Synopsis: The idol industry is not what it seems. In the midst of all the fame and glamour, it’s all a dark and twisted play full of hidden cards, one of them is a crime syndicate you belong to. Living a life of crime is easily, but when falling in love gets mixed, things get a lot more complicated.
Synopsis: The idol industry is not what it seems. In the midst of all the fame and glamour, it’s all a dark and twisted play full of hidden cards, one of them is a crime syndicate you belong to. Living a life of crime is easily, but when falling in love gets mixed, things get a lot more complicated.
You were out of breath as you sat in your seat at the huge lecture hall, shrugging off your backpack and putting it on the floor. Damn, history. Why do we have to learn about the names of people that don’t even exist anymore. You didn’t even want to be in this class but it’s a requirement for your course so you had no choice.
“Are you okay?” your seatmate Lia asked, handing you her water bottle.
“Yeah, just ran like a four blocks across campus from my boyfriend’s dorm to mine to grab my backpack and ran back all the way here,” you said. “So yeah, peachy.”
Lia chuckled as you hand her back the bottle. “Of course you did. I just wish you’d tell me--”
She got cut of when the doors of the lecture hall opened loudly and four gorgeous men walked through. Everyone stared at them with no ounce of shame. Of course who would not want to look at them, they’re almost ethereal. Almost.
Lee Jeno, captain of the fencing team, with his usual ripped jeans and leather jacket.
Huang Renjun, student council president, with his strip of bleached hair.
Lee Donghuck, lead to every university musical, wearing a black turtleneck with a smug smile as usual.
And Na Jaemin, swim captain, with his bright smile that lit up the room. It would be disgustingly cute if any other person has his smile but with him he carries it with such confidence that if feels intimidating.
Everybody sees them as these untouchable walking gods. The fact that they look so put together for a 7AM class must be a proof of that.
Lia gasped as they passed through your seats, the smell of their expensive perfumes lingering. “Dang, two semesters and I still refuse to believe they’re real,” she said. “Too bad they ain’t dating anyone.”
“Too bad or too good?” Someone in front of you said with a little wiggle of her eyebrows.
“Duh, Mia, we’re obviously far beneath them. Like they’d go for sleep deprived college students.”
The girls around you nodded their head and laughed, like such thing is impossible. You just scoffed.
“Come on YN, just admit they’re pretty,” said Eunbin, looking down at you and your outfit. “Not like you know what’s considered pretty anyway considering your taste.”
You felt Lia tense beside you. You were friends with Eunbin but she just comes off too downgrading sometimes. You laughed it off, such comments are so stupid anyway.
As you were playfully arguing with your little circle of people you heard someone.
“Hey YN,” you turned your head as you heard Jaemin’s voice from across the room. ”You look really good in that sweater.” The other three boys beside him snickered.
“Fuck off, Na.” you yelled back.
Then you realized what you did.
Oh shit. You just yelled at Na Jaemin in public.
There were audible gasps around the room. You can feel the burning stares of some girls around you. This is not how you imagine your morning to go. The laugher of the three boys got louder as Jaemin stood up and walked in your direction. You’d think he was pissed off based on his smirk if it wasn’t for the mischievous glint in his eyes.
He stopped directly in front of you, crossing his arms. You can clearly see pieces of his brown hair sticking up, but it still looks purposefully done. Placing his hands on you desk, he leaned forward, face coming too close to yours.
“I was looking for that sweater earlier baby," he said, voice loud and clear in the silence of the large hall. You remember picking it out his closet earlier, not even bothering to say bye to him as he was in the shower, both of you waking up late when your alarm failed to ring.
The smell of fresh strawberries wafted through the air as the picking season arrived in Camp Half-blood. Technically, it's always in season especially because of the Dionysus cabin.
Demigod!Taeyong watched as you bit through one particularly bright strawberry and wincing. You tapped your bestfriend, Hendery, and gave him the fruit.
She doesn't like strawberries, Taeyong noted in his mind. His mental list is now growing longer, six years in the making, since he first met you.
"Stare longer and she'll melt." Doyoung said beside him, the said boy picking his own batch of strawberries and putting it in his blue basket.
"Oh, hush," Taeyong smacked his shoulders. "I was just wondering how she doesn't remember me. She never even approached me."
Doyoung laughed as Taeyong's pitch got higher the more he whined. His friend's ever growing dilemma because of you is a funny yet sad thing.
"Just introduce yourself to her. Say 'Hi, I'm Taeyong and we met in different cities before. Isn't that weird? Do you remember me?'"
"You say that like it's easy." Taeyong scoffed and adjusted his wide-brimmed hat while his bestfriend grinned and skipped to the other side of the field to collect more fruits.
His eyes went back to you as you threw the fallen unripe strawberries at your unsuspecting friends, laughing as one got stuck in Jisung's hair.
He never understood why he's so drawn to you. Maybe it's because you saved his life years ago or maybe you served as a beacon until he found the camp.
Sunwoo doesn't really believe in fairytales, or magic or any form of the supernatural. Well, he doesn't believe they're real for the sake of his own sanity. He does like to think that maybe in some way, they could be.
But now he isn't sure what he believes in anymore.
Their day started with a flurry of activities. It's MAMA and The Boyz are meant to perform a set, three songs– a first for them. They barely had the time to sleep after practicing with Changmin not letting anyone rest until everything is perfectly synchronized, and the next thing they knew they were woken up by their managers to prepare.
The smell of hair spray lingered in their dressing room even after everything is over. Their stylists and makeup artists just packed up their things, going out first to bring their luggages back to the company building as the boys changed into casual outfits. Some of them, like the maknae line, opted to rest on the couch first before changing.
"I'm gonna get a food. Does anyone want some?" Chanhee asked. They dieted hard for the MAMA stage, now they can finally eat freely, or at least for a while.
A chorus of 'yes' rang and the boys proceeded to yell the food they want, making Chanhee hold up his arms in defeat.
"Okaaaaaay. Anyone who wants something should go with me then. I ain't getting you food."
Changmin groaned and stood up from his position on the floor, pushing Kevin's head leaning on his right shoulder, making Kevin bump his head on Sunwoo's knee.
"I'm coming with you. I need sustenance." Changmin said. His stomach slightly hurts, he just doesn't know if it's from their dance or hunger.
While a few of them grabbed their wallets, Changmin nudged the remaining boys on the couch and asked if he wants anything but they shook their heads.
"Gatorade! Get me the blue one!" Sunwoo shouted the moment Changmin went out the door, hoping the older boy heard him.
In one of the plush chairs situated in the corner, Sangyeon snored loudly making everyone in the room laugh.
"He must've think he's a lawn mower in his dream." Eric supplied. Haknyeon slapped his arm with a loud laugh.
"At least he's sleeping. When we go back to the dorm I'm going to hybernate for days." Sunwoo said and stretched his arms, almost hitting Eric beside him. The younger boy slapped his hand away, earning a glare and a shoulder shove from Sunwoo.
"Same. I think my entire body is going to bruise by tomorrow." Juyeon, sitting on top of the makeup counter, poked his own legs. Ow, that is defined going to bruise.
Panicked yells resonated from the room next door, startling the boys. Screams are commonly heard from dressing rooms during music shows, mostly likely from groups doing challenges, playing games, or simply just teasing each other. But these yells sound like– genuine fear.
"Should we check?" Eric asked, his brows knitted in concern.
"Are you crazy? What if someone is getting– getting mur..dered in there?"
"Wtf? Sunwoo no." Juyeon replied, shaking his head, " Let's go. Don't wake up Sangyeon hyung."
Sunwoo and Haknyeon followed Juyeon and Eric as they walked over to the next room. The dressing room's door is closed but a bright light is emitting from inside, seeping out under the door and into the hallway. The door's room has a large 'NCT Dream' plastered on it.
Juyeon reached out to grab the door know but he quickly pulled it back. A senior group is inside. Yes, they're acquainted with each other and some of the members are even friends but there might be managers or staff that would see the way they'd barge in as disrespectful.
"Hyung, open it." The screams got louder, one yell rang higher than the rest.
Looking around, Sunwoo couldn't see anyone else in the hallway. Most doors are closed. They might be the only people left on the floor.
Before Juyeon could turn the knob, a blinding light flashed– and darkness. Quiet.
Trying to balance six bottles of gatorade on his arms, Changmin speedwalked back to their dressing room, Chanhee trailing behind him carrying bags of snacks on both hands. The rest of the boys are still occupied, talking to their fellow idol friends back in the building's cafeteria.
"Here's your Gato– rade?" Changmin looked around as he opened the door to their dressing room.
Sources of what perfume they're using came from interviews, vlogs and fancalls. Reviews are personally from me. This would be updated once in a while. If you a perfume they're using is missing from my list pls dm me :))
I've always liked perfumes for a long time and for a year now I've accumulated quite a small collection. I noticed that a lot of the perfumes I'm using are the same as k-pop idols (mainly because these perfumes are famous here in korea). This will be updated everytime I buy a new one.
This will only include NCT, TXT, THE BOYZ AND ENHYPEN.