#jinuvo

(`whispers back, sending all the love;) And I miss you, too~ 

ㅡ ☆.。.:*・° @jinuvo ; 

ahh, jine unnie~ always the sweetest unnie there is~ thank you very much, we’ll do our best for you who is watching us from afar! how are you there in Pohang though? I hope you’re doing well~ I shall signal my love for you as well~!

Pohang was a city like most outside of Seoul. It wasn’t Seoul, but he could still feel the beating of the port city's heart through its city walls and citizens. Pohang was beautiful, and everyone talked about its landmarks with such pride. Chilbong liked that. The pride of being from where you're from. It almost swept him in especially with its baseball field. 

That was the real reason he was in town. A recruiter was trying to make a home team for Pohang, but Chilbong was probably going to end up somewhere else. Still, he was here with a few teammates, one who happened to be from Pohang, and they would be for the next week. These players were college kids, though, and unlike Chilbong, most weren’t from wealthy parents, so to save money, the player from Pohang’s mother invited the four boys from the team in town to dinner.

It was a nice dinner too, but Chilbong’s real attention was on his teammate's parents. They bickered and such, but everyone around them could tell they were in love, and that their son was very important to them. Chilbong wondered what it would be like to not have divorced parents or parents that cared more about him than appearances, but that thought was interrupted as he walked from the dinner table to the teammates living room where two pretty girls were sitting. 

Yes, as lame as it was, Chilbong got nervous around pretty girls. It wasn’t that he couldn’t function, but sometimes he stuttered and got the sweaty palms. He tried calmed down as he adverted his gaze, but soon his eyes were back to them as he dipped his head. There was something familiar about both girls. One girl was the beautiful version of her brother with his nose and his eyes, but the other girl was clearly not related, but very very familiar. 

Yawn. His lips parted, the sight hidden by his large hand that acted as a guard against the camera. He had been sitting in a radio interview for at least half an hour, the clock approaching midnight at a sluggish pace. What were the questions again? Eyes that were shielded by a baseball cap scanned the table covered in broadcasting equipment, the distance between him and the other guests practically nonexistent. A portion of Oh My Girl were politely playing along with the host’s attempts to liven up the segment -- the one whose smile was all teeth had a voice as sweet as honey; the doll-like beauty of the girl to her right was matched with mannerisms that only a trained royal could possess; but the third girl... Barely a word had been spoken from her seat, her thin fingers neatly folded on the surface that served as more of a desk than anything else. Admittedly, Yanghwa was curious. 

“Who is your favorite musician these days?” All gazes were directed at the man, his eyebrows going up in attempts to look as if he’d been paying any attention to the actual conversations. Oftentimes his thoughts got the best of him -- he was always the first to zone out during important meetings, always the one who nearly tripped over his own feet on the Seoul streets because he was too busy imagining up his next track. But this time he was focused on something in the interview, and that was his plan to get the stranger to speak up a bit more. So, after quietly clearing his throat, he gestured directly across from him. 

⧼ KKT SENT! → JJY 선배  ⧽

⤷ sunbae!~~ happy chuseok to you too~ ^ ^ ⤷ my family sends their good wishes to you as well~ ⤷ everything’s been well… slow progress, but i’m trying my hardest to overcome all of this ⤷ i really want to come back and work again but  ㅠㅠ soon i’ll make my greatest comeback yet ⤷ just you wait~! hehehe~~

[ KKT → OMG 신혜진 ]

ah, are they? thank you~~ please tell them that i’m sending all good wishes for them ^^ 

i’m glad to hear that things are progressing well.... all that matters is you’re taking your time and recovering well. don’t think about work for the mean time and just focus on that, okay? i’m sure your fans will be more than happy to know that you’re doing your best recovering.

don’t rush and take your time, i told you ¬ ¬ 

your #1 priority is to recover well, ok? 

“since you’re here and you just witnessed the greatest lie of all-- can we also take this time to sip mineral water together and bitch about the most unfair stuff that is going on-- namely that ISAC broadcast and not being able to go?”

If only you were a Pokémon, if only. So what are you? A Vulpix, Fennekin? Oh! Maybe a Zoroark! Hmmm… I know only the first generation Pokémon are released so far for the gaming app, but we need to go Sokcho to find out.