything regarding his mother after her death, but the arrival of his stepmom always felt like a replacement. like he threw his mother in the trash before her body was even cold, discarded years of the happy family they once were and created a new one with a stranger, expecting akio and mion to be fine with it. “how do you… plan on facing it now?” he asks cautiously, as if gently testing the waters in case she’s not willing to talk about it.
yes it did hurt knowing her father was moving on but it has been so many years, but what hurts the most is the fact that she has not seen a smile from her father directed at her, or her accomplishments - her father has barley looked at her and when she announced that she would be moving into dorms, all he had done was raise his hand and wave her off. surely he didn't even hear that she had been accepted as a trainee, the thought of it all makes her stomach turn. yerim's brows knit together and knows that she might never get to know this woman.
yerim remembers all the late talks about their mothers, however she had always hesitated to speak of her father because that hurts more now than her mother's passing - the man that became apathic to her existence from that moment on.
her eyes meet akio's, her brows knit together and a crooked smile as she tries to fight the feeling of sadness build up inside her, " i want him to be happy akio, " her lips begin to quiver slightly and she sighs, " i don't think he can be happy with me there, because i look like my mother - almost a splitting image but she was so beautiful and kind. my dad, can't stand looking at me. "
it takes her a moment before she's gathered her own feelings and she sighs heavily, " i won't tackle it, at least not now. "
"now it is your trun, " she says and she shows him that she hasn't forgotten him either in her own misery, he was her friend - he had debuted before her but sitting here like this with him makes her remember all the times when they had just had fun together, talked and shared personal stories and this was one of those conversations.
that me espresso —
dom was starting to regret that espresso shot. it did what it said on the tin ( kept him awake post-dinner so he could practice longer ), but he should’ve read the terms and conditions of caffeine, because … well ...
“let’s go from the top.” breaks were usually five minutes, but he couldn’t sit still. he was back up on his feet in just one to fuss with the laptop, his fingers trembling as he tried to rewind the audio—a surprisingly hard feat when he had to do it quick quick quick. “should we do it at twice the speed? let’s do it at twice the speed. i heard it makes your body react instinctively, so when you go back to normal speed, your brain thinks the song is slowed down, which for some reason, makes it easier to memorize the choreography. so we’re going to try it at double speed.”
without even checking on @lgcyerim, dom hit play and hurried over to the floor. the already fast song suddenly became a lot faster. his movements were frantic as he rushed through the choreo at double-time, stuttering only for a moment to shout, “you’re a beat behind! move faster!”
exhaustion starts clouding her brain, it feels like a white fog but she can't stop the focus now - cheol was on something and yerim couldn't really afford to slack behind him. however she couldn't remember the last time she had a sip of water, her throat felt dry and head dizzy. yerim turns to go grab her bottle when she hears him... "from the top."
yerim needed the few minutes she could get but she also knew herself, she could go on for a little longer. however his suggestions didn't even sound remotely human, not right now at least in her condition - " cheo...." her voice gets caught in her throat, unable to tell him that she needs a break - she sighs heavily and the breath almost hurts in her throat.
that is when it happens, her legs wobble - it is only slightly but it is enough for her legs to give away under her and when she falls to her knees she struggles to breathe for a moment and she closes her eyes to concentrate, yerim needs to focus.... she needs water.
“sure! i’ll let you know when i have a free day so we can do that.” she smiled softly as yerim, excited over the idea of going to a karaoke and singing for fun. “mhmm, i know some people say that they really feel the long-term benefits so i’m just hoping i can stick to it for a while too.” aeri admitted, knowing that at some point she was going to reach some form of stagnation. it was all a matter of time and her willingness to push through that to see if she could experience what other people were talking about.
“yeah,” aeri exhaled a breath while making sure she paced herself so that she wouldn’t get too exhausted by the time they were done. “i hate to admit that i got into the habit of that during my high school and trainee days.” she paused, thinking about when she first noticed how often she was staying up late. “whenever i had to study for an exam, i would stay up late. then when i became a legacy trainee, i was assigned to the evening training group so it continued on after. it wasn’t until i was close to graduating and transitioned to the acting path that i tried working on improving that. but…it’s been a while since i’ve been ‘working’ on this.” she let out an embarrassed chuckle, thinking about her past failures.
“do you have any specific morning rituals or habits that help you get into the mindset to do a morning run? since i’m guessing there must be some days when you look out the window and you don’t feel like going on a morning run.” she asked, followed by adding another lighthearted remark. “unless you’re one of those people who is always motivated and productive 24/7.” clearing her throat, aeri returned back to her question. “but i’ve heard some people would do something like…having their outfit ready the night before next to their bed so when they wake up, it reduces the time spent having to prepare yourself before the run.”
" that sounds really rough though, when did you have time for yourself? "
yerim never started university, but she wonders if she had - maybe she would have had it like aeri did, practicing and getting little sleep but right now yerim is thankfully getting most of her lessons in during the day.
how yerim appreicates the older girl, aeri is incredibly famous but somehow she's still made time to go on these jogs with yerim - early the morning and yerim knows it isn't easy to start a new habit, regardless of how badly you might want it. it took her everything to do so herself when she first started it - with an audibook in her ear, she'd start walking whenever, and eventually she would wake up at 4am regardless whens he went to bed and she didn't know what to do with herself, so she went on a walk from then it just stuck with her.
" well i don't know about rituals but because I like books, listening to an audiobook while I am out and walking or jogging helps. "
yerim nods slowly, she knows not to overshare about things, " sometimes it helps to have things ready before hand so you can get ready easily - i have my stuff on a chair, always on the same spot. i also have my waterbottle in the fridge so i have chilled water as well. "
" oh, i also like to give myself rewards sometimes if it is a particularly rough morning. "
yerim opens her palm and minnie gasps. it was her coin! she couldn't believe that yerim was the one who picked it up! she silently thanks whoever sits upon the clouds that it was in her hands and not in someone else's. anyone else could've been more rude about it.
"thank you so much!" she exclaims, reaching out to grab the coin but then pausing before she could grab it. she felt ridiculous. over a coin. a coin she wasn't even sure she wanted anymore. minnie lowers her hand, shaking her head.
"it's just a coin. my lucky coin. my mom and dad gave it to me when i was little because i was having a hard time," she tells the other with a small frown. "but now? honestly, i think i outgrew the coin." the reality was that she felt... ridiculous to dislike her mother this much but still hold something give by her with so much sentimental value. she wanted nothing to do with her, right? she had to let the coin go.
"you can have it! if you want it." she smiles but it looks a bit sad in her eyes. "it's time to give it up to the next person who needs a little bit of luck."
a moment of relief that is what yerim feels when she realizes that she had luckily found it, maybe that was how it was supposed to be and she felt happy that she could give it back to the female as well. yerim knows what it means to lose a keep sake from someone you care about, she has her own keepsake. it is back in the dorm, but she isn't sure what she would do if she lost it.
"no problem minnie, i am happy that i could help you maybe it is your luck that i found it."
yerim shakes her head when minnie tries to give it to her, " no i think you should keep it. regarless if it brings luck or not, it's a keepsake. "
it makes her think about the little gift from her mother, it's a silly little thing- " i have something similar, mine isn't for luck though it's mostly a memento, a little gift from my mom when i was little. " its something she uses for her books, a bookmark and she uses it for all her books, and yerim herself doesn't know what she would do if she lost it.
he watches her closely — not enough to crowd, just enough to notice. the way she smiles without really meaning it. the way she asks about dumplings like she’s trying to reroute the conversation before it can land somewhere heavy.
he doesn’t push. he never really does with yerim.
"pork and leek," he says, shifting the bag a little closer so she doesn’t have to reach. "from that place near hongdae you like. the one with the dumb neon pig in the window."
he glances at her, then out toward the skyline again.
"could’ve just texted. i'd’ve shown up anyway," he says, quiet but honest. "you don’t have to be alone with it."
the wind tugs at his sleeves, and his hoodie's still too big, too warm for summer - but he doesn’t shrug it off.
"you know," he adds, more casual now, head tipping toward the speaker like he's changing the subject, "i still think your taste in sad songs is better than mine."
he smirks. "and that’s saying a lot. i invented tragic main character playlists."
he nudges her knee with his, just lightly. a peace offering. a reminder. he's here.
it all feels very weird to have seen her father in that scenario - the man has the right to move on of couse, yerim doesn't deny that he should be happy that his father should be allowed to find love again. it has been years but his smile had caught her of guard. yerim hadn't seen her dad look like that.
yerim looks into the bag with a slight smile on her face, liting the food out, " i know, " she sighs heavily, it is all very bittersweet - but she does appreciate the older male, he is like an older brother to her.
somehow it ended up like that and yerim does appreciate it.
" you do have that vibe going for you - " she eyes him playfully as she takes a careful bite, " i have heard i have this cozy main character energy. "
zoe was the one that had told her that, " maybe i have that energy going for me despite my talent for picking sad songs for a playlist. "
that me espresso —
dom was starting to regret that espresso shot. it did what it said on the tin ( kept him awake post-dinner so he could practice longer ), but he should’ve read the terms and conditions of caffeine, because … well ...
“let’s go from the top.” breaks were usually five minutes, but he couldn’t sit still. he was back up on his feet in just one to fuss with the laptop, his fingers trembling as he tried to rewind the audio—a surprisingly hard feat when he had to do it quick quick quick. “should we do it at twice the speed? let’s do it at twice the speed. i heard it makes your body react instinctively, so when you go back to normal speed, your brain thinks the song is slowed down, which for some reason, makes it easier to memorize the choreography. so we’re going to try it at double speed.”
without even checking on @lgcyerim, dom hit play and hurried over to the floor. the already fast song suddenly became a lot faster. his movements were frantic as he rushed through the choreo at double-time, stuttering only for a moment to shout, “you’re a beat behind! move faster!”
yerim was extremely warm, she had been practicing and dancing for the competition where she would obviously dance but to pair up with cheol... it had seemed to be a mistake, even though at the time when she had asked him it seemed like a good idea.
how wrong she was.
the other's energy was different today and she couldn't quite pinpoint why it was like this - was he nervous about the competiton, did he have a need to prove himself or something, she wasn't sure but it was difficult to keep up with him because it felt he was running at a 120% energy - cheol..." yerim tries to get his attention but he seems so incredibly focused.
she needed to drink something.
yerim didn't usually get scolded by him when it came to dancing and he normally wouldn't either, but she was a beat behind,
"cheol."
another attempted but he doesn't seem to listen, then for a moment only she feels faint and a moment is all it takes for her to lose her balance and fall on her knees, her head feels like it's spinning and her throat feels dry.
TRAINEE MISSION THREAD REQUESTS
if your trainee muse is interested in a thread regarding any of these months, like this post and i will find you, i dont mind writing solos but i think its nice to explore development things with characters as well!
yerim:
JULY BOOTCAMP THREAD: dance
AUGUST BOOTCAMP THREAD: singing
SEPTEMBER BOOTCAME THREAD: modelling
junho:
JULY BOOTCAMP THREAD: dancing
AUGUST BOOTCAMP THREAD: singing
SEPTEMBER BOOTCAME THREAD: acting
"oh! right a drink—" she moves to allow the other space to do as much. minnie felt a little frazzled in the moment. a turmoil of emotions and lack of direction. her hands shook just a bit. she was still torn about how she felt but she definitely couldn't try to work it out in front of yerim. (that was best handled privately.)
her eyes subtly sweep the floor, looking to see if maybe this new angle above would have the light reflect off the pristine sheen of the coin. no such luck and yerim had asked again what she lost.
"it's silly—" she begins but immediately feels bad for diminishing (or trying to) the sentimental value of the coin. maybe it does seem a bit silly to be this hung up about a damn coin but it meant something. minnie sighed. "it was my lucky coin. it's double sided. my parents gave it to me... i wouldn't care had it been anything else but i guess it fell out of my pocket."
yet the coin wasn't here. she'd best move on to see if it was in the surrounding area. she couldn't waste precious time. someone else could pick up her coin!
"i have to get back to looking. please ignore me looking absolutely insane."
yerim pays for the drink and waits for her cola zero to fall through, but she can't help but notice how distraught and stressed minnie actually looks and when minnie starts talking - yerim almost forgets for a moment that she holds the coin but then she remembers it.
" oh! " she exlaims before opening her palm at the female, showing her the coin in her hand, it resembled the description that minnie had given her, " could it be this one? " she asks a bit hopeful that it is the correct one, because she can only imagine what she would feel if she lost something her mother had given her.
for a moment she glances at her refletion in the glass, what would she do if she lost something that important, " i don't think you are insane for looking for something important to you minnie! "
yerim wanted to reassure her that she was definitvely not crazy, " if this isn't it, i don't mind helping you look for it. "
