when it had felt like the company was slowing down with signing trainee’s, it also felt like that was the furthest thing from the truth. new faces had popped up before she really had the chance to notice it. one day, she looked around and saw it, wondering when they were signed and why hadn’t she realized it sooner. like today, her tray was full of food she’d ignore in favor of her snacks.
and saw a new face sitting down at one the tables. so, jihyo made her way over. mostly out of curiosity. “hey, you’re a new person right?” right after the question, she sat her tray down and followed, easing into the chair. “when did you get signed?” she was trying to make sure she kept track of the new people that came in. even if they didn’t get along in the end, she said hello at least.
( * backdated to closer to when changyoon got signed ) ⊰ ◝ @rkchangyoon ⊱
daniel likes sphere. the schedule isn’t as harsh as kenta’s; there’s a lot to learn, but a lot of opportunity for him to do what he loves, too, and to get better in the areas he wants to. maybe it helps that he has his foot in just about every door: instruments, song writing, singing, rapping, and with this month’s evaluation, he is working his tail off to become a better dancer. for this month, he shelves most of what he loves in favor of practicing the routines, and that includes a proper breakfast, getting something quick and stuffing it in his mouth before heading to the studio to get some extra practice in before dance lessons.
when he arrives, however, someone is already there, and daniel pauses at the door to process. it’s changyoon, rapper of 6tunes (what instrument did he play again? did he play one?) in his dance practice room. daniel knows better than to think this is a mistake, and his face breaks out into a slow smile of realization. “hey,” he greets him, and then it dawns on him that he gave him a flyer...when, yesterday? his features settle into a more comical pout. “hey! i gave you a flyer yesterday! there’s no way you didn’t know you got into sphere then...right?” as always, with just about any confident statement daniel makes, doubt accompanies it.
"congrats, though,” he adds, and past the initial excitement and desire to celebrate comes the awareness that this means a gaping whole in another band, if not the entire downfall of it. at least daniel had more than a year with empty enigma. he can’t say the same of 6tunes.
between recordings and making sure the new additions get settled, woohyun finds himself moving through the halls of sphere during practice time. he's tired, a little worn out from the promotional month and the recordings and the constant need of improve, improve, improve. but he still wears his smile, nodding to trainees and staff as he passes by. it feels like he’s barely been in the sphere building, with how much they’ve been out and about as of late.
one of the things about being an idol is that when there are new faces, he's a little late into greeting them. the male he approaches woohyun certainly doesn't recognize, but he grins happily as he pauses near him. "oh! are you a new trainee?" he reaches up to tug his mask down a bit, eyes crinkling at the corners with the force of his smile. "ah, i'm so behind on everything it feels. are you doing well here, uh..." he trails off, offering a sheepish smile as he doesn't know the others name.
it’s been almost a month now since he’s been signed, and he’s begun to fully integrate into all the scheduling and lifestyle. it had been difficult at first, going from his full time job at the hospital to being a full time trainee, but even though the hours are longer, he’s doing something he loves (not that he hated helping people at the hospital as a physical therapist, but doing music for a living has been his dream since high school).
but even as he’s begun to settle in and get used to everything, he finds that there are still some surprises he has yet to discover, and today’s happens to be in the shape of a familiar face. seeing him stops him in his tracks, and he’s so in shock that he has to stop and stare just to make sure he’s seeing who he thinks he’s seeing.
the last time he’d seen changyoon was when he’d randomly run into him on the street and invited him out for a meal. he vaguely remembers promising to be better at keeping in touch, but obviously that had fallen through. he’s only slightly embarrassed about the slip-up, but the fact that they’re crossing paths again here in the sphere building when he hadn’t even known he was a trainee just means he’s been given a chance to make good on his promise. so, heading toward him and waving his hand in the air to catch his attention, he calls out to him. “ay, changyoon! fance meeting you here~”
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sangkeumyuzu happy borth to the best bro a gal could wish for ♥
(yes folks he’s THAT stronk ¬‿¬ )
#choiyuzu #arrow #6tunes #happyarrowday #siblinglove
⇢ 6tunes are a 6 member band comprised of a group of friends (and 2 siblings) who share a love of making music and performing. Posting both original songs and covers, 6tunes are quickly making a name for themselves. Each member brings their own uniqueness to the band that combined creates amazing music.
sometimes he felt like a complete asshole. but just sometimes. this again, he just did out of his own entertainment to see people's reaction about it. maybe he could even label it as social experiment in some way. people nowadays were too focused on superficial things and it showed. when he first played around with the genderbender filter he hadn't been too surprised about the result that his phone showed him. he was a handsome fella, so it was to be expected that his female version would look quite good as well. but just leaving it at that was too boring to kang joon who felt like a professional crackhead at times, and so he had gone out of his way and created a trolling account on tinder with his buddy seokwoo to see how many matches he would receive as his genderbended version kangja.
after a more or less successful debut into tinder (even though he never got back to one of the countless guys who tried to hit him up), he wanted to take a look into more serious dating apps. it wasn't like he really was looking for someone new, even though he had to admit that he was lonely at times, but in truth he didn't felt quite ready for a new relationship yet. as long as he hadn't debuted yet, kang joon wanted to enjoy the rest of his freedom and engage in some harmless flirts. so he registered on a dating plattform that had no picture implementation, so the description and the way one wrote was of special importance.
and soon after he had found someone who he seemed to have a good compatibility with. feeling a bit guilty about himself being not quite serious about looking for a partner, kang joon decided to tell a friend about it. "yoonie... what to do? there is a dude who seems really nice and and sweet stuff... i feel like i am messing with him." whining he took out his phone and recited a few lines of their chat that sounded as if the two of them were soulmates for real.
sunday, sept. 22nd – ttukseom han river park for #rkgreenribbon
the more he nears the end, the more it feels like his lungs are going to finally break free and fly away.
as far as he knew, sophie was going for the 10k, and yuzu and changyoon were doing it together, leaving him to do this alone, and, presumably, embarrass himself alone.
call it a cop out, but he had chosen the 5km run when signing up through the website. although he’s tempted to try the 10k, he’s fairly sure that 5km was already quite a bit for someone like him, and considering that he had to perform later with the rest of 6tunes, he needed to make sure he wasn’t out of breath when the time came.
besides, he’s not awful at sports, per say; like any other male his age, hyojin had been relatively active in school, playing sports often with his friends. even now, he was pretty far from being out of shape, especially with his resumed gym activity and increased efforts in dancing.
but stamina? that was another story. he had been going at a relatively safe pace when the sound to start had gone off, his racer bib clinging to his chest and his shirt fluttering in the wind as he nears the front of the run in the first few minutes. at the ten minute mark is when he starts slowing down, and then after a few more, his breathing is picking up at an unnatural rate. no big deal, he thinks, i just have to slow down. and that’s what he does -- he lags behind a bit, now hovering in the middle of the crowd instead of at the front -- before he feels the familiar burn in his legs forming.
he’s recovered from the mgas stint, meaning that the aching in his bones had finally, finally resided, but the way it’s coming up makes him push a strangled noise back down his throat.
fortunately, before it became unbearable, he reaches the end, accepting a medal from one of the staff waiting at the finishing line. it’s a bit laughable, but he manages it nonetheless, his brows knitted as he pauses to catch his breath, leaning on a nearby street lamp.
well, at least he can say he finished today’s morning run.
