#247woosung

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Kang Daniel has no discernible personality and let's not even mention his visuals. There's something that just throws me off about him, even while he was in Cheongnam (although he barely turned up to class anyways, what a star student). I can't bear to watch a charity case like him strutting about like he owns the damn place, what a farce.

- Anonymous

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( — @247woosung )

A singing workshop wasn’t really something Jiyong was pressingly in need of, but he signed up for one partly out of pure curiosity, partly because he felt like it was his obligation as the head of a record label. Maybe he himself wouldn’t make much use of this knowledge he was about to gain, yet he could pass it onto the aspiring artists under his wing. He always preferred to stick with less vocally-demanding forms when it came to creating music, so it certainly urged him to step outside his comfort zone. 

When his gaze drank in the surroundings, it took a fleeting moment for him to assume he probably was one of the oldest participants. There were a few familiar faces around, he deemed it to be a rather positive sign. Some of them he saw solely on screen, others he was more or less lucky to cross paths with backstage during various shows and festivals. After all, the South Korean music industry was quite a small and cramped world, what he was promptly reminded of when he caught a glimpse of him.

Quelling a vexed groan as he looked off to the side, he fought down a displeased frown and flaunted a forced polite smile thereupon. As long as he didn’t have to come in direct contact with Daniel, surviving in the same space as him shouldn’t be so challenging.