#bb.sch

it really did feel like a wonder. like this day would never come and now it was here and for some reason, bambam didn't know how to feel about it. in the end, moving quickly and quietly was most likely the best for him. it was still a little awkward to talk to the members outside of the ones she already had a good relationship with.

and right now? none were around.

it was just him and the stylist who gave him his first set of clothing. ( though he was told he wouldn't have to change too much. )

all in all, he thought he was ready by the time it was time for him to get on set. ( and once the concept was explained, bambam thought it was like a calm chaos. their song was way more relaxed than the music video would be. )

still, he wanted to do well. well enough that everyone saw how serious he was. ( later he'd realize that he might've been too withdrawn in an effort to make sure he did well. ) bambam could say it was fun at least, he did a pretty good job at pretending in front of the camera. that they were as close as the music video made it out to be. he didn't mess up too much, they didn't have to constantly repeat takes because of him and that was already a bright spot in his eyes.

( during break, he called his mom so he could tell her how amazing it was. if they were allowed to have people on set, he would've invited her. )

and after break, it was bad to work. he was sure he'd recall the smaller details later but right now everything was a blur of just wanting to get it right. there was also how tiring it could be, the lights during modeling were now nothing compared to the heat of the cameras. soon enough, they were rapping up and he was changing back into his normal clothing. the makeup was wiped off and he felt strangely tired.

he just wondered how long it would this would take. only because it seemed like there was not much he had to do. just stare into the camera and look a little forlorn.

just much of this would he be able to get wrong? ( he hopped he didn't get anything wrong. )

he was moved along pretty well, taken from hair and makeup and wardrobe and in front of the camera. his fist thing was simply walking out of a room, straightforward and nothing much to it. try and be slow with his movements and his face pretty neutral. they did it a few times before it seemed to be alright. ( not that they yelled at he was doing anything wrong, seonghwa didn't know why kept repeating it. ) then he was moved towards another part of the set. this time in front of a window and they told him to close his eyes and simply look relaxed.

which was hard to do when he knew he was being watched.

at some point, he managed to relax his face enough, until they told him he could open his eyes and move again and it looked like this would be the final stop. this time he was on a bed, staring at a tv. he was aware the camera zoomed in on his eyes and seonghwa tried to maintain the look they wanted, slightly disinterested. then they hold him to hold the remote and look at the tv with just a tad more interest.

and after a few times of recording, it was finally over. seonghwa stood clueless for a moment before a staff member waved him over and drifted to where some of the staff stood, watching the recording he just did and for a moment he wondered if they would send him back. but they didn't, he was allowed to go back and change his clothing.

he had wondered a lot about doing this.

at first it was a cool idea and then he wondered if it was the wrong idea. a very wrong idea. but he was also a announced as a member now and soon enough he'd be promoting with convex.

so he went for it.

the v-live was going to be done in at sphere, in one of the meeting rooms. and there would be a staff member there because he wasn't comfortable with doing it by himself. he hadn't really earned it to be comfortable with the fans. not yet.

and he wished he had his old confidence when it went live. then he'd have to fake it. "hello! nice to meet you, i'm convex's park seonghwa." and in the silence that followed, he wondered if he should've just said park seonghwa or seonghwa. now he had to push on or else he'd chicken out. "well.. i wanted to come and greet the fans since i've been announced as a member. some people may know but for those who don't..it's nice to meet you."

because he wasn't sure if he had fans that followed him. it didn't feel like it but who knew? "should i tell you about myself? i've been added as a part of the rap unit but i als enjoy dancing..." he trailed off and took a chance to look at the comments. hopping he'd only see the positive ones, that there were positive ones at least.

"thank you, thank you." seonghwa grinned a little, a comment talking about his hair. maybe, he should've given the company more credit.

"i think this style fit's me...it's been a while since i've colored my hair this dark." and like that, he had found himself replying back to any of the comments he saw. it was going well, better than expected but he also knew that the app would try and filter bad comments.

but it was good for now.