< ` she has no idea how word of mouth got around about these evaluations, but when she hears that nova is essentially doing the same thing nana finds herself strolling around the hongdae area during lunch break, mingling amongst the crowd mostly filled with young girls others with cameras in hand. she glances at the boys, at the way they move with the eyes of a myname fan ( sad that the chaser isn’t on their list, but she guesses last romeo makes up for it somewhat ) – and they’re pretty good, even with the lack of coordinated sharpness that myname was known for, but of course not everyone could be like her boys anyways. something is telling her to move and she was about to when one of the more attractive ones caught her eye ( most of the trainees were attractive, but this one was probably in the top three, in all honesty ); hues widen at the way he saunters over to her, dancing – nana finds it adorable in the way he seems to be a tad bit shy and she hopes to ease it by moving along wit him, dancing to the beat in smaller movements before giving a laugh of her own. surprise etches within her features as he hands the water bottle to her in an extravagant manner, and she can feel the gazes of jealousy and envy upon her as her laughter grows, a hand flying upwards in an attempt to stifle the noise, eyes forming crescent moons ; > oh my gosh, you’re too sweet! thank you, really. < ` grin blooms wider upon her face, head tilting to the side slightly because the shyness is back and she finds it all too adorable on a guy like him ; > nova already has my heart because of myname, but if they teach you how to woo a woman like this, then you definitely have my support. < ` recognition comes slowly but when it’s apparent she feels ignorant for not recognizing him earlier ; > it’s also nice to see you in your company of choice too, mister 2020! is it weird to say i’m a fan … or something of the sort?

          “please also take care of yourself. heatstrokes are the inevitable at this point.”

{` — he shouldn’t be there, he knows he shouldn’t but he can’t help it after hearing that the KT girls were doing a similar performance to the one Nova is doing this month. his favorite KT girls are out there, after all, and he tries to meet eyes with her, a trained gaze on her when they dance but she doesn’t seem to notice. what a damn shame, he thinks but he’ll make her pay for it later. a glance at his phone and the messages lighting up the idle screen tell him he ought’a head back now before he’s late and  gets in trouble but before he can make up his mind to say hi to Soojung too, there’s a cooling sensation against his neck, his shoulders jerking in reaction to the sudden chill } Sunyoung {` — he grins, his brain almost a second too late to stop his hands from reaching out further, past the water bottle, to her and her svelte form } I’ve been enjoying the view a lot {` — flashes her a cheesy grin, expects her to catch onto the implication of his words, he definitely caught onto hers. he’s rolling his eyes when she offers the water bottle to him and he’s prepared to make a quip of his own but it’s quickly forgotten in the face of her aegyo. cute } Sorry, what was that? Wanna try again? I didn’t see it, my bad.

          ( * -- aimlessly walking around in the midst of summer was hell on earth, jieun was tired and decided to stop her tracks when some girl offered her some water. she grins ear to ear upon accepting it. ) thank you. ( * -- it’s only then that she notices that the girl’s wearing a teeshirt that was representing the company she was signed to, royal entertainment. jieun’s dream company—she’d definitely support royal without a doubt. ) don’t worry, i definitely will. ( * -- she nods before passing the girl to continue her walk, the water in her hands. )

< ` she’s there for moral support, to cheer them on and say remember to smile despite the weather being more than brutal on their bodies. ( she of all people would know this well, obviously. ) nana thinks it’s nice to be on the receiving end of water bottles and fanservice instead of giving, and revels in the fact that the girls went first and got it over with, essentially. the girl just finished a conversation with one of the trainees when a brisk and uncomfortably damp sensation emerges on the left side of her neck and she lets out a sonorous high-pitched yelp, dodging the bottle within seconds before turning to the sources with widened eyes ; > oh my god, luhan! < ` is all she can say, a hand cupping her neck in hopes of bringing back warmth. a free hand hides her mouth as she laughs at his antics, eyes crinkling because god, it’s all so corny and almost gross ; > aphrodite?  < ` she asks with a hint of bewilderment, and instead takes his chin within a finger and a thumb so that he’s looking straight at her ; > but is there such a mortal with a face as magnificent as yours? i’d say you’re adonis in the flesh, then. < ` unlike the other, she can’t hold her face for more than two seconds before laughing, taking the bottle from him and using it to lightly bop him on the crown of his head ; > if it were anyone else, i would have socked you right in the gut for that, you know! be grateful ~