noir

“everything’s always your fault, dumbass. duh”

“i feel attacked, for no reason.”

“why didn’t you say that before we left?”

“i might have been bagging on the fact that you’d know where we’re going...”

“It’s your fault for asking me to come with, then. Maybe next time we should pick a country that at least one of us has been to before.” 

“nothing’s ever my fault. false information. guess we’re gonna get lost together.”

“i guess. but it’s not as intimidating as a real debut.”

“perhaps. though when you do debut, won’t the intimidation be gone then?”

“take responsibility for once in your life, weirdo.

“why do that when i can pin the blame on someone else?”

“well, we can always enlist google maps? it’s omniscient. it’s been everywhere.”

“but where’s the fun in that? that’s lame and boring.”

“the one time i decide to trust someone other than myself and they’re a complete dumbass. great. might as well call my family to let them know i’m gonna die.”

“maybe your judgement of people is a bit wrong then, huh?”

“on a scale of one to ten how mad do you think our managers will be if we order a room service feast?”

“i don’t know. let’s find out? though your one is paying since you came up with idea.”

“i think i like this trainee program thing. i get to perform without the huge crushing pressure and time crunch of being in a group…..and i still get a little anonymity, since there’s no chance of getting as popular.”

“i mean, aren’t you already popular being a big three trainee and being in idol project? surely this just adds to your popularity...”

“you think if i ask nicely the tour will forget me in new york?”

“why ask nicely? hold them at ransom with the risk of tarnishing everyone on the tour’s rep.”

“This weather is driving me crazy! Can mother nature just make up her mind and decide if October will be hot or cold.” Groaning, rolling her eyes obviously annoyed. “I want winter already.” Looking over to the person next to her. “What do you think? Isn’t this season crazy?’

“i mean, i just wear a jumper over a t-shirt so if it gets too hot, i take the jumper off and put it back on if i’m cold, but i wouldn’t describe it as crazy. more like... a normal autumnal season?”

“now listen, i like the concept of lullaby and i enjoy promoting it on tour. but i’d rather release more songs like hobgoblin. i feel like it was the concept toxxik was meant to stay with.”

“i mean, chase me kinda gave me hobgoblin vibes and more so maybe you’ll stick with that? i swear that was a big project three-sixty was doing.”

“reputation or ego. either work.”

“reputation sounds better, then it doesn’t sound so dickish.”

“I thought fans liked seeing idols wearing what they bought them. Why would someone buy an idol something like that?”

“because clearly they’re nasty and can’t find good enough fanart of me.”

“Isn’t it always a surprise if people don’t expect you to show up?” She sighed a little. “I’m sure it will soon enough. Is it just you who isn’t busy, or is it everyone?” Kiseon had never had a real job before, but she hoped that that was how things worked, and that it was his whole company who wasn’t busy and not just him.

While she didn’t regret not telling Ryder that she was part of a girl group, she felt a little guilty that she wasn’t entirely honest with him. The peace and quiet of having a friend that didn’t expect anything from her as an idol was more than enough to keep that mostly at bay. Echoes was starting to gain popularity and more people were recognizing her and the girls. Having someone who didn’t know was kind of comforting. She bent over the corner of the page she was reading before closing her book and laying it on the table. “Oh, yeah. My, uh…. My team and I were just given more to do, so this is the first bit of time I’ve had to myself in a while. It’s nice to not be alone, though. I’m glad you showed up.”

“that’s true,” ryder replied, taking a sip of his coffee before shrugging. “just me - the other guys have got things they’re doing so it’s only me with the free time. they’re jealous, obviously, which they should be and i’m milking it as much as i can.”

to say ryder didn’t recognise kacey would be untruthful; from the get go he knew he had seen her face somewhere. despite being an idol he never kept up with debuts and groups but he couldn’t help but think kiseon was among something that had been anticipated. he shrugged it off as her looking similar to someone or her being an ulzzang. “glad i could be here,” he said with a smile. “so work’s been stressful then?”