black cat.

you'd break your heart to make it b i g g e r .

[rklandon]

░▐ ★_ad libitum 、

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkzyx: 

it might be bias but gunhee is one of the trainees yixing is most excited to work with. the other guys in sphere are friendly, nice, and he thinks it’d be great to become closer to them all but gunhee has an aura about him that’s calming yet welcoming. but yixing’s infamous for easily making himself too comfortable. he can be right at home whenever everyone else is on edge. a talent and a curse because he has no idea. to him, friendliness is a trait he can’t demonstrate enough of. outgoing goes hand and hand with it and with charm. for years, he’d been so set on trying to charm people he forgets it can make some uncomfortable with him. when he looks at gunhee, he doesn’t know what way the other will take it but he’s happy to find out. 

he nods in agreement, his initial instinct to reply in chinese and he catches himself, a smile on his lips as he makes the transition to korean instead. “yes, that one! aaa, what did you think of it?” the question makes him pause for a moment and he has to think about the songs he’s tried to compose so far. most are ballads but not all and he thinks it’s a matter of his state of mind at the moment but for the eval, he had one specific reason. “i like ballads but i chose a ballad then because… that’s the melody that made me think of christmas and winter. christmas carols are brighter, faster, catchy but winter to me is… softer. what about you? what do you compose most? do you have a favorite?”

gunhee is always nervous around those that seem overly friendly - overly charming, because he himself .. is not.  he doesn’t think of himself as a point of interest and is easily outshone by the people who keep him company, and that’s slowly become more and more true as time passes on in sphere.  it’s becoming clearer to him that they have a charm that’s necessary for idols to possess and it seems more natural than the desperate way he’s trying to learn it.  still, he can’t deny that even though people like yixing make him a bit nervous, he still feels comforted in their presence if only because he exists as a shadow to let them gleam.  yixing speaks and gunhee listens; perhaps that’s why they’re working together now as a sort of balance.

he nods in the memory as yixing affirms it, the melody of it playing back at him faintly as he thinks.  it’s been awhile and gunhee only heard the song once, but from what he remembers, it was sweet and slow, soft like a snowfall from a pale gray sky.  when yixing explains it that way, his thin smile surfaces and he nods.  “ i can see that.  from what i remember of it, you got the feeling right.” his eyes fall to the floor and he scuffs his feet against it.  how many songs had he torn and tossed aside, seeking perfection but not finding the right feeling? “ i .. don’t really have a favourite.” he admits finally, if only because it’s true. “ it’s hard finding the right balance but i just like it when songs have feeling.”

[rkgunhee-blog]

—what lies beneath.

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkluna: 

she’s overjoyed to see gunhee out and enjoying the cherry blossoms. it’s not that luna thinks he never gets out, even if it might’ve been a passing thought in her mind; it’s mainly that she hasn’t seen him anywhere outside of training in ages. in that case, both of them being out and about comes as a relief. the flowers are beautiful, too: soft shades of pink to invite the coming spring, and everything looks greener, too.

she originally came with jinri, but they see each other so much, they split up to explore a bit on their own (jinri actually ran into someone she knew earlier, so luna left them to chat.) running into gunhee is more than welcome to luna. “hi!” she greets him cheerfully, then stretches her arms out and spins around. “just enjoying the fresh air and the flowers while i have the chance,” she answers with a smile. she takes note of his hoodie then, and the fact that he looks a little uncomfortable. “are you overheating?” now that she thinks of it, she doesn’t know if she’s ever seen him in something other than a hoodie. maybe it’s a comfort zone; she can understand that. “do you have some water or something, at least?”

he lets out a quiet sigh, dropping his hands to his sides as luna approaches.  she always looks cheery, much different than the expression gunhee usually carries - a quiet, almost melancholy stare that doesn’t suit the spring blossoms that surround them at all.  he can see the petals dance in the wind, some of them falling but the flowers are stronger than they seem.  he wonders if that’s a metaphor for something, a little life lesson in the coming of the spring - that everyone is stronger than they seem.

be that as it may, it’s not often that gunhee sees luna outside of sphere and it still comes as a surprise that they’re both out and about in the same place at the same time even without their schedules.  he gives a small smile, watching the way she twirls in the warmth and how she seems so alive in that moment - he almost tells her she’s pretty, but catches himself.  “ oh .. uh.” he looks down at his normal black hoodie, the one he usually hides beneath.  “ it’s not bad.  i just didn’t expect it to get warm so fast ..” gunhee mumbles finally, tugging his shirt sleeves down and finally blinking at her with owlish eyes. “ .. no .. but it’s fine.  i’m probably gonna head home soon, anyway?”  the last sounds more like a question than a statement, but it’s mostly because gunhee came out to see the blossoms without a plan - more like a whim.  “ i should be fine.”

[rkgunhee-blog]

—what lies beneath.

the coming of the warmer weather means a chance for overheating, but gunhee still sticks steady to his collection of hoodies that fall over his knuckles.  perhaps it’s a habit, or maybe just a preference, but he feels more comfortable under a hoodie regardless of the type of weather - even when he has to struggle through dance, or force himself into the gym.  he’s sure he gets a few looks from the other trainees in their crop tops and their tees, but gunhee has always found himself hiding under the folds of material like the way he sinks into the background.

it still doesn’t mean that it’s not warm, though.  he’s tugging around the collar of his hoodie and shaking out the folds, trying to get a sense of cooler air into the heavy clothes meant for colder weather.  but he stops his actions as soon as he sees luna - probably staring, who knows - and grins at her sheepishly.  “ hey .. what’s up?”

[lcvelymemes]

                I WANT TO BE R E M E M B E R E D.

                                                                             I     want     to     matter.

[memorialofrksxngji]

Compensation Tea | SGH & SJE

@rkgunhee

when jieun runs into gunhee, she almost runs him over but this time her reflexes are better at doing damage control so she doesn’t end up hurting him. it still makes her double over with a laugh how she can be such a bold person while he tiptoes around in a way that leaves jieun just unable to detect his presence.

she feels like it’s a skill he’s blessed with and the urge to call him ninja is lost im between her giggle fits. “oh man. I really gotta become more aware of my surroundings.” she scolds herself, fingers knocking against her head lightly. “I feel like I owe you a well overdue compensation!”

she knows he wouldn’t expect anything of her either way but jieun feels the need to do do, especially because they’re fellow trainees now and the last she wants is him thinking she was unfriendly or impolite. “how about we get some drinks during lunch break? my treat!”

[rkgunhee-blog]

one of the first times they met, song jieun almost broke his nose.

seeing her in sphere makes him cower, not because he’s afraid of her, but because it’s the second time she almost manages to completely bowl him over with her loose limbs.  he’s almost in a state of wonder how someone so small can take up so much space, but again - perhaps he just makes himself small.  he does have a tendency to blend into the background, so he can’t really blame the way she laughs or the way he rubs his nose as if remembering the pain from her clumsy encounter back in the summer camp.  

“ don’t worry about it .. really.” he mumbles quietly, trying to push a smile onto his face.  he doesn’t say much else, but scratches the back of his neck.  “ you really don’t have to compensate me or .. anything.  it’s not that big of a deal.” he lets out a sigh, pulling long sleeves over his fingers and looks at her in a slight sense of surprise.  even now, even though he’s grown used to the way his table slowly fills at lunch with the people he’s made friends with in sphere, it’s still somewhat a surprise.  “ uh .. are you sure it’s cool?”

[rkgunhee-blog]

—sakura addiction.

he almost can’t believe that they’ve lasted a month.  that this entire month has been filled with nothing but waking up to the thought of seeing hoseok smile and know that he’s the one who caused it - it’s almost surreal.  scratch that - it is surreal.  but he wants nothing more now than to spend more time with him, as much as he can.  the first thing he learns is that dating as a trainee is hard.  but they still manage to get by, they still manage to make plans - like their plans to see the cherry blossoms.  gunhee knows just how much hoseok likes to see living things grow and bloom - seeing him now, under the blossoms with his eyes staring up at them almost makes his heart stop.

he reaches out, he wants to touch, and his fingers -

simply grab a petal from his hair, gently, so as not to startle hoseok and not to bring attention to themselves.  “ ... it seems to like you.” his smile is thin, and gunhee holds up the petal in the cupped palm of his hand.  “ i think you’re lucky.”

[sshownu]

[rkxrm]

small talk ||

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkkris: 

kris had quite a few years in modelling and modelling for him had become a way to escape his overbearing crazy family. he loved his parents but sometimes they were too much for him. so kris is an open book when it comes to modelling. there was no better way to raise one’s confidence and self esteem more. 

he just started as a trainee but still he feels shy around more experienced trainees. as he watches the other trainee smile a bit and fumble an introduction, kris returns the smile, eyes crinkling. “nice to officially meet you gunhee-ah. Yeah, I’m new with KT.” he said, nodding. “Sphere is good too, isn’t it?” 

though the situation isn’t really one that he’s totally sure about - after all, gunhee still doesn’t think he has a face for modeling and it makes him a bit nervous - he still finds himself at a strange sense of ease with his group.  maybe it’s because yien is with him and it gives gunhee a little more confidence, or maybe sphere is finally getting through to him but he’s not sure he’ll ever really know the answer.

he rubs the back of his neck, watching the taller trainee’s eyes crinkle in amusement and even gunhee lets out a chuckle.  new introductions are always a struggle for him.  “ yeah, i think i heard about it.  the contest, right?” he mumbles.  “ sphere is .. nice.” he finishes lamely, even though gunhee knows he could go on forever about his feelings for his company.  they’re slowly giving him a backbone, a little more confidence, charm.  there’s nothing else he could ask for.  “ i like it there.  a lot.”

[rkgunhee-blog]

—crisis.

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkmin: 

there are very few things that would make min uncomfortable in a first meeting. one of those things is being called ‘sunbae’. yes, she gets it – it’s a title of respect and it’s honourfics and blah blah blah.

it was just a painful reminder that she wasn’t close to whomever was speaking. min wasn’t necessarily the greatest at socialising with new people (at this point and time). although she seemed charismatic and open, there were some days where they were complete off days. today wasn’t one of those days. she was just, well, awkward sometimes.

“uh, not much, honestly,” she says uncaringly. it sounds bad. she’s a trainee endorsing a product that she wouldn’t hesitate to talk down about. she holds her hands up quickly in defence. “not that it’s terrible or anything. well– i mean, yeah samsung does have phones that explode and have crap quality and are slower but – i dunno?” her explanation is a weak attempt to justify her negative opinion. she reaches into her back pocket.

“i’ve always been an iphone girl for a reason,” she explains, waving her phone for him to see. it was still a 6S+ iphone. she was working on getting the iphone 7 but she wasn’t looking forward to whatever the fuck a dongle was. “i mean i can pretend i like samsung for the sake of the commercial. i’m just happy i’m not the main person of it.”

if he’s honest, he isn’t quite expecting her answer.  it leaves him awkward - as if he wasn’t already, trying to talk to someone several years his senior and well known among the trainees at seocho.  but gunhee is still determined to make an attempt at trying, because sphere as a company would encourage him to be more outgoing and .. well, for some reason, he just feels like she needs someone to talk to.

he scratches his head though at the response, lips quirking up quietly in amusement as she continues on.  perhaps the offhanded remark threw him off a bit, but the explanation makes him understand just a little more.  “ ah .. i see.” he mumbles quietly, tapping his finger against the table.  he’s never been one to have a really fancy phone regardless; he could never afford one even if he really wanted to.  the bare minimum was enough for him, and at least it kept him in touch.

“ yeah? ..” he eyes her phone, dangling in front of his eyes.  he’s never had an iphone, or a samsung for that matter - all he knows is that there’s some kind of war between the two companies phone wise; he doesn’t really care enough to understand the finer details of the business rivalry.  “ everyone’s got their taste.  it’s pretty cool that you haven’t fallen to the pressure of having a samsung in the middle of .. well ..” gunhee gestures around them, then pulls the sleeves of his hoodie back down over his fingers. “ here.” 

[rkgunhee-blog]

he’s never dyed his hair before, and he thinks that’s partly why going into the stylist leaves him tense.  it’s much easier to just visit one of the stylists at sphere rather than anyone outside of it, because gunhee isn’t really certain of the price range for a dye job - and sphere has so far shown that he can trust them, so it gives him some small comfort to go to somewhere familiar rather than anywhere else.

that doesn’t mean it’s still not awkward to go into his appointment with a sphere stylist and sit there knowing what’s going to happen.  honestly, gunhee should have guessed that at some point he’d have to change his hair colour - or cut - but, regardless, he didn’t think it would be this soon and for a commercial being aired to the entire country.  the entire thought of it leaves him biting his cheek anxiously, even if the stylist tells him to relax.

at least sphere didn’t ask him to go with some kind of crazy colour for this ad.  he’s heard that some have had to get bright colours and gunhee knows well that he wouldn’t be able to pull off blues or greens or pinks.  still, it’ll be interesting to see the commercials come together and see what kind of concepts people from seocho manage to portray with the look that samsung has asked of them.

just thinking that he’s a simple shade of brown makes him feel comfortable. normal.  though it turns out lighter than his natural black, the same colour he’s seen every day until now, it doesn’t quite look half bad even if he doesn’t believe what people say about new colour making someone look like a whole new person.

honestly, he just likes it because it’s simple.  at least samsung has understood his personality.

[rkdefsoul-blog]

` 4 WALLS

it’s been awhile since jaebum and gunhee could be left alone to talk. gunhee’s busy almost as much as jaebum is if not more. they both attempt to find time to catch up on whatever is currently going on in his life. jaebum tries to text gunhee during the week, just because. but it’s been weeks since jinyoung left and jaebum’s… in what seems like a perpetual state of chaos. he’s only gotten up in three weeks to go to the bathroom and buy cat food for nora. his motivation for much else is limited. 

he supposes he probably smells, needs a shave but he creates a labyrinth with no map inside himself. he wanders not really sure he even wants to find the way out. 

when gunhee text jaebum wondering where the hell he’s been, jaebum doesn’t know how to respond. should he lie? for some reason jaebum thinks that lying wouldn’t go very far… there’s obviously a real reason jaebum hasn’t talked to gunhee – er, anyone, in weeks. he’s not sure how to vocalize his feelings… expressing himself has never been an easy thing for him to do. he texts back with something like a half lie, half truth. i’ve been in my studio, working. 

but jaebum’s never been the type to leave his friends hanging, not even while he works. he hopes, prays even that gunhee won’t suggest to come over because he knows either way his cover will be blown. he just waits for a text back, rehearsing in his mind what excuses he’ll use to throw gunhee off. though, he knows gunhee well enough that sooner or later he’ll stroll through his studio door and into whatever mess jaebum’s created for himself this time.

[rkgunhee-blog]

at first, gunhee thinks perhaps that it’s his fault that there’s been some sort of drift in their friendship the past few weeks rather than letting his mind go to the worst.

gunhee knows well that he’s always busy - especially lately, with preparations for the commercial pulling him away far more than he usually would be with his already more strict sphere schedule.  but it feels strange that he and jaebum aren’t talking even though they’ve made up, even though they’re not fighting at all.  and because of it, for some reason, he can’t seem to shake the feeling that something is wrong even though gunhee really doesn’t know where the feeling comes from.  and so, like gunhee often does, he dwells until an answer comes to him, leaving him distracted and sheepish when he’s chastised by instructors.

it’s only then that he remembers jaebum has a tendency to hide his feelings even when he’s more readily available to swing by than not.  they’re too alike in this way, they hide themselves but their feelings show plainly on their sleeve - it’d be just too easy for him to see that there’s a problem and ask what’s wrong.  that’s when the sense that something’s wrong only further sets into his thoughts.

the text he sends doesn’t give gunhee the answer that he wants, and it leaves him frowning at his phone, more determined than ever to get to the bottom of what’s been going on.  even though he leaves seocho late at night, he knows jaebum doesn’t necessarily leave the studio on long stretches of work on his music so he heads over there immediately.  jaebum should realize by now he’s coming.  after all, they are best friends.

he pushes open the door and the first thing that hits him is the smell - almost like a homeless man has taken up refuge in the studio, not that it would be a bad thing but it’s definitely not something he expected first thing he walks in.  “ jaebum? what the hell, man?” he mutters, eyeing the place.  “ what’s going on here?”

[rkgunhee-blog]

—locked in.

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkhuidong: 

{/ huidong sighs to himself internally; of all times and all places, why did he have to get stuck in the toilet cubicle at the cf shoot, during one of the breaks in their scenes? sometimes, he really believed he had the most horrid luck } No … It’ss not that … {/ and this time, he sighs, outwardly. it’s a sad sigh, a pitifully exasperated sigh that’s like a deflating balloon that doesn’t even have enough air to wheeze its last breath } … I’m sstuck. I think the lock iss jammed but I don’t know. I can’t get out. {/ well, if anything, this would make an amusing behind-the-scenes story to tell later }

/   he blinks slowly at the confession, wondering how in the world it could have happened - but he’s not a locksmith, nor does he know any way of opening a jammed door with just his bare hands.   /   ... can you climb ...?   /   the question comes out weaker than he expects, looking up at the slim space between the stall top and the ceiling.  it leaves him wondering if huidong can even get through.   /   i can try to help you down if you can, but ...   /   he stares at the door doubtfully.   /   if not, we’re gonna have to try to break down the door, and i’m not sure the directors will be pleased if we do.

[rkhuidong]

» first fates » huidong&gunhee

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkhuidong: 

He was certain he had possibly dozed off in that moment, his eyelids suddenly feeling the heavy weight of tiredness. It was also only further confirmed by the entrance of a younger male, who, upon seeing Huidong, bent so far down in a bow that he mistakenly thought the other was about to do a whole chuseok shindig and then proceed to as for money. He wasn’t sure if that would have been weirder or the current scenarios. Most likely the former (since chuseok had already come and gone.)

“Uh … No, no … You’re not late,” he said, half-getting up out of his chair to pat the respectful male gingerly on the shoulder – a bit too respectful for a greeting to another trainee – and indicating that he can straighten back up now. After all, such a deep bow really can’t be very comfortable at all. Huidong liked respect, and it was a quick-fire way to get you into his good books at first meeting, but it didn’t mean he was expecting to be treated like a king; he didn’t think he was that narcissistic or arrogant. If they wanted to treat him like one, however, that was their choice and he could do little to stop them.

“I jusst got here early … The otherss haven’t arrived yet …”  he mumbled a little, as he tugged his mask down to uncover his mouth. It was his security blanket, whenever he had to speak, but he knew he had to start to get used to being without it eventually. He couldn’t possibly wear it all year ‘round, at every schedule that would attend. He was certain he wouldn’t be allowed to by the co-ordni noona.

“You can … ssit if you want,” he added, gesturing with both hands to a number of free seats around them. He could choose to sit close by, or choose the chair furthest away from him. Huidong would remain to see which seat he’d pick, and in turn pick up perhaps how the younger feel about him. 

They would have to work together, so they might as well begin to get to know each other.

gunhee feels an anxious weight settle in on him in the form of the other man’s hand; even though it’s supposed to be comforting, it just leads to a feeling of awkward shame.  when he pulls up out of his low bow his cheeks are blazing red, a telltale sign that he’s aware of the mixup but isn’t really sure how to approach it.  but he attempts to give the other man a relieved smile, but it only comes out as a faint sort of half grimace.

really, there are times when he thinks he’s getting better only to stumble and realize he can’t get anything right.

“ right .. sorry.” he mumbles finally, letting out an exhale.  it would be foolish to dwell on the matter, even if gunhee finds it difficult to let it go.  but this is something that he’s slowly, even at a turtle -like pace, trying to remedy.  he might always have a raincloud following him, but he can put the thoughts aside for now.  “ you’re another trainee, then ...?” he asks hesitantly, fearing another slip up.  

it would make sense, if the way the other male was acting was any indication.  “ yeah, you’re here for the class, then ..?” he trails off, looking to the empty room.  it’s strange that it seems so empty, but perhaps he and the other trainee are just really early.  gunhee blinks as he pulls down his mask, giving him a thin smile of reassurance and then sitting down in a seat just beside him.  “ thanks ..” he mumbles graciously, dropping into it and looking to the older male.  “ sorry for the confusion earlier .. for some reason, i thought i was walking in on a dance class.” gunhee mumbles sheepishly, the red tinge of his cheeks returning.  “ but i guess that wouldn’t make sense, right?”

[rkhyun]

▲ so, what flowers do you like? ; hyun&gunhee

[rkgunhee-blog]

rkhongjonghyun: 

‘Someone who smiles a lot? And who can dance?’ “So … someone like me, hyung~? Your ideal type is someone like me~?” It didn’t seem possible for Hyun’s smile to get any wider than it was, but it does, stretching so wide that it looks like his cheeks might burst as he teases the older. He’s very obviously jesting, but it’s still fun, even if he doesn’t understand why there’s an awkwardness to Gunhee about the topic at hand.

“But hyung~ Don’t you have like, someone you can give an example of? Y’know, apart from me of course–” He shrugs and pretends to be narcissistic as he assumes an arrogant aura, his nose pointing high into the air, one hand running through short, brown tresses as if he was also in a model shoot and cameras were snapping away. If they had been, then he needn’t worry; he was working a 45 degree angle so he knew he looked good.

“Everyone has a celebrity ideal type to name, and I know that hyung had one. Tell me, please~? Puh-lease~?” Really, how hard would Hyun have to weasel and whine for Gunhee to tell him this one bit of simple information? At the moment, though, he was still intent to keep up the pressure.

“ can you dance?” gunhee asks flatly, poking miserably at his food.  this isn’t really the conversation he’d like to be having in the middle of sphere, especially with a fellow sphere trainee - it’s bound to get him into hot water at some point, unless he can think of a way out of the situation.  but gunhee has never been really able to think quick on his feet; he’s someone who dwells and thinks for hours - so being put on the spot like this has him more than a little uncomfortable, even though he wouldn’t outright tell hyun that.

he lets out a sigh at the next question - because there’s a very specific person that he does have in mind, but spilling the name jung hoseok would cause an uproar and he knows it.  it’s not his fault he fell in love - it’s been hard on him too, knowing well that he’s always been with girls but his heart has always beat for his best friend for the past three years.  “ i dunno.” gunhee mumbles, keeping his eyes low.  “ why do you think it’s you, anyway ... ?” 

the sound of hyun’s whining is almost grating at his ears and it makes him feel small, smaller than he’s felt in a long time.  but he looks at the younger trainee with another heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his neck because he knows all too well hyun is not the type to just give up.  “ will you leave me alone if i just pick someone?”

[rklandon]

░▐ ★_ad libitum 、

《 ★ @rkgunhee 》 foot tapping against the ground as he tweaks the settings on the keyboard, he looks over to gunhee for confirmation. it’s not often that yixing asks someone to do this with him because he knows styles clash, melodies don’t match, and the rhythm can be lost in a split second but he thinks gunhee is his best bet to play the piano ad libitum to try and brainstorm for something. it’s one of the first times he’s trying to compose with someone else instead of someone else and not someone he’s very close to either. it’s not the same as practicing with someone he regularly played with for performances. 

“thanks for agreeing to do this!” whether gunhee ends up going with a guitar or trying something out on midi programs, yixing doesn’t know. but he has no experience with midi programs. well, he doesn’t compared to gunhee. his own experience is small and limited. so he’s looking forward to any guidance the other can offer him. it helps that he likes being around gunhee. the fellow trainee is calming to be around, for yixing who on most days, good or bad, can’t shut up. “where should we start? aa, did you hear my performance in december? it’s okay if you don’t remember but that’s some of the work i’ve done since i got signed.” 

[rkgunhee-blog]

he finds himself in a setting of calm, head wrapped and focused not on yixing, but instead on the instruments that lay before him as gunhee decides what to work with.  it’s his first time working with someone like yixing, someone full of energy but with the same earnest love for composing and creating things as gunhee himself.  although he found it almost strange that yixing picked him out of many of the sphere trainees to work on a composition with, gunhee readily agreed in the hopes that he wouldn’t disappoint him.  after all, it’s better to build a camaraderie, to learn the dynamics of people you could potentially debut with in the future than to let the chance pass.

" sure, of course.” he mumbles quietly, turning from the instruments to yixing with a threadbare smile.  gunhee doesn’t say that he’s concerned about disappointing him, or failing, or the weight that sits on his shoulders as he ponders why him.   in the end, questioning the decision really won’t get to the end result.  he’ll just have to work hard, as usual, not to disappoint.  “ are you talking about your evaluation performance?” gunhee trails off, nodding his head as he brings back the memory.  it’s not hard for him to remember beats, especially original ones made by the people around him.  everyone has a style.  “ you prefer ballads?”

[rkxrm]

small talk ||

@rkgunhee

Kris had modeled before and so this evaluation was right up his alley. He was nervous about modelling with trainees that he had never spoken to. He didn’t do well with people and as they were waiting for the photographer to start with the individual photos, he saw one of those trainees close by and the tall man nervously walked over. 

“Hi, I’m Kris.” he decided to awkwardly introduce himself. Oh god, he could already tell that this was going to be the longest fifteen minutes of his life. 

[rkgunhee-blog]

the only thing that he really knows about modeling is ... looking at them, honestly.  besides the things that sphere has taught him - or tried to - gunhee is an open book and this is a new experience that will either completely ruin his already fragile ego, or make it.  he’s hoping for a better outcome.

but with the modeling comes a group of which he only knows yien - and being the kind of person he is, gunhee retreats into himself.  he knows how to be kind, but being around accomplished trainees when he often feels like the dirt under someone’s shoe is not good for his fragile self esteem.  still, this is an important task and they’ve got to have some sense of camaraderie, so when one of the much taller members of his group approaches, he struggles for a small smile.  “ oh .. hey.” he fumbles, bowing his head slightly and rubbing the back of his neck.  “ i’m song gunhee - from sphere.  you’re from kt.. aren’t you?”

[koreantunes]

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