K.O. @lgcmaylin doesn’t know jino, but jino sure knows a lot about her — a tale of jino and mistaken identity and somewhere in between a wish to be granted on the line over a game of super smash bros — nintendo switch 2 ‘lets play’ youtube series filming.
see, jino — in all his brown-eyed boy wonder awe — is a little too excited. such excitement, spilling from the top of his head to the very tips of his toes, is almost magnetizing. one could say polarizing, even. he’s practically glowing as he enters the set. and when he is given the actual game console to hold in his hands — he might have actually ascended into heaven.
to stand there, with the latest addition to the nintendo family, he was beyond stoked.
( imagine the cartoon version of a spotlight descending upon jino as he hails the device above his head in an obligatory amen to the nintendo gods )
and perhaps, maybe in that excitement, he could get carried away.
so carried away that, with minutes to spare before they would begin rolling, he’s running into get into place; settling himself beside maylin on the couch, not a single glance her way as he’s rambling about: “so i got the game we’re playing — it’s super smash bros, classic, do you know what —“ looking up, his gaze finally falling upon the woman, herself, whom — oh shit, “uh — you’re not, oh. uh —“
he looks left and right, only then — from a distance — does he see who he had thought was beside him all along: another korean trainee he had met earlier in the day and had talked into playing with him; she, who did not look anything remotely like maylin, stares back at him confused, waving at him.
in reply, jino can only wave back, entirely embarrassed, about to stand up and leave when the director calls a 5 minute stand by as they fix up the last of the cameras; falling back into his seat, he glances at maylin — all thoughts of her — impressions spoken of by someone else — suddenly flood him and he coughs, “uh … hello.” a greeting cut short because 5 minute feels too much like a minute and a half and suddenly cameras with flashing red dots are being aimed at their faces and the start screen for smash bros stares back at them —
game start?
"oh! oh — hm, what character should i pick ... hm," he's stuttering through his introduction, "this dude looks fun," he mumbles, brows furrowed as he sheepishly looks from maylin to the screen, now concentrated on the task at hand ( aka. not embarrassing himself in front of the cameras ) ; his stare currently debating between captain olimar and ness.