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Geonwoo kicked his shoes off at the door, not bothering to put them in their proper space as he stalked into the dorm. He was in a bad mood, and he was sure that everyone knew it-- whether they cared or not was a different story. Not that it mattered to him, really, but maybe the ones who cared would have enough sense to not get in his way when he approached Haneul.
It was clear to Geonwoo, even without Haneul saying it to him outright, that the rapper and vocalist didn’t care much at all for what they were doing. The eight of them were in the thick of it, preparing for debut, recording, practicing, learning new lyrics and choreography-- and yet, it seemed that the elder would rather be doing anything other than that. It grated on Geonwoo to no end, the lack of effort that Haneul put into everything they did. It was disrespectful to the rest of them, to the company, all of the hard work that everyone had put in to get to this point-- and Geonwoo took it personally.
He waited until everyone was inside the dorm and the door was closed before he opened his mouth. If someone was going to try and get mad at him for his attitude, they could go right ahead-- Geonwoo knew he was right, so whatever the others said didn’t matter.
“Haneul-hyung,” he began, his tone of voice and crossed arms already betraying his annoyance, “can’t you at least pretend to give a fuck about debuting?”
