catching fire
@rkyjun
if he’s being honest, he’s a little –– no, he’s a lot nervous. it’s not exactly a solo schedule since he’s got two other trainees helping him out ( which he’s most definitely thankful for! ), but he’s more or less leading this workshop. when he’d entered his idea, he wasn’t quite sure just how interesting a body percussion workshop would be like, yet one way or another, samsung had decided to go along with it.
he stands by the front of the room, playing with his fingers as he awaits the ‘students’. how should he address them? guys sounded too informal while, fellow students sounded a little too formal. everyone. yea, he should go with everyone. that sounded better.
he’d already thought up the plan for the workshop, had videos and gifts ready, he’d attempt to win their hearts with gifts of course! as he awaits their arrival, he spots a familiar face. it takes him a moment, but not too long, to put the name to the face.
“choi yeonjun...?” he asks as he approaches the boy. immediately he breaks out into a smile, and he wonders if the relief is obvious on his face. “hi!” he beams, “a-ah, sorry i got a little too excited seeing you here!” he blushes, embarrassed at how loud he must’ve been. he scratches the back of his neck and smiles. “wow! you signed up for body percussion, huh? why? do you find it very interesting?” he asks, and it’s only then when he realizes that he might be talking to yeonjun a little too casually –– after all, they’d only ever met three times before. “oh, sorry again,” gently he pats his own mouth as he pouts. “i’m just really glad to see you here! it’s nice having a familiar face! honestly... i’m kinda nervous,” he whispers, crinkling his nose.
