first love

All about Lucas’ NPC family, friends, & love interests :)

the family!

JACKIE MARIE LAZANSKI

b. April 6, 1965, adoptive mother An elementary school teacher, Jackie Lazanski is Lucas’ adoptive mother. She married real-estate tycoon Frank Lazanski in 1991, and he passed away in the summer of 1996. She adopted Lucas shortly thereafter. The adoption was finalized October 1997. She hasn’t remarried, but is currently dating local high school principal Luis Garcia. Jackie is kind, nurturing, strong, and good-humored. Lucas thinks she’s the most wonderful human being on the planet. When he’s not on schedules, he flies back to LA to be with his family.

AVA JANE MCNAMARA

b. November 3, 1986, adoptive sister

Ava is a nuclear engineer who was born to Frank and Jackie before their marriage. She graduated from the University of Michigan. As the eldest child, she tends to baby Mia and Lucas. It was a running joke among Lucas’ friends that Lucas had a “hot, smart sister,” and consequently, it was eventually through Ava’s social media posts that Sophie Coram-Connell found out about Zoey. She is married to lawyer Joseph McNamara. Ava is caring, level-headed, dependable, relaxed, and wholesome. Lucas is incredibly close to Ava and looks up to her. She often helped him with his math homework in high school, and she attends Prism concerts whenever she can. Ava currently lives in San Francisco, California, and enjoys meeting up with her brother and sister as much as she can.

AMELIA “MIA” GRACE LAZANSKI

b. June 18, 1991, adoptive sister

Mia is a neurosurgeon who graduated from Harvard Medical School. She is Jackie’s middle child. She went to high school at the same time as her brother, so she tended to chauffeur Lucas and his friends around, which she often (jokingly) bemoaned. Mia was also close to Zoey, and was a senior while Lucas dated her junior year. Mia has been dating fellow neurosurgeon Thomas Baines for nine years, and has a four-year-old son, Lucas Lazanski-Baines, with him. Mia is likable, humorous, energetic, friendly, and ambitious.

Lucas is as close to Mia as he is to Ava, if not a little bit closer, as he attended high school with her and matches her closer in personality. Ava currently lives in Queens, New York, and occasionally splits her time at her vacation house near Lucas’ own home in Seoul.

Dude. It was literally such a good day. Who the hell pulls this kind of shit on a day like this? It was pretty cool or whatever, getting to hang out with Saeun as always and then hitting the gym. That protein shake’s got Zanski on some shit, and he’s on top of the world.

Or at least, he was.

See, Lucas is a good dude. His bros come first. It’s why they’ve got a weekly call session. Sure, maybe sometimes he can’t make it, and maybe it drives some of his managers up the wall when he retreats into some dark back-alley to see what the hell is up with Mateo, but again... bros before... whatever. Bros first, is his point.

So when tonight, Biceps Miles calls halfway to tears, Zanks chucks that weight back onto the squat rack and practically books it to the airport. If Saeun hadn’t sent him a text asking if they were still on for ramen tomorrow, he would’ve actually been on the next plane back to Beverly Hills. (Heh. Bros before everything but Saeun, then, probably. Ryan would make SO much fun of him for that one.)

See, it takes a lot to make Biceps cry. Zanks has known him since middle school and he didn’t even cry when that lifting accident totally effed up both his biceps. Didn’t cry when he got hit by that bus (dude, he’s so lucky the biceps thing happened first or else he’d be Bus Miles). Didn’t cry when he got plastered and literally fell off a third-floor balcony at Valerie Benson’s seventeenth birthday bash (Balcony Miles). So this... must’ve been bad.

And bad it is. Holy shit.

It’s well-written, it really is. But it’s so goddamn traumatizing that not even Ryan could tease them about it. In fact, Ryan turned totally gray and just deadass left the call. Lucas wishes he could leave this whole universe. Astral project for, like, a whole year or something, until this whole situation is clean. Because seriously... Lucas Lazanski x Biceps Miles?

He’s well-aware of all the shit that goes down between Minho and Xion in these tags. But... why the hell is this thing so well-written?! Seventy-thousand words?!

He’s in the fetal position by the time he hears footsteps, phone in hand, rocking himself back and forth. He doesn’t even bother looking up to see who it is.

Ahhh, heaven. It’s rare to see Daehyun so lighthearted-- so childish, so sweet-- except for when he’s here. Dough-Re-Mi. The friendly jingle of the door greets him. He’s proud to say that this is the only place in pretty much all of Seoul that IdolWatch doesn’t even know an idol frequents. There’s nothing like the sweet smell of doughnuts, or a nice white sheet cake, or-- oh, oh!! Over there, do his eyes deceive him?! Is that... dare he say it... a brand new flavor?!

He’s no dancer for nothing. A hop, skip, and a jump away, he’s practically humming his own theme song as he plays hopscotch along the checker-tiled floors toward his destination, childish grin plastered across his face. Yup. Heaven, alright.

If this is Heaven, then Geum Remi is the Lord. No one, and he means no one, knows how to bake a cake like Remi. He’s already got her offering for today: a delicious cabbage stew, complete with extra shrimp and extra meat. He always makes a couple extra servings for her grandkids, too, and then some. It’s neatly tied up in a plastic bag today, and he knows that tomorrow, when he’s back, she’ll give him back the Tupperware and he’ll give her a different meal in exchange for that delicious... mouthwatering...

“New cake today, Daehyun-ah,” Remi greets with that warmth that always brings out the same in him. “Green tea flavored.”

“You had me at new cake,” he responds with a glowing smile-- one that few people get to see. He passes over his bag with stew and rice, and she passes over a slice on a dingy little plate. He’s already digging in before she’s finished headed to the back with a chuckle to refrigerate his meal-- which is, without a doubt, delicious. Just like this cake.

By the time he’s helped himself to a second serving, standing at the counter (he’ll take out some more later), he’s eating with such gusto that he doesn’t notice when another figure comes up right next to him. Just like that, his good mood evaporates as his elbow smacks down on top of the figure’s head. Nobody. And he means. Nobody. (Except Remi.) Gets to see Park Daehyun in this good a mood. He gives the figure a critical onceover before deciding that they don’t seem to be anybody of consequence. No cameras, no video evidence.

“This bakery is usually empty at this hour. Who do you think you are, coming into my happy place like this? Are you stalking me? You want an autograph from the great Park Daehyun? Pathetic. You should be ashamed of yourself, stalking me like this.”

When it comes to a party, Aera knows how to throw a good one. And if there’s any event that requires a celebration, it’s obviously their first official night as a group! Or, like, whatever, since everyone else is supposed to arrive soon... including, maybe, Eunji... seriously, as great as it was to have the opportunity to see Seonhwa and Kaori again, what was the point if Eunji was gonna be there?

But whatever-- she’s not Jeon Aera for nothing! So far, it’s just her and the five other final contestants at the dorms, with some of the girls relaxing in their rooms and others milling about. With the others set to arrive a little after seven, she’s feeling pretty restless herself... she does, after all, want to know more than maybe anyone who their last three groupmates were set to be.

It’s this impatience that has her pacing the living room, slumping upside-down against the back of the couch, sprawling out on the coffee table. This wait should be, like, criminal.

“yyyyyaaaaHHHHH...!!” She calls into the empty living room. “Come hang out with me before the filming, I’m bored!” 

The quickest way to Daehyun’s heart is through his stomach— specifically, through sweets. There’s hardly a soul alive knows about Daehyun’s love for anything sugar (somehow, it’s the only thing he truly loves more than himself). He refuses to let this become public; he’s even gone to the length of modifying his mattress so it has a special pocket where he can hide bags of bulk candy that he buys by the pound at corner stores. He’s always guaranteed to have a couple caramels or milk chocolates in his pocket to sneak when nobody is looking, and many nights, he can be found at a bakery that creates his favorite cakes and pastries where he’ll have almost a full meal on desserts alone. Ironically, the baker there is one of the few people Daehyun loves, respects, and considers a true friend, even if it’s only for the sheer quality of the cakes she makes.

Even though the grass only goes so far, Jeon Hamin and Jiae Park looks as if it goes on forever. The landscapers that Dahye had hired truly did an incredible job, Hyungmin thinks, to make a place that seems so intimate and yet so magical.

It’s one of his guilty pleasures to come here, to walk the short amount of time it takes from the headquarters to here. He’s had quite a few lunches here by himself, sitting and humming, planning and thinking, walking and sighing in the shade of the wisterias.

Tonight, that’s not his plan. No-- tonight, he’s invited one of his oldest friends to meet him by the rowboats, and when he spots her a short walk away, he smiles to himself. He doesn’t have many friends. It only makes him cherish the ones he does have that much more.

xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski “just me” xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski im a DELIGHT  xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski you know for making me read that sentence, i should tell junseo to check your photo album  xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski [xion played in 8-ball] xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski i cant believe you get away with faking votes and the ONE time i accidentally voted for sohee i get the silent treatment for a whole day xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski SUNNY WASNT EVEN AT RISK OF BEING ELIMINATED

CAT.EYE: IT.GIRL PACK

xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski lucas this is a korean phone number xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanskihow do you mix up an american and a korean phone number xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanski[xion sends 8-ball back] xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanskihyung i’ve never played this before xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanskiwhy are they all different colors xion ✉ ⇢ line leader lucas lazanskihyung if i win will you tell junseo you’ve been using snapchat to edit your pop!star voting confirmations

nana crouched down in front of the row of gimbap rolls in front of her, bright little markers advertising 2+1 sales slightly blocking her view of the dinner options. she reached in to grab a roll with bright red wrapping, the english word HOT! with multiple exclamation points scattered across the packaging. food advertising in convenience stores was nothing if not honest and in your face. she considered whether it was worth getting. the diet they had been put on since the line up for pop!star had been finalized wasn’t any more or less restrictive than the one they had before, but cracking down on it and any perceived breaking of it seemed to increase as the show went on. she sighed.

maybe she should just get a salad.

putting the gimbap roll back, she waved a quiet good bye to the roll before pushing herself up and off the floor. stretching her legs, she paused when she heard a familiar voice. she turned, coming face to face with lee hyungmin. 

the trainer was something of a legend among trainees. the rumor mill in the starscape entertainment building was never slow, and it always sped up whenever a new trainee was sent to work with hyungmin. he was the perceived gatekeeper, the trainer who every successfully debuted idol worked with at least once. nana remembered one of the older trainees telling her that all the members of cat.eye had worked with him only a year before their debut. and here they were. debuted and one of the top girl groups in south korea. 

perhaps that is part of the reason why he’s a regular trainer for pop!star. he was certainly talented, even the most inexperienced trainee could realize that. he was harsh and had a habit of picking and choosing favorites each week, but he didn’t seem as untouchable as he did when nana had seen him pass by in the hallways before. she bowed, straightening back up before realizing that might have been a strange thing to do in a convenience store. blushing, she pulled at her sleeves. 

“oh, um, yes? i think so. i just wanted a break from the building after yesterday.”

Hyungmin blinks owlishly at her explanation and shuffles awkwardly on both feet. That’s pretty reasonable, he supposes. Also he’s not on the clock, so it would be a waste of both their time if he were to tell her to go back to the dorm and do... what? Learn to dance? Dajeong had left for Jeju this morning to tan on the beach. Learn to live like an idol? Gaeul was doing whatever it was that decade-debuted idols did. Learn to sing? Well, Hyungmin was right here, trying to figure out what to eat for dinner.

He’s not really known for being a kind and gentle mentor; that’s more up Taeil’s alley, and currently Hyungmin’s sensing that there might be some Feelings Talk upcoming if he asks what’s wrong.

Besides, it’s obvious what’s wrong: they eliminated Kaori.

At the end of the day, Hyungmin’s coached so many idols their faces sorta blur together. The only ones who really stand out are the ones with better vocal promise, like Sunny or Minho. Even then he doesn’t really make it a point to be friends with idols or whatever, but somehow people tend to spill to him anyway. He’s inconsequential. He doesn’t care enough to repeat anyone’s secrets and that’s obvious, so secrets get fed to him. Besides, it’s only ever really interesting when it’s a senior idol. (Victoria, for example, could tell him anyone’s dirtiest secret if he bothered to ask. But he doesn’t ask-- they have a very nice understanding on a professional level. Victoria’s unruffled like that. Hyungmin simply doesn’t care.)

All this still doesn’t mean that Hyungmin’s totally unempathetic. These girls were friends with each other, aside from Eunji whom he had long since deemed untrainable because she thought she was too good for his training or something stupid like that. He’s barely even spoken to her since the first week. The girls who are close-- he more or less understands why they’d be upset that Eunji stayed but Kaori didn’t. So, after some internal debate, Hyungmin decides to channel his inner Taeil and offers a noise that could be construed as compassionate (which was his intention). He pats a big, awkward hand on her shoulder.

“It’s going to turn out okay. I have the feeling that they’re going to choose a good lineup.” He pauses for a moment, then after some internal debate, says, “Do you need to talk about it?”