✞* deja vu ╯
⊰ ◝ @rkyngsun ⊱
daniel isn’t so involved in the social aspects of sphere. he is a little moreso now that chungha is here, and he’s gotten closer to the other boys, but most of the time, he stays in his bubble of training. he fills his time with writing songs, mainly, but when it’s not that, it’s everything in between: singing, dancing, acting, basic workshops required for debut. he doesn’t even know what he’ll do once he’s done with those and the world is his oyster, but he takes everything one day at a time, quelling his anxious mind’s anticipation.
today, independent study is spent on dancing, or at least he intends for it to be so. the routine they went over in dance lessons today was exceptionally difficult for him. he improved in his dancing greatly in his, how long was it now, four months? of training, but it’s still undoubtedly the area he struggles the most in. it seems their evaluations most commonly involve dancing, so he tries to make sure he doesn’t slip, even when his evaluations don’t involve dancing. this month, he’s doing another band performance, with only a little of bang bang bang’s choreography.
when he opens the door to a studio, he’s shocked to see a familiar face: yongsun. “yong noona?” once the initial surprise wears off, he knows she wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t a trainee practicing herself. why was she in sphere, though? “what are you doing here?” it’s certainly not a bad thing. in fact, he wants to smile; he hasn’t seen her in a while. he refrains, though, just in case it is bad news for her.