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Starter for @sgndylan

First day attending the school’s guitar club and Kyungsoo was... nervous. Not for playing but for the other people that would be attending. Guitar, although not his main instrument, was still one that he had mastered at a very young age. He questioned if this club was even a good idea considering he felt there wasn’t much else to learn and he did not believe he belonged with beginners. Clearly the boy didn’t understand the concept of a ‘club’. Luckily, this was the only thing he was smug about.

He walked in slowly, guitar slung around his shoulder as his eyes scanned around the room. Sitting in the front, alone with guitar in hand was whom he believed to be the president of the club. The other must’ve not noticed Kyungsoo since he continued to play to himself. The sound was beautiful, the other’s fingers moving skillfully across the fretboard while expressively strumming. Kyungsoo’s mouth dropped open from such expertise, suddenly feeling his chest tighten from the thought of inadequacy. This was way different from what he expected...

Of course /he’s/ the president, he seems like a show off...

What has gotten into him? Kyungsoo wasn’t the one to let others get the better of him, but after being told his entire life that he was the greatest musician of his time, a child prodigy, of course it got to his head. It was the only thing he had. The only thing he was. In the blink of an eye, Kyungsoo’s insecurities manifested as the president and his shy, nervous expression turned to one of slight annoyance.