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June 24, 2016

08:15

Seoul, South Korea 

SM Entertainment 

   “This group will be six members, in the end,” Kim Injung, the manager of this new group, who would also help put it together. “For now, there are only five of you; we are still in search for the perfect person to be the completion for this group.” 

   Dae sat down in one of the comfortable chairs in one of SM’s finest conference rooms. Sejun was seated to her right. Across from her was the boy she had auditioned a few days before---Jaesun. It felt odd to be in the same group as someone you auditioned, and she decided that it probably felt weird for Jaesun to be put into a group with the person who auditioned him. At the very least, he should not give her any trouble, since Dae was the one who ensured his passing of the audition.

   Speaking of auditions, Dae and Sejun had both passed theirs with flying colors. They were told that there was no need for their time to be wasted with general training that they didn’t need. Apparently, Jaesun hadn’t had a need for it, either. 

  The others at the table were people who Dae somewhat recognized. A small girl with a skinny nose, who had been a trainee for at least seven months. The other girl was beautiful, to say the least. She did not necessarily have a big build, but it was larger than that of the girl’s beside her. 

   The larger girl had been training for over a year; Dae knew that much. 

   “Your group is going to have a very tough time,” Injong continued. “You are co-ed, you have foreign members, your concept is unique, you are versatile, musically, and from what I can tell, your personalities are unique, too. These factors will be loved by some, hated by others. You must learn to handle this. You must show your true personality, but know when enough is enough. You are allowed to be genuine, but please act decent. Handle your tempers, control your tears. Now, I will leave you five be.” 

   Dae and Sejun exchanged glances.

   “It is important that you all become friends, and that you get to know each other. That is nearly as important as you all being able to sing or dance.” 

   With that, he exited the room. Their stares moved around the room, until someone bravely decided to speak. 

   “My name is Park Eunhae,” the beautiful girl announced. “I’m from Busan. I’m twenty-one years old.” 

   “I’m Moon Sejun,” he spoke up, to Dae’s surprise. “I’m from Seoul. I’m twenty-one years old, too.” 

   “When were you born?” The girl, Eunhae asked.

   “June 16, 1995.” 

   “Oh,” she said. “I was born in 1996.” 

   “My name is Kim Jaesun, or Simon, where I’m from. I grew up in Seattle, which is in the United States.  English is my first language, and I never spoke Korean much until moving here.”

   “I’m Kim Dae. That’s all--there’s no extra syllable. I am from Johannesburg, South Africa. I did speak Korean there. I speak English, too. I also speak Afrikaans. I’m eighteen years old.”

   The small girl looked up from the table to find everyone’s eyes on her. 

   “My name’s Wu Jihyun,” she began. “I’m from Shanghai, China. I speak Mandarin and Korean fluently. My birthday is October ninth, 1997.” 

   Simon made a little noise, which made the attention be turned to him. He stared back at everyone for a second. “I just can’t believe she’s older than me, that’s all.” He shrugged. 

   Eunhae let out a soft chuckle, which earned her a glare from Simon. 

   “I wasn’t,” she began, putting a hand to her mouth, weakly trying to suppress her laughter. “I wasn’t laughing.” 

Masterlist

-the best of friends

-for real, jihyun and eunhae are your typical pair of female best friends

-a cute ship that is platonic and very real

-they do all of the stereotypical girly things together

-makeup

-hair

-nails

-honestly they probably even go the grocery store together

-the best cooks of Elements 

-and the only reason nobody starves

-eunhae causes jihyun to become much more outgoing; you wouldn’t even know that she was an introvert if you met her when she was with eunhae

-”is there any food in my teeth?”

-girls gotta stick together you know

- eunhae and jihyun are everything you could ask for in a strong female friendship

-they represent us all proudly

-they enjoy girly moments and watching cheesy hallmark movies, but at the same time there is a much more serious undertone to their relationship, it simply is not often displayed, that’s all

-positive influence

-supportive

-good advice

-sleepovers and all-nighters

-morning coffee runs

-motivational speeches to help their confidence

-tapping their bagels against one another’s before eating them

-invented friendship pt.1

-loyalllll as everything

-very healthy amount of trust

-no jealousy but chicks before dicks 

-they really do put each other above any of their romantic relationships

-as we all should with our friends

-honestly they are the perfect embodiment of friendship so take notes

June 19, 2016

18:20

Seoul, South Korea

   Tonight, Elise and Dae were having dinner together on their new dining room table. They had even went to the store and picked out four chairs so they could sit. 

   “You look like your cat just died,” Dae joked, setting a warm bowl in front of Elise. She set her own down across from the girl, sitting down.

   “Ginger and Mingyu want to come and visit us,” Elise blurted out. There, she had gotten it over with. 

   “They want to?” 

   “They are,” Elise corrected. “They’re coming to visit us.” 

   “What do you think about that?” she inquired. 

   “You know I hate that two-faced bitch as much as you do.” 

   “Well, yes,” said Dae,” I know that. I meant, what do you think about Mingyu coming?” 

    “I’m glad to see him, but if you’re thinking that we are going to get back together, then I’m telling you now not to get your hopes up.” 

  “I wasn’t,” Dae insisted. More quietly, she repeated,” I wasn’t.”

  “Good.”

  “Elise, can I tell you something.” 

  “Of course.”

  “Do you remember Du ZiFeng?” Dae asked. “He went to school with us junior year, and he went back to Taiwan -- he’s from Taiwan -- to serve in the military. He--”

  “I remember ZiFeng.” Elise was not sure where this was going, especially considering their previous topic of conversation. Perhaps this was about Ginger, and her being in love with him?

  “What if I told you that he and I were dating?” 

  “I would have a lot of questions.”

  Dae eyed her best friend. “Ask them.” 

   “First of all, where is he?” 

   “He’s still living in Taiwan, for now,” Dae explained,” but he’s moving to Seoul in August.”

   “He finished his military service?”

   “He only has to serve four months.”

   “How long have you been dating him?”

   “Two months.” 

   “Were you already dating him before we moved here?” 

   “Yes.”

   “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

   “I was scared of what you were going to think.” 

  Elise made a small noise. Her eyes narrowed, and her voice was calm in such a way that it made Dae a little unnerved. “Were you planning on telling me, if he had not decided to move here?” 

   “Yeah.”

   “When?” The word came out of her mouth so quickly and with a sharpness that made Dae nearly jump. 

   “Eventually, I guess.” 

   “Okay.” 

   “Okay?” Dae repeated.

   “Those are all of my questions.” 

   “Oh.” Dae looked at the ground. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you.” 

   “No, you’re not,” Elise stated, mater-of-factly,” but that’s fine -- just don’t lie to me about it.” She stood up. “Thank you for making me dinner.” 

   Dae watched as Elise slipped on her shoes, grabbing her backpack. 

   “Where are you going?” she asked.

   “I have to go quit my job,” was all Elise said before she left. 

   Dae glanced over at Elise’s bowl. It was completely untouched.