Bring out the forgotten wings

☆—— welcome to infinite entertainment! it's MOON HEEJIN aka BIRDIE, who is the choreographer. I’ve heard whispers that the 28-year-old is pretty WITTY but lowkey LAZY. also, don't they remind you of MOONBYUL?

Heyy, you can call me Tulipe (she/her, i'm still figuring it out) Under the cut is a brief rundown of Birdie. You can find the full information on the blog. It has been quite a while since I last rped and I'm super excited to be back at it ^^

The studio was still empty as they arrived early for today’s session. It was still dark outside. Usually they would prefer to come later to work, but today was different. They turned the light at the front on to go through the notes that they have made for this job. The last three days had been an emotional roller coaster for Birdie. Hiding their face behind the mask, they had hoped it would give them some privacy with their emotions and feelings. Talking about them was never their strong suit. Coming from a strict family that always asked for perfection, they always fell short of that and never got to say anything that was on their mind. So now sometimes things would be pushed aside until they couldn’t be anymore and all the feelings that had been ignored would come bubbling up like a volcano. The dread of this happing today weighted heavily on their shoulders. But they had to maintain a professional. Eventually they would have worked together. Birdie had mentally prepared themselves for this day many time yet they would just love to run away.

In the midst of their thoughts, they didn’t even notice that Somi and her manager had arrived at the studio. They audibly gasped as the manager greeted them. Clumsily getting on their feet, they avoided eye contact with their former friend and made a little bit of small talk with the manager which was always a little awkward for them. The manager asked them to take good care of the idol, they assured to do so and then they both politely bowed to one another before the manager left the studio. The silence between the two was suffocating them and they wanted to scream. But instead they just turned around to turn on more lights and return to the spot. Picking up their notebooks, they went through some of them but their thoughts were else where. It was in a studio much smaller than this one that they first met and became friends. It was a special performance where their groups were supposed to perform each other’s debut song.

“Well, given that you are a great dancer as I recall and as I was briefed, this shouldn’t be too difficult for you”, the words were coming out of their lips yet their voice sounded so strange as if it wasn’t them speaking. As always, they naturally acted like nothing happened, at least they tried. Sure the idol never reached out to them when their label kicked them out of their girl group. She knew about the true reason behind it all, yet she never called and said a word. It had been years, still it hurt them a lot to be abandoned by their label, group members, friends and then girlfriend.

The music playing in the background, echoing through the studio, their body was moving along and every movement of them was hitting the beat as if the music was flowing through them. Smoothly moving across the floor, their reflection stared back at them with passion sparking from their gaze. It was not easy for Birdie to express their feelings with words. Dancing their feelings out helped them overcome many struggles in life. Now it was more than just an expression of emotions, now it’s their creative outlet, their livelihood and just about the best damn thing in their life. It took them by surprise how much teaching choreo to others would fulfill their life. But watching Malachi hitting every detail precisely and conveying the idea they had worked on for days filled them with such pride. But … 

“Nicely done!”, Birde clapped as the music ended and they finished with the end pose. “You look almost as good as me”, they just had to tease the singer before taking a long sip from their water bottle. Wiping away the sweat beads on their forehead, Birdie let out a deep sigh. Nothing felt quite as good as moments like these. “Let’s take a five, maybe ten minutes break! It’s way too hot for me right now”, with that being said, the dancer just lay down on the floor and watched the other in the wall of mirrors. Despite their passion for dancing and choreographing, there were still moments filled with wonders. A deep sigh escaped their lips. Where would they be now in their career if they weren’t dropped by the label… 

Piles of records and books towering over each other. 5-year-old movie tickets pinned on the wall. Everything is everywhere. But in this chaos, there is coziness. A piano covered in dust. A big, soft blanket lying across the big couch. Big tea mugs standing on the table, perhaps from last night. In the air lingers the aroma of coffee. Mismatched old furniture.

A low groan left their lips as they were standing in the middle of the chaos called their home. The apartment was quite spacious which only meant that they could fill it with thousands of trinkets that some people would consider trash. But how could they get rid of the little stones on the beach that they went to years ago with their best friend in Germany? How were they supposed to throw away the dried bouquet that they got themselves on their birthday? Was it a Little sad? Yes, but it still had emotional value to them. So the bouquet was staying in the glass bottle on a shelf filled with other trinkets. It was not like they didn’t tidy up regularly. Once a week or maybe every two weeks, they would tidy up. Certainly it was not some Marie Konto level of tidiness, but was sufficient. But it would only last for two or three days.

Getting tired of tidying up they lied down on the floor and stared at the ceiling. “Maybe Juniper doesn’t mind it”, they picked up the small plushie and talked to it. The they wrench their nose, “yeah, I know I should still tidy up because it’s respectful and whatever. I don’t want to look too bad. It’s not like Juniper has never seen my mess before…Argh! I know, it’s no excuse. A messy place isn’t inviting to chilling. You are right, Brötchen” after debating with their childhood plushie, they got up and continued with their seemingly never ending endeavor. After two hours, the place looked quite nice, Brötchen the Teddybär was sitting neatly in the couch and there was enough time for a proper shower before their friend came over.

Even though, Estella wasn’t the group that they first worked with, they were the first group that they had been around since the beginning of the group. It felt like it was just yesterday that they dort got to meet the girls and work on their choreo for their first album. Now they already knew each other for two years. It seemed so surreal. Putting on a simple black low side tank top, the once promising idol looked at themselves in the mirror. Their long sleek black hair was still a little damp from the shower. They might not be the star they once dreamed to be, but they could live a fairly good life off something that they were passionate about, dancing.

As the door bell rang. They quickly put on some necklace then rushed to the door. A bright smile instantly spread across their face as they landed their gaze on the idol. “You’re a little late, Juniper. Come in!”