#fmdhyojung

oh no. fear registered before her hands moved at the feeling of her mic pack slipping. within the second, so much happened that sung couldn’t tell the order of a single action, but when she did catch up, she’d literally caught the pack, by the tip of her finger. she readjusted her grip so as to not ruin her work and render it unusable. as she did, though, sung found the wiring had fallen out of her clothing too. all of fifteen seconds was spent working on getting it back into place on her own, before hyojung walked by and, in sung’s eyes, solved all of her problems.

“um, excuse me!” joosung greeted formally, but a touch loudly so as to not miss her on her way past. she took the distance between them and squashed it, so she could speak at a more normal volume. mic and pack held up between too hands, she jolted them forward an inch as a prop before explaining the situation, then continued with, “my collar’s quite high so it’s difficult to... i know this may be awkward, but would you mind helping me get it back up?”

everything was so loud. equinox’s performance wouldn’t come for quite a while, and kiana needed a break. solitude.

before her heart burst out of her chest, kiana found the first closet she could to slip into. -more like a repurposed green room with how big it was, and... why... couldn’t... she be alone...

with a tight lipped smile, kiana greeted hyojung, and gave a short bow. “what... are you up to in here?”

after the initial wave of getting settled in, sung went wandering around the house, just to land on a selene member near the kitchen. as the perfect opportunity to get closer to those she was sharing a home with for the next couple of days, she slipped over and leaned against a counter. “congrats on your placement. you guys did a really good performance out there. and now we’re here.” she gestured around at the general essence of the house. “it’s a bit like fate, don’t you think?”

fate may have sounded a dramatic way to put the situation, but to joosung, fate came in many forms. the life altering romantic love ways, yes, but also in the smaller ways like pairing candy with two groups outside of bc that she hadn’t had all that much chance to interact with. “i quite like the house of silver, metaphorically especially. silver is a little underrated, but very beautiful and still pricey. it’s like we’re in a place where we could become a diamond, with enough pressure.” she wasn’t sure how sound her metaphors were, considering she was never the best in school, but she hoped her intention came across either way.

👀 + ask me anything — accepting!

what's the biggest regret you have about your life so far?

“I wish I had taken dancing more seriously when I was younger. My grandma owns a dance studio, so why couldn’t I have gotten a grip and actually taken the classes? My life would be easier as a trainee if I hadn’t been trying to both improve my dancing and my singing. But oh well.”

what's one thing about your brother that you're most jealous about?

❝ the eight of swords demands an answer. surrounded by obstacles and threads on all sides, you find yourself the victim, your perceptions keep you from opening your wings and taking flight. you cannot hang here much longer. @fmdhyojung

jihoon makes a straight b-line for her as soon as he sees her in the canteen. he doesn’t even bother to go get food, that could wait, there was a queue as well, so he knew he could at least squeeze some time into talking with hyojung. it wasn’t that rare for him to go out of his way to ask people for help, in all honesty, he did it a lot more than people gave him credit for. he has just never been blunt about it. maybe that’s why people didn’t think he asked for help.. oh well.

“hello.“ he says, head bowing politely as he sits in front of the other “noona, i have a question.“ he doesn’t even miss a beat as he laces his fingers in front of him, hands resting on the table. maybe he was being a bit too mysterious about it. but he gave it enough thought to just know he needed an answer or two. maybe three, he wasn’t sure yet. gold star had been very generous to him, giving him way more than he has ever asked for and he is worried they will indeed put him in a situation he isn’t prepared for. afterall, it was gold star they were under.

living with other people has always been a little strange for ruby. back in shanghai, she was accustomed to having a room of her own, never having to share her treasured personal space with anyone else — one of the perks of being an only child. when she’d moved to korea, the constant noise and antics by her fellow trainees in the dorms were overwhelming, especially since she lacked the vocabulary to fully comprehend most of what was going on around her.

at this point, though, ruby has grown to not mind it. in fact, she finds comfort in the constant company of her members, a balm to the longing ache she sometimes feels from being away from her hometown. more often than not, she’s thankful for having debuted in a group which she considers not too small, nor too large. it feels almost like a family, her members akin to siblings she wished she’d had growing up.