ā Ā ā (lee taeyong, cis male, he/him) hey thank you for coming to town hall to update your information kim yeol! youāre a visitor correct? good to know! are you enjoying yourself around yunhwa? youāve been staying here for a month? iām glad! remind me, are you born on 27/07/1997? weāre so lucky to have someone so tenacious around as an idol even if sometimes you can be arrogant. hope to see you around jjingshin apartment #210, hwesakgu!
hey yāall, Iām here with hotheaded, angry boi with a sad streak, kim yeol! heās your typical celebrity whoās a little bit of a diva and while he can be arrogant and painfully straightforward, heās pretty much harmless when you get to know him. heās an idol on hiatus after a recent controversy, to which his company sent him to yunhwa to reflect and take his mind off things. so, yes, he unfortunately does not want to be here. Iāll leave more information and some wanted connections below the cut. if nothing fits, Iād be more than happy to brainstorm! you can like this post and Iāll drop you an im, otherwise, we can also take it to discord!
BACKGROUND.
just up until a month ago, yeol was the it boy of south korea; his face was plastered across every billboard, magazine and television screen
he debuted in 2015 and rose to fame a year within his debut, his popularity exceeded the rest of group so his company started to heavily promote himĀ
he made his solo debut in 2018, which did way better than any of his group releases so while his popularity went through the roof, the rest of his members remained below the radarĀ
his fame and success got to his head and it doesnāt help that he was the only child in a broken family, one that grew up craving attention and validation from his emotionally unavailable parents
his mother was a hardcore gambler and his father eventually left them when he decided he had enough, leaving yeol under the care of his toxic mother
he was scouted by his company when he was twelve and his mother pushed for him to be a trainee as she thought heād make a lot of money as an idol
his growing fame only took a toll on him as he dealt with greater expectations and pressure from his company; he was meant to release a solo album at the start of the year but is currently going through a slump, unable to write any new songs
he was facing a lot of emotional distress, which resulted in burnout and anger management issues
after gaining success in his career, his mother started asking him for money but he refused to give her any as he knew sheād gamble it awayĀ
there was a particular incident when he got off a nasty phone call with his mother and vented his anger on his manager
someone saw it happen and rumours about his attitude problem started spreading online; netizens were angered and people started to boycott him
in hopes of calming the storm, his company announced his hiatus and he was sent to yunhwa, for him to reflect and take his mind off things
it certainly isnāt easy for a prima donna like him to move to a small town so Iād assume that heāll wreck a bit of havoc and maybe liven things up a bit? LOLĀ
he definitely wants to get out of here asap but isnāt allowed to until he writes new songs, good enough for a redeeming comeback to fix his image (whether or not this changes, weāll have to see)
he is actually still on good terms with his manager (who do you think heās constantly ranting to on the phone? LMAO think shane gray complaining about his lack of hair product in camp rock)
he does not get along with his members who believed he was planning to leave the group to go solo (itās true), he was often seen alone, which didnāt help with his diva image (it might be the same here at yunhwa too though Iād definitely like for him to make some genuine connections that he lacks back at home!)
WANTED CONNECTIONS.
boi here needs some friends, Iād love for some unexpected / opposite dynamic friendships, kinda like sweet country bumpkin meets spoilt brat from the city?
people that absolutely hate his guts; they think he doesnāt belong here and is only polluting the fresh air lmfao maybe someone that is up to date with entertainment news and has heard about his controversy?
alternatively, a plot with a fan would be fun too; maybe someone that is disappointed to hear about the rumours and decided to drop him LOL, or someone that doesnāt reveal themselves as a fan but silently supports him and eventually finds out that thereās a softie underneath that tough exterior
or someone who has no clue about who he is at all and treats him however they want to, something he hasnāt experienced in awhile so yes, heād ironically really appreciate that even if all they do is curse him out lolĀ
a motherly or fatherly figure since he really lacks that; sometimes he just wants to be stroked on his head, or to be told that he did well
likewise, sibling/familial-like ties would be nice too, he grew up really lonely with a deficit for love and affection so heād die for some of that, might even make him like it here so much he doesnāt wanna go back
neighbours that love him or hate him (calling out to those who stay at jjingshin apartments!)Ā
when his manager said to āwear some bootsā, he shouldāve specified working boots, and not just any boots. then again, it wouldnāt have mattered anyway ā these valentinos were all he had. it was either these or the balenciaga lace-ups chucked somewhere in the mess of his apartment, a mess he hasnāt had the mental capacity to deal with just yet. either way, nothing in his six trunks full of designer clothing were made for the farm. correction:Ā nothing about him was made for the farm. just how exactly was he going to survive the weekend?
a scowl paints his face as he attempts to shake some mud off the sole of his boots, then stopping in his tracks when he realises it would make absolutely no difference with the muddy path ahead of him, leading right up to hanwoo dream ranch. as if moving to a small town down south wasnāt already bad enough, yeolās manager thought it would be āgood for himā toĀ āget some fresh airā at a farm on the outskirts of town. said something stupid about how āsurrounding himself with nature could help clear his mindā. what yeol really needs to clear his mind is a good bottle of whiskey and maybe a ride home to seoul? but no, his manager thought a weekend at a ranch would do him wonders. great, just great.
trudging towards his designated location, yeol battles the urge to turn and leave before anyone sees him. it was unlike him to be this compliant to his companyās orders ā it was always his way or the highway. this time though, things were a little different. a part of him feels obligated to do as he was told, partly out of guilt for all the mess heās created and left behind. surely, he can deal with a weekend of farmstay, right? besides, as embarrassing as it sounds, heās never actually been to a farm, or a ranch, and he wonāt deny that an ounce of curiosity was bubbling inside him, fuelled by his mind full of unanswered questions and unproven expectations stemming from an incomplete childhood of countless excursions he never got to attend.Ā
he was told to look out for a boy his age. dau, they said? his gaze darts across the open fields, landing on a rustic farmhouse in the distance. hugging his duffel bag a little closer to him, he rolls up the front porch and rings the doorbell to make his arrival known. after a short wait, the door flings open and he finds a friendly face behind it. āhi, Iām looking for dau.ā
sleepless nights in seoul were a torture no less, but at least it was something he was used to. the sound of midnight traffic was as distracting as it was calming; a constant reminder that he wasnāt as alone as he felt. they said the tranquil of this small town would make it easier for him to fall sleep but boy, were they wrong. when night hits the town of yunhwa, utter silence envelopes him. not even a snarl from a passing motorbike, nor the roaring engine of a neighbour pulling up could be heard. the silence was deafening; it was too quiet, so quiet that the noise in his mind echoes a little louder. his surroundings might be peaceful and calm, but the state of his mind was anything but that.
tossing and turning in bed now becomes a nightly routine, one that drains whatever minuscule energy he had left in him, but unfortunately, not to the state of slumber. heās tried it all, heās downed a glass of warm milk, infused his room with essential oils, heās even resorted to counting sheep (though not without rage quitting at the 134th sheep; made it pretty far if you asked him) ā heās tried everything,Ā yet his hand still reaches out for the same bottle of sleeping pills by his bedside. after all, it was the only thing that worked for him.
tonight, he found his fingers wrapped around the same bottle yet again, only this time, it was a lot lighter, almost like it was empty? he pops it open only to confirm his suspicions, a vague memory of him finishing the last pill just a night ago coming to mind. fuck.Ā he curses under his breath, groaning as he kicks his covers off to peep at the time on his phone, debating if he should pop by the clinic to get more pills. he promised his manager he would only bring a bottle with him to yunhwa and that he wouldnāt replenish it after he was done with it. perhaps, it was the unfamiliarity of the quaint town that made it harder for him to fall asleep at night, but he found himself slipping on a jacket and heading out the door, unable to keep the promise heās made.
just as he had expected, the clinic was rather empty at this time. he glances around unsurely, taking small, hesitant steps towards the reception counter ahead of him. with a light tap of the call bell, he clears his throat and meets the gaze of the person behind the counter. āuh, hey. youāre not closed yet, are you?ā
