next gen s2 part 5.
ā luciel performs bang. ( line distribution )
the curtains are finally coming to a close.
a few months ago, if you asked luciel about what he thought about performing as an idol, he would have said something along the lines of: me, a star? iāll entertain that thought. iāll like doing them as a hobby⦠but doing it professionally is a different thing. i canāt become a star.
he didnāt tell anyone about it. it was purely out of impulse. it was curiosity. in his entire life, as long as he worked hard and poured efforts in, he could do anything, even if he didnāt had passion for them. heād continue life, as if nothing particularly special happened to him.
in nextgen, efforts wasnāt enough. for the first two performances (that werenāt his audition), he just didnāt shine. he wasnāt bad, but there was nothing special to him.
luciel knew that. he just found it a tiny bit hilarious that they managed to capture who he is as a person; dreamless and blank. a canvas is supposed to be colourful and beautiful, but lucielās canvas was achromatic. there is nothing special about him.
heās never special in the eyes of anyone, even his own adoptive parents.
somehow in his third performance, he shone. even for a brief moment, he became a star. his best friend was on puzzle team, and he also had this weird conflict thing going on with siwoo (that animosity eventually faded, and now theyāre strangely closer. they even began to text each other out of practice). he started bonding with people. luciel also started to digest the weight of having other peopleās dreams on his shoulder, even more so with the finale team that initially came with many conflicts.
most of all, they were performing an original song. luciel canāt put the original composer and choreographer to shame, can he? he would have carried that shame for the rest of his life.
luciel remembers the feeling of burning like a star, and takes it with him to the finale. it canāt just burn brightly, it has to burn even more intensely than his previous stage.
is this what passion is supposed to feel like?
it feels like his heart is on fire. is this what chasing a dream feels like? if he gets signed, could he continue chasing after that burn?
oh luciel, youāre selfish.
his steps to the stage felt heavier. the scene wasnāt an unfamiliar sight, but this time it was more different. this performance was being broadcasted to the world, and there is a larger audience before them. they were people supporting the contestants of nextgens, maybe even their families and friends too.
luciel wonders, briefly, if his parents were watching this.
would his brother watch him?
itāll be fine. he doesnāt lets it get to him. he would never.
intead, for another day, could he be selfish and become a star? even for three minutes?
the opening goes to luciel. itās an important part of the song, to open the performance impactfully. he gets into position and raises his arm to cover his eyes. as he moves it downwards and starts to sing, he flashes a confident gaze into his audience and dances. right before his second line of āla la la la la la la laā, he grins while he tilts his head to the side, tongue peeking out ever so slightly.
his body is moving exactly like he wants to, more than before. it oozes confidence. it wasnāt just the confidence he had from puzzle, itās the confidence of someone who doesnāt cares about the world and allowed his wings to spread wide. heās free, and he can do whatever he wants. itās aggressive and powerful, but even with that intensity he still matches well with the rest of the team. the team building exercise wasnāt for nothing after all, alongside the practices they had with the rest of the team. itās not something he doesnāt knows, but he also realises that whenever he and siwoo were beside each other in some way, they looked really good.
everyone pays attention, to the way I look special. for those eyes, itās a waste to use my time.
it was funny that luciel understood this part of the lyrics. so he embodied that. the way everyone paid attention to the way he looked special ā his wealth, his talents, looks, and even personality ā even though he was never born special. why should he care about those eyes? hah, wasnāt it a waste of his time? why should he care about trash like them? so lucielās lips curled up, complete with conceited eyes with his head tilted up.
it also had been difficult for luciel to sing this part. he knew how to modulate intensities vocally, yet he struggled because it was a higher pitch than the usual low ones heās comfortable with singing. thanks to practicing with inho though, he managed to pull it off seamlessly. shifting the note up and down. when he realises he pulled it off, unknowingly, his confidence grew stronger.
La la La la la La la la.
did you see? i will find my way (ooh ooh oohh~)
put everything down feel me up (feel me upp~)
shout myself to the world rock the world (rock - the worldd~)
at first, luciel didnāt felt so bad about losing out on the high note. it made perfect sense. yet as they continued practicing together, he couldnāt help but to feel a sense of loss. oh, was he being selfish back then? maybe. because then he decided that heāll make the adlibs his, and raise the quality of the performance. make it pleasant for his audience to listen to, let them be in awe as they became unable to turn their eyes away from the performance. he sings passionately, showing the world-
at the corner of his eyes, he sees someone familiar in the front row, holding a signboard that cheesily wrote: ājihyun ganbatte!ā in japanese. he looks exactly like how luciel last saw him, but healthier alongside those gentle eyes and a warm smile he could never hope imitate.
he couldnāt shame his brother now, right?
even if he noticed him when the performance was ending, he gave his all. he showed the world what he can do.
ryeo jihyun, otherwise also known as luciel, felt himself shining the brightest that day.
he also smiled without putting on an act.
the curtains draws to a close.