her dark hair bounced around on her shoulders as she walked down gangnam’s streets, quickly making her way to siyoung’s studio. with her phone in her right hand, chaeyeon glanced every few seconds at the digital map that had directions in front of her, the phone’s feminine voice speaking out loud with every turn she made. as she walked, the teenager couldn’t deny the smile plastered on her face - the soft skin around her eyes wrinkled, her pink cheekbones raised and her white teeth semi-visible - all out of pure excitement.
she couldn’t deny that the motivation behind something as spontaneous as this was because of a hollywood movie that she’d watched which had been based on hip-hop and the history of rapping legends. naturally after watching such an inspiring movie, chaeyeon’s open-minded and strongly curious mind pondered on the prospect of developing a rap skill - which might ultimately help push her forward on the road to achieving her aspirations. it seemed like a good plan, but how was she to practice without someone to help her learn the basics and all? after all, she lacked both the vocal rhythm and the creative mind needed. thankfully, chaeyeon knew someone like siyoung.
soon enough, her eyes meet the letters of a building’s address matching the one given to her, her phone chiming, ‘ you have arrived at your destination ’. with a sigh, the teen shuts her phone off and places it gently into the bag strapped over her shoulder. while her hand remained at her bag on it’s strap, she allows herself in and walks into the studio slowly. her pink lips separated for her voice to sound loud and clear. “ uh, siyoung? i’m here— oh it’s, uh, chaeyeon by the way. ”
