although he had had his amount of singing lessons throughout the years, siwoo had never tried teaching a class for himself, and the thought of having to do so was rather nerve-racking. sure he considered himself a good vocalist -- he would not have a position as main vocal if not -- but surely there were other more talented people out there who could do a better job. alas, his random choosing had brought this upon him so he believed fate must have willed it like this. still, he wasn’t shy to sneak into a different class earlier than his to pick up some good tips and tricks. beside, he always felt as though his dancing wasn’t up to par for the advanced choreographies vive was doing, so it definitely wouldn’t hurt to get a bit of advice on that. of course he had forgotten the fact that all students had to be under eighteen.

      one event that duri did manage to pick himself and bc entertainment agreed on was letting him teach at the performing arts center. of course, duri had decided that he would be one of the people teaching vocals, considering the fact that he holds a lot of knowledge in the craft and instrument of vocals. sure, he could have probably done a songwriting or composing class, but if he was honest - he wasn’t really sure how to actually teach that or even begin to really explain it. not to mention, he really believed everyone’s process of songwriting and composing was different - so, what he could possibly teach in those two crafts may not actually work for all the kids that would be attending the classes. so, thus, he decided that he would instead, teach one of the hour long vocal classes. he was much more confident in that, so to speak. 

looking around the set, while there were a few company mates who looked like they didn’t mind the shoot, there were a couple who’s facial expressions mimicked her own. walking up to seola and taking a seat in the empty chair besides her, jaein let out a heavy sigh as she rolled her eyes as far back as she could. “this is annoying,” she laid out before blowing a piece of hair out of her face. her stylist won’t love her for that move, but she’ll need to get everything retouched anyway before the next shooting session. “were we always advertised as a family or is this some new thing they’re trying out?” 

Photoshoots are always a point of conflict for Sunghee. By now, they’ve mostly managed to learn what people expect from them. It’s easier when the photographer is very opinionated and doesn’t hesitate to direct them to the best of their ability — which most of them don’t, especially after a couple of words from Sunghee’s manager — but they more or less manage to navigate the ones that don’t say much and just expect Sunghee to use everything they had learned during their training. It was hard when they had to do a photoshoot by themself. Both for their solo album and then the magazine cover, Sunghee had honestly felt a bit out of place and anxious. But with other people around them, it’s not so bad, even if most of them are not from their group. 

It seemed as though BC Entertainment had decided to up CHARM’s activity and schedules for the time being, because Daisuke had been running back and forth between CHARM activities, practices and his own personal schedules like a mad man for the past few weeks. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it wasn’t a great thing either. It was more so a conflicting emotion for Daisuke. He enjoyed working, he truly did, but on the other hand, his social meter was naturally already at a low intake setting, and having to participate in multiple schedules a day was more draining than anything. There was always a feeling of satisfaction at the end of a long work day, but the feeling of exhaustion sometimes outweighed that. 

being a music show mc for the second time, this time on a different show, was starting to come to an end. if duri was completely honest, it was bittersweet in a way. he was mcing with some really good friends once again, which was really nice. however, he did look forward to having less on his plate when it came to no longer mcing. plus, he had a lot that was coming up in general when it came to his own schedules and knight’s schedules, so he was pretty much looking forward to there being a lot less to do. even though he was having a good time mcing with both daisuke and minah. 

duri was doing his usual thing after he had gotten ready to host the show. he was walking around backstage, awaiting for the mcs to be called. he liked doing this before the show, considering the fact that he didn’t get much of a chance to actually interact with others throughout the show. plus, duri was never someone to stay inside of his dressing room - it always felt too small, no matter how big it possibly was. he just liked to be where the people are, much like ariel. 

Oh dear lord, she should not have fallen asleep a few sets before going on stage. To be fair, the costumes and make up for this live show was fairly simple and comfortable to Maya, that sitting while sitting on the sofa waiting for the rest of the members got done, she got bored with gaming on her phone and inevitably falling asleep. 

... and also ripping the side of her top.  

“Fuck.” hissing under her breath, looking slightly panicked around trying to make sure that none of the managers was near her to hear her cursing or see the predicament she is in. But of course, instantly she could feel someone’s laser eyes on her. Turning towards the sharp gaze directed her way, “...help.” Maya pleadingly whines at Seola, waving her hand as she gestures for leader aid her in her time of need. 

When Chunhwa had signed up for the teaching activity, she hadn’t really paid attention to what she was setting herself up to. There wasn’t anything else in the list she was particularly interested in doing besides the fashion show and she still had to choose something else. Knowing Dimensions, they’d expected to do something that could showcase one of her skills, so teaching kids how to sing it was. Chunhwa didn’t mind kids in the first place, and the years she spent helping to teach classes in her grandmother’s studio allowed for her to have some level of experience with it. The problem by far wasn’t the activity in itself, which was truly not something that bothered her, but the fact that she was expected to wake up at ass o’clock in the morning in order to do so.