* / dream girl !

park chaewon. : est. 990604.

[rkchaewon]

hold on.

        word count: 449. +3 charisma points. rkcharity.

chaewon is happy to be back in seoul - she’s starting to think that next year, if she even ends up celebrating the holidays at all beyond getting absolutely sloshed, she probably won’t go back to london for christmas. it’s becoming more and more obvious that her old friends have moved on. 

she used to be the most important, and the most interesting. chaewon would argue that she’s still the prettiest to this day, but that’s about all she’s got on them now. after the initial pleasantries and confirmations that she looks well, that her new blonde hair suits her, the conversation quickly petered out. what gossip chaewon picked up from instagram stories simply hadn’t been enough to keep her in the loop. she missed the city itself though. it was her one friend that was still there for her, even after she’d been gone for so long.

but chaewon’s childhood house still felt too cold and too empty to call home anymore. 

if it weren’t for sophie’s kind invitation to her home in brighton, it would have felt truly like a wasted trip from start to finish. 

now that she’s as close to being home as she imagines she’ll get, chaewon is feeling the need to do something good - it’s an unfamiliar feeling, but it’s not totally unwelcome. her motivations are ultimately still self serving. she doesn’t want to be good for others, chaewon only wants to be good to make herself feel better. ultimately, as far as chaewon’s concerned she’s still volunteering so her intentions didn’t matter that much at the end of the day. 

either way, she’s still standing there in the freezing cold with a donation bucket in her hands, shaking around its contents so far to try and encourage more people to give money to the children’s ward’s refurbishments. chaewon’s made a promise to herself not to check her phone for the duration of her two hour shift, but it’s making the time pass so slowly, especially when nobody seems to be biting. people are too busy trying to get through the big hospital doors to see loved ones or make appointments - they don’t care to see what the tiny blonde’s bucket’s writing says.

by the time someone comes to take over from her, chaewon practically shoves them with the force she hands the bucket over with. she goes inside and collects her handbag from the receptionist, expecting to see her saviour suffering just as badly - but no, not at all. they have a whole gaggle of people surrounding them, wallets open. what was she doing wrong? chaewon barely spares them a second glance.

maybe being good just wasn’t her thing.

[lesbianseulgis]

Cute Gowon in JINSOUL TV

[rkchaewon]

hello! okay, so, here’s my girlie back again with another (and final) new face! nothing’s changed except she’s one year younger (so born in 99), and obvs her name is now chaewon! rip yeinrk i’m sorry, hello rkchaewon!

[rkchaewon]

bleach.

[rkchaewon]

jinsoulrk‌:

“really?” she wants to add a ‘you trust me that much?’ but she thinks maybe that would be inappropriate for the situation at hand. she wants yein to think she’s competent at this hair bleaching thing — which she is, or at least she should be at this point. when she had first dyed her hair, she went to a salon and went to get it retouched every few weeks. but then she looked at the toll it was taking on her bank account and decided that maybe this wasn’t the best course of action. it took some trial and error, but she thinks she can bleach her own hair with her eyes closed. it might not look as nice and dimensional as when a professional does it, but it’s good enough.

and she does feel kind of honored, in a way. if yein trusts her to do it, that must mean something, right?

“hopefully we’ll only need to bleach it twice but…” she lifts up a strand of yein’s hair. “maybe we’ll have to do it three times. we’ll see!” jinsoul puts the powder bleach into the plastic bowl, mixing it to a familiar consistency. by now she can just do it by feeling, and not by the strict measuring rules that she had used in the beginning, which makes her feel like some kind of chemist even if that’s definitely not at all what she is. “are you ready? i think it’s going to look great!”

“mhm, really,” though she doesn’t say it with as much certainty this time. in truth, she trusts in jinsoul’s abilities, but it never hurts to keep someone on their toes when they’re applying harsh chemicals to your scalp. “my public appearance and reputation is in your hands,” she teases, singing the words sweetly. not that she had much of a reputation to keep up, to be honest. yein suffers from atbntb syndrome - an incurable case of always the bridesmaid, never the bride. she’s gotten many opportunities, especially of late, but nothing ever feels like it fits her just right. it’s a little disheartening. 

her stomach flips. new hair, new yein. 

she claps her hands together and leans in close to watch jinsoul mix up the bleach. yein’s always been the type to face her fears head on. whenever she got blood taken as a kid, she watched the doctor taking it. it’s the same thing here. “we’ll see, you’re right!” she sits back and lets out one deep breath before giving jinsoul an affirmative nod. “ready. let’s do this.”

[jsominrk]

☆ 191210 - adjustments ;

[rkchaewon]

jsominrk‌:

Tagged: @yeinrk

Watching dancers grow and become better and better at their art always inspired Somin. She knows she isn’t the only one to feel this, because even Kwan has that same emotion at times. Eventually the student becomes so powerful and skilled in a way that the others start looking up to them, wondering how they could excel like them. After two years, Yein had become one of those students handpicked to become a teacher.

Somin walks into the building, and there’s already a crowd of people walking in and out of Studio D. She usually doesn’t come in at this time on a Tuesday night, mostly because she’s been in and out a lot, and there hasn’t been an event done by the studio in the past couple of years since she had left the studio. Kwan had made the recommendation to hold off while she eased back into the studio life, and the addition of her overseas classes to her plate. Dahae’s at the reception tonight, and Somin approaches her, “Hey, who’s teaching tonight?”

“Oh, it’s the new teacher, Yein! Have you met her?”

Somin blinks for a moment. “Yein?”

“She used to be a student with Kwan-Oppa’s Freestyle class. She’s teaching the new High in Heels class.”

“Ohh…” Somin cranes her head, wondering if they’ve just finished or if there’s any chance of her being able to see the new teacher. Maybe she can put a face to a name, because there’s so many students in each class… She ends up stepping a little closer to the door, looking quite odd because her actions screamed that she’s looking for someone.

yein stands at the top of studio d with her hands on her hips and platform - soled and heeled boots on her feet, happy with a class well done. even though she hasn’t been teaching very long, she knows how to command a room. if things get too unruly, she’ll break out a whistle or something, but nothing’s been that bad enough to warrant that yet. she doesn’t think it’ll get there either. 

students are filing out one by one, or two by two. there’s even a couple of groups forming already. that makes yein smile. they’re pretty, she thinks, looking at one gaggle of girls. they remind her of her old friends, back in london. she scans the room as people start to leave, not looking at faces, but at the feet. nobody had tried to attend her class in flats yet. good for them. if they did, they’d have to go. 

( in theory, anyways. yein’s been feeling soft lately. she doesn’t know if she would have the heart to kick someone out in her current state of being. )

one pair of shoes, stood halfway in the doorway, halfway in the corridor, catches her attention. she looks up and finds features that she vaguely recognizes. yein waves to her. 

“are you looking for someone?”

[rkchaewon]

two ghosts.

[rkchaewon]

rkseunghun‌:

having the change of tone noticed by girl makes him want to apologize right away for being what he would call rude. of course, seunghun never talks like this and he normally wouldn’t if it hasn’t escaped his mouth accidentally despite her attitude. instead, he shrugs and flashes a small smile at the other as it didn’t seem like she was that upset about it and still took a seat across from him. 

seunghun doesn’t even finish the sip of coffee he was taking when she shares about her current life. “a band?” for some reason, it’s more surprising than the fact she wants to bleach her hair. after everything, maybe he saw her as someone who would thrive as a solo artist, working on her own and having all the spotlight to herself, but after hearing the news, he couldn’t only conclude he knew less about his ex-girlfriend than he expected. “do you just sing or?” he asks out of curiosity, also because he doesn’t remember if she plays an instrument or not. 

damn, he was supposed to know more.

he can’t help but laugh at her words. while it’s possibly part of why they didn’t last long, the way yein compliments herself easily is also part of her charm. “what can i say?” he says with a playful tone, shaking his head lightly. “you got prettier and modest.” the latter is clearly a joke, but one the boy makes without the desire to be mean, it’s just amusing to him. seunghun leans back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest. “are you really interested or just being polite?” he teases, but continues before getting an answer to this. “uh- i’m good and trying new things. i even joined a survival show months ago, but i’m still here drinking coffee in the middle of the day, so you can guess i didn’t become a superstar or something.” 

the surprise in seunghun’s voice makes yein laugh, flipping her hair over her shoulder with a smile. “yeah, a band! it’s not grungey or anything, don’t worry, i’m not a totally different person.” but that’s probably not a good thing, to be honest. yein herself often thinks that she would probably be better off if she got a personality reboot. “i sing back vocals and i play guitar.” she pauses, taking a sip of her drink. she can sense the question marks in the air around seunghun and she quickly clears them out by saying, “i played when i was younger but i only picked it back up again recently. i don’t think you ever heard me play ... you can come along to a show, if you’d like.”

“i’m glad you agree, seunghun,” she says, chest puffed proudly as she laughs. this is nice, it’s easy. it’s ... making her kind of sad. yein never really keeps friends long and keeps boyfriends even less. and here they are, getting along like nothing ever happened - except, something did happen, and as usual, it was yein’s fault when it did. she goes to start protesting when he raises his doubts, “no, i -” but he was only joking. yein realizes, so she smiles and drinks as she listens instead. she’s better at taking this kind of teasing nowadays. whether that’s because of her improved disposition or because of her diminishing self esteem is yet to be confirmed. “you did? the mgas? i watched it here and there this year but ... eh, i hate seeing people who aren’t me succeed - so i’m glad to have you here, drinking coffee in the middle of the day.”

[rkchaewon]

yeahyein has uploaded a new video : [ MBC Dance Contest ] JUN HYOSEONG - INTO YOU !

link to choreo, performing 00:30 - 01:58 / outfit.

yein is a born dancer ... or so she says. she likes to downplay her training and history because she thinks it makes her seem more effortless and cool than she really is. when it comes to competitions, it’s extra important to yein that her carefully constructed image shines through.

her song choice reflects that - jun hyoseong’s into you. it’s a track that’s sexy but still cool and still has power. there’s a lot of other songs she could have chosen to cover, but this is the one that suits yein’s own personal style best. it’s fun, but still powerful, something that too many sexy dances are lacking in, in yein’s not so humble opinion.

she’s tucked away in a free studio at soundbox. it’s one of her days off, no make up to paint on people’s faces or dance classes to teach, so yein is able to focus on getting the perfect take. she’s wearing a chic outfit that she thinks is the perfect blend of yein and hyoseong’s stage outfits. she’s always been partial to blazers, after all. she’s not starting until 30 seconds in, so she uses that time at the start to flip around her newly dusty blonde hair and settle into the performance. she’s still getting used to her new hair colour, which today is half tied up. hopefully it will help her stand out.

yein does a few takes, stopping between them to examine the video footage and clean up her lines. it’s the eighth take that she’s finally happy with. yein makes her way back to her apartment and edits the video just a little bit, trimming off the dead seconds at the start and end of the final take. her thumbnail is simply into you in a pretty, cursive font, with mbc dance cover contest written in the top right corner, all framing a cute picture of yein throwing up some peace signs that she posed for at the start of filming. lastly, she writes her video’s description;

hello! here’s my entry for mbc’s dance cover contest. i hope you all enjoyed, sorry it’s been a while since i last posted a dance cover. 

xoxo yein

yein watches her video one more time, hating it more with each passing second. at the very end, she closes her eyes and forces herself to forget it, even though she knows it’s good, at the very least. eyes still shut, she clicks upload and pushes her macbook off her lap and onto her bed, closing it rather violently. no going back now.

[rkchaewon]

yeinsta    blonde - is this a yes or a yes? thank you @jinsoulrk x

[rksoundbox]

Soundbox Studios presents ★ JUNG YEIN ( @yeinrk ) ★ as the High In Heels dance teacher and Freestyle Dance student. She previously participated in the Girls’ Hip-Hope and Freestyle Dance class for 2 years, and has been a dance teacher at Soundbox for 1 month.

Feel free to ask her for your dance projects!

★ DANCE STYLE: flirty choreography that’s fun for the dancers and the audience alike.  ★ CLASS DATES: Tuesdays - Beginners, Friday - Intermediate/Master

RKSOUNDBOX is a fictional dance studio made entirely for Rookies KRP and is in no way affiliated with the real Soundbox Studios.

[rkchaewon]

request.

[rkchaewon]

yoohyeonrk‌:

it takes all of her not to reach out to pat the other atop her head, as she lay her head down on the table that seperate them. it is curious seeing her friend like this yet she refrain from asking what’s up, yoohyeon realise that the other will open up in her own time if she want to. her own mind is preoccupied with questions and worry regarding herself for once, as she think about a strange offer that she got a few weeks back. she sighs, softly.

“not really,” she confesses shortly with a shrug. there isn’t often that yoohyeon allow time for herself, to have fun with others and let herself loose. with a self-provided pressure regarding family echonomy she usually spend whatever time she has working, but not today. she smile towards the elder of the two, nodding. “that sounds like fun–  andyou know me, i’m not great with makeup so i probably could use some of your help, unnie.”

she doesn’t usually go out drinking but still, she is no stranger to the concept either. spending the night out with a friend like yein sounds like precisely what she need right now, as some sort of excuse to forget her responsibilities for just a moment.

those two words are all it takes for yein to perk up, lifting her head up and appearing to smile up at yoohyeon in a flash of dark hair. not really? well, that’s practically an open schedule. she scrunches up her nose and gives the air a little punch. “then let’s do it! come on, we never get to go out together, do we? when was the last time you took a night off?”

yein bounces up onto her feet and slings her bag over her shoulder. she holds out a hand for yoohyeon, inviting her to join her. “let’s go then. my apartment’s just around the corner.” she flicks her hair over her shoulders, and gives yoohyeon’s outfit a quick up and down. “but maybe you could borrow an outfit too. i have so much shit i never wear ... ugh, it could be a whole makeover moment!”

excited, she claps her hands together, ready to take off. yoohyeon doesn’t (and couldn’t, because yein likely will never tell her) know but by going along with yein’s scheming tonight, she’s doing her a great favour. her troubles feel far, far away now.

[rkchaewon]

feelings.

[rkchaewon]

yuzurk‌:

it takes no genius to see that yein forces herself to be happy for yuzu. in a way it is unfair that a girl like her, successful as a streamer, just becoming the drummer of a band, suddenly gets scouted by a company who’s ceo rejected her twice already. yein on the other hand had only just joined 6tunes and was ready to make it big with them and now her and hyojin were the ones left in the dust while the rest of them get picked up by various companies among the top 5. 

still yuzu isn’t one to disrespect yein’s efforts. if the girl wanted to be happy for her, yuzu would support her. she nods her head with a hum, taking a sip from her own macha latte. “went there, did that. now playin’ the waitin’ game. gotta see if they pick me this time. if they ain’t…. well maybe, dunno. doubt I’mma go again if they don’t to be honest.”

another sip and she places the drink back down for now, leaning back in her chair with a sigh. “honestly I dunno if I wanna get signed… 6tunes just kicked off… I dun wanna disregard all of our efforts just like that…”

“they will pick you,” yein says, gaze steely and sure. she speaks with complete conviction, because as hard as she’s trying to mask her inner green eyed monster, yein does still believe in yuzu nonetheless. “and if they don’t, just camp in their lobby until they have no choice.” she breathes out something close to a laugh through her nose. 

yein sits up a little straighter, gently putting her mug back down on the table. she reaches over to yuzu, elbows sliding across the surface until she can take yuzu’s hands in hers. she probably looks a little ridiculous, but that’s okay. yein doesn’t have very many genuine friendships, so she’s not about to lose yuzu over something like looking silly momentarily. “yuzu,” her voice is as serious as it can be. “i’m an ugly jealous bitch right now, but if they call and say they want you and you say no? then i’m going to cut myself some bangs and sign it for you instead. don’t bite the hand that’s finally fucking feeding you.” with one last squeeze of her hands, yein straightens herself back up and she shakes her head with a smile. “that was a threat, by the way, so you should definitely sign when they offer you the contract.”

[rkchaewon]

bleach.

rkmakeover starter / for @jinsoulrk.

“you’re, like, the only person i trust to do this,” yein says, gently combing her fingers through her hair. she’s somewhat somber as she does so, like she’s parting ways with an old friend instead of just trying a new look. but, she’s seen people like jinsoul who just ... stay blonde once they go blonde. she doesn’t think that’ll be her, but it might be if she likes it enough. and though she’s attempting to instill confidence in jinsoul, even if she’s almost completely sure she doesn’t need it, it’s yein who probably needs the ego boost more. she’s been feeling down in the dumps lately, and her regular dose of retail therapy and nights out just hasn’t been doing the trick. therefore, she decided it was time for more drastic measures, which is how jinsoul ended up in her bathroom, ready to transform her.

“i don’t want it quite as light as yours though, if that’s okay. i mean, whatever you think, i’m in your hands,” yein doesn’t remember the last time she was this apprehensive about something. a fashionista by nature and a make up artist by trade, yein usually only ever hands over her appearance to other people about twice a year, to get her hair trimmed and maybe lightened a couple of shades at most. she never realizes just how important that element of control is to her until situations like this one. yein laughs like she isn’t nervous and flips her hair over her shoulders - out of sight, out of mind. “let’s do this.”

[rkchaewon]

drink up.

charisma starter 5 of 5 / for @rkchungha.

knock knock knock. finally, after what feels like hours but is really only seconds, chungha comes to the door. yein holds up the bottle in her hand and gestures first to the woman in the doorway, “chungha!” and then to the bottle. “chungha time!” she laughs, like she’s actually clever, though she knows she’s far from it. “i don’t care how many times you’ve heard that one. let me in.” yein speaks plainly, in english, as is still preferred for her. even after all these years, she’s retained her accent - she thinks she’ll probably move back there for good one day, with that big house waiting for her in london, but as it stands, the house still feels too hollow and empty without her parents to ever stay there for very long. she does like to go there at least once a year though, to catch up with old friends and make sure the house isn’t falling into total ruin.

“i’m so tired,” she groans, rolling her neck and shoulders, before she steps out of her high heeled loafers. “i think i might go home soon, like, to london. there’s lots of christmas shit that goes on ... it was all really gimmicky though, even back then i thought so. maybe i’m just wearing nostalgia goggles.” she pauses, finishing her stretches. “or maybe i’m on to something and i should book my plane ticket tonight.”

[rkchaewon]

bother.

charisma starter 4 of 5 / for @hyojinrk.

yein is lying back on the carpet, guitar in her arms despite her horizontal position, and her legs are propped up on her sofa. it’s a rare that she and hyojin are alone, even rarer that they should somehow end up in her messy little apartment after rehearsals. she and sophie or she and yuzu are who you’d be more likely to find lazing around on her floor. in fact, yein realizes, this is probably the first time he’s ever been here. yein doesn’t actually bring people to her apartment often - she’s aware of the fact that it kind of ruins whatever kind of illusion of a truly upper class lifestyle she still perpetrates. it isn’t that she can’t afford anywhere better ... it’s mostly that she prefers to spend her money on outward expressions of status and wealth, rather than on something only she’ll realistically be seeing very often. this particular habit can be clearly seen in her home, the evidence consisting of parcels and shopping bags alike strewn throughout the entirety of the living space. it’s even worse in her bedroom.

she strums her guitar gently, lips pursed as she tries to come up with conversation. “are you pleased? with the debut, i mean.” though she thinks it should be obvious. “i never saw myself in a band. i don’t even listen to rock music generally, but i think i suit our concept anyways ... sorry, you know, if i ever seem like i don’t care that much.” yein wrinkles her nose, hating talking about anything too real. “like ... i don’t but ... um, i guess your company isn’t totally insufferable.”

[rkchaewon]

fitting.

charisma starter 3 of 5 / for @songheerk.

“songhee! do you have this in an extra small?” yein calls out in english, posh london accent retained even after all this time. she’s holding up a slinky dress that she can only find in a medium on the rack. she’s got her arm up comically high to make sure songhee can see what she’s got in her hand, because yein isn’t even looking to find the boutique’s owner, her attention still squarely on rooting through the hangers. 

shopping is much more expensive in the long run than finding a therapist or a counselor, but yein hasn’t ever been too keen on talking about her feelings. so, she’ll continue to fill her empty metaphorical spaces with shopping bags full of unopened purchases, crowding the inside of her small apartment. it’s like navigating a maze to even get out of her bedroom most mornings.

“ugh ... sorry, i know it’s close to closing time.” she says, showing a rare hint of concern for someone other than herself. the roll of her eyes betrays that it’s little more than a display of courtesy. “you wanna do something after you close up?”

[rkchaewon]

request.

charisma starter 2 of 5 / for @yoohyeonrk.

yein lays her head down on the table in front of her, letting her shoulders slump momentarily. but she can’t lose face and be seen as someone who lets tiredness get the better of her. she’s concerned with her appearances to the last, and even after a long day of work, yein can’t be seen to just be unengaged for the evening. she flips her hair over her shoulders, feeling as refreshed as she can force herself to feel, and turns to yoohyeon. 

“are you doing anything tonight?” it’s posed as more of a question than it is in reality. “i was thinking of going out - i could do your makeup.”

she almost adds if you want. she almost assures yoohyeon that it will be fun. huh. like she needs to act desperate like that. she never has before, and she’s certainly not going to start acting that way now. 

“a new cocktail bar opened up near my apartment too.”

okay, maybe she could afford to slather on a little incentive.

[rkchaewon]

feelings.

charisma starter 1 of 5 / for @yuzurk.

yein sits back in her seat at the coffee shop, taking a long drink of her coffee. there’s a silence in the air while yein figures out how to approach the issue. her issue, more than the issue. she’s the only one with a problem here and she’s very aware of that. yein isn’t a girl who makes friends often, and is even worse at keeping them, but she loves yuzu like the little sister she never had - so, she has to be happy for her, right?

she gives herself one more second, and then sits forward, resting her chin on the heel of her palm. “so, you went to the audition? right?” yein smiles, a wolf in girl’s clothing. “i’m so pleased for you. if they don’t take you this time ... then there’s something wrong with them.”

or, she thinks, they’re just fucking weird, and yuzu’s some sort of running gag among the higher ups at royal entertainment. or, yein is just bitter that she’s getting older and still has no real path in life, and seeing people younger than her making their first steps towards something hurts. she’ll never admit it, but it does hurt, and it hurts bad.