~ god ~

       Apollo looked at her, his eyes still teary from eating one of the pieces of the lemon. "Is this really going to help my expressions?", he asked septically. Apparently, it was a known trick to control your expressions to eat a lemon and not make any faces; he had a hard time believing it though, even if he did it in the end.

       Wenxin hadn't been able to see his sister recently, much to his dismay. It was understandable considering their packed schedules; the only time they could see each other was at home and at that time, one of them was always too exhausted to do anything or even speak. The big event organised by all the companies was actually an opportunity for the siblings to be able to see each other more for a couple of days, as such, he didn't complain that much about having to be backstage and help artists. "Xiaomei!", he exclaimed with a bright smile as she appeared in his line of vision. "Come here!", he then said in mandarin. He wasn't sure if she had been chosen as a mc or if she had to work backstage but either way, Wenxin was glad to see her.

       "Are you and that man a couple?", he asked innoncently out of the blue. "Or are you and the girl a couple?" Honestly all the scandals had him confused as to what was real and was wasn't; he only wanted answers. He wasn't usually this out going, meaning he would've never spoke to the idol first but his curious side had took over for a little while. "I'm sorry", he then said after realising it wasn't any of his business.

       Being backstage to the concert was somewhere he'd never imagine being. As a model, such a high scale singing and dancing event didn't fit him at all. He still didn't understand how he ended up there; it all happened so fast. One of the staff from millionaire he was close to had asked him for help and dragged him backstage in a matter of minutes. Apollo wasn't that keen on being a mc so he had stayed hidden when they were chosen and he figured he could avoid helping; turns out being backstage was the only other option for the model. The performance of girl group QUEEN was over and, like a good wannabe staff, he hurried to the girls with bottles of water and towels. "Here it is", he spoke loudly.

      Apollo wasn't THAT much of a introvert but it was a fact that he usually would try to get close to people from Millionaire Media more than the other companies (and even then, it's not like he tried that hard to get closer to others). Nonetheless, sometimes (when he was bored mostly) he did approach artists or staff from the other companies. Today was the day apparently; he had just bumped into the songwriter by accident. "I'm so sorry!", he exclaimed as he bowed deeply. He hadn't wanted a first meeting to be something so cliche like bumping into the other but what could he do at this point? He was embarassed.

      "Why did you become a trainee?", he asked with slight difficulty. While his korean had improved greatly since he started working for the company, he still struggled with pronunciation. He could only hope the other party would understand. "Seems too difficult.", he simplified his thoughts. What he REALLY wanted to say was that the trainee life was so time consuming and you weren't even sure you would debut. The uncertainty of it all wasn't appealing for him, he wanted to understand why someone would go through all of that for the possibility of nothing.

      With the concerts going on, Apollo had a lot of time on his hands and didn't know what to do with it. His schedule was toned down so the attention of all the staff would be on the big event and it's not like he would ask for more jobs. No matter how much he enjoyed his job, who would do that? "Is it hard?", he asked, his accent poking out. He was slightly curious about the scale of the concert; while he had attended more social events than he could count, something like that was new to him. He figured the idol would know more about it.