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SEVENTEEN DOKYEOM ‘Smile Emoji’ Teaser Poster

Face The Sun 27.05.22

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( interview ) wonwoo's for 'gq' — february '16

i know that fans have called me a sluggard. except when i’m practicing, i can’t have maximum energy. totally sprawled. instead, on stage and during practice all my energy comes. it’s really tiring. when i dance, it feels like i run a long time for physical test, running ten times around the field.

like mansae performance, on the stage corner we would play and joke between us members, because if one of our energy gets depleted it will kill the stage. so we made a promise between the 13 members. only when we focus, all the energy can be delivered.

for us late night snack/meal is basic, we usually have 4 meals a day. the 13 of us have eaten 40 servings of meat before. but i don’t gain weight even if i eat. i can eat midnight snacks without a problem so the members are jealous. we eat a lot because we use up a lot of energy, i'm the only one who doesn’t gain weight. is it because i did hapkido and athletics since young age? i have confidence in things like long jump, high jump. from the training days, strength training too, i could rather endure the most. i am skinny but with a relatively broad shoulder, so fortunately i don’t look that slim on stage. a space in dance have to be occupied with presence. swimming? it’s not that, my dad has a broad shoulder. i think it’s genetics.

at here, i hope if i could have some chest muscles it’ll be better. ah, i also feel the lack of my height. if i could grow at least 3cm more it’ll be great. among members there is a member that’s taller than me by 4-5cm, when i have to look at him i feel ‘ah,so cool’. i feel like if i got enough sleep during my childhood maybe i will be taller… no.. its not that i didnt sleep because i’m playing. it’s because i always stay up at night for practice. because i have a dream so the i feel greedy.

i always look at the mirror everytime i practice. theres a lot of days where i only look at my face and body. therefore for me, the important thing that an idol should have is the love for themselves. even among the members, i’m the one who have strong personality of loving myself. ah, have you watched it? seoul music award’s stage, the collaboration stage that i did with jang jaein sunbae-nim. i’m so happy that i became the topic on the internet. because i have to immerse myself in the ‘hallucination’ i did so much research for the hand motion while holding the mic.

while thinking of the angle and the rotating camera i did the hand motion. you said that i have a strong self-attachment? (smile) ah, i also have a defined collarbone. like if i wear a fine t-shirt, my collarbone will look better and the members always envy me about it. i didn’t know it’s a good point, so from now i’ll use my collarbone as an appeal.

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WONWOO CALLING SEUNGKWAN SEVENTEEN'S TREASURE IS THE BIGGEST MOOD OF 2018!

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Pretty Things

Member: Jeonghan Genre: Angst (and a lot of it) Word Count: 856

You never wondered what was on the other side of the ocean. You lived on the shoreline, and all of your friends were intrigued by the beautiful water. You, on the other hand, feared its secrets and mysteries. Who could tell what was under that sparkling surface? Besides, Mama said to “be careful of pretty things,” and Mama was always right.

Your day had gone so poorly. From spilling coffee all over your new and pricey white top, to tripping down stone steps, you had enough. To calm your nerves and get some well-deserved peace, you decided to take a nice walk along the beach. It was time for the sun to set, so the view in front of you was absolutely sublime. It was, for lack of better words, pretty.

Finding a smooth rock, you sat down and closed your eyes, taking in the cool sea breeze. It was quiet and so very serene. A perfect evening in your opinion. The sweet melody in the background made it all the more peaceful.

Your eyes shot open and you frowned. Singing? Where was it coming from? You were alone on the beach, as far as you knew, and your phone was still in the house. Your concern began to dwindle somehow, feeling safe with the singing. Your mind focused on the voice as you closed your eyes again. It was smooth and soft, yet powerful. It made your heart swell and your mind cloud. Despite the song being in a language you couldn’t understand, you knew exactly what was being said.

“My eyes see only you.”

“I am your future.”

And so, you did. Against the backdrop of a blood red sky, you saw a rock out in the middle of the horizon. You never remembered seeing it there before, but you did not care anymore. Perched on the rock was a boy, his mouth turning into a smile aimed directly at you. You were not sure what you felt, but fear was not one of them.

“Take one step closer.”

“Reach out, so we can save one another.”

You got up from the rock and moved towards the shoreline. The boy’s words and his vocal range pulled you to the water, and you felt yourself move closer to him. You began to get deeper and deeper, and the boy was getting closer and closer. His voice, his beautiful music, was getting louder and clearer. Your mind was getting cloudier as you got closer.

Eventually, you reached the rock, and waded next to it. The boy smiled beautifully and held out a hand. You took it and climbed up the rock.

The boy was an angel, a pristine version of the heavens sent to Earth. His blonde hair was long and free, past his shoulders. His hands were soft and perfectly fit with yours. His eyes were as if the creator combined the moon, the sun, the stars, and all naturally beautiful things in one. He was absolutely perfect, almost ethereal and unnaturally so.

“Who are you?” You asked, not letting go of his hand. His voice was melodic and had a rhythm that no human should possess.

“I am Jeonghan. And you are my prey.” Confused, you tilted your head. You felt the cloud in your mind begin to fade away, and with it, Jeonghan’s unnatural perfection.

His pale skin began to shimmer, as if becoming covered in scales reflected by the moonlight. His hair began to turn a menacing black, a shade you had never seen before. Jeonghan’s smile turned into a smirk, filled with sharp teeth. His voice became ominous and dark, while you saw the ocean ripple and reveal a tail where his legs should have been. With a gasp, you looked around. The shore line was almost out of sight, just a blur of lights on the horizon. Even if you managed to escape Jeonghan, what promise could you make to yourself that you would be able to navigate this far out in such darkness?

“N-no. Your song. No,” you panted. His eyes shone a bright sea-green, full of angelic innocence. But now, you knew. Your heart began to race, and you felt your lungs tighten. Cold water began to slap at your ankles. You were sinking into the darkness, and fighting it was futile: you were paralyzed on the rock. You turned your head to face the once-beautiful Jeonghan, who was singing once more.

“You were my past.”

“There is no warmth at all.”

His song was right, there was no warmth left for you to hold on to. How could he continue to sing so beautifully while you struggled and suffocated? As the water rose to your chin, your nose, your eyes, Jeonghan smiled again. He became the beautiful creature that led you into the darkness. His form became watery as you were pulled completely below the surface. Ice began to run through your veins, your lungs filled with water. But you could still hear Jeonghan’s melodic voice as it sung you to eternal sleep.

“Didn’t Mother tell you to be careful around pretty things?”

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