#trc!

@rkpcy

As per usual though, something got in the way of her plans—in this case it was her aunt's friend's kid's dog. It was a cute medium poodle, but as she wasn't knowledgeable of dog breeds, she could only say that it had a really cute face.

Now, she had no problem with pets, they were cute and all and maybe she'd think about it if she wasn't a trainee, but since she was a trainee, she'd rather relax or meet with non-trainee friends she didn't get to see as often.

The two were walking through the city and she wondered whether the dog would be happier running freely over grass than trotting over the cold, paved way next to her. She felt like she would, if she was a dog.

Currently he was trying to get out of his collar and she pulled out the list to see if there was anything specific she was supposed to do. Chaeryeong didn't need to feel like she had to hurry, after all his owner put on the collar so it should be fine, right? Wrong. He got free and with his cute, little legs started running of.

“Hey,” she shouted and hurried after him. How was such a small dog so fast?

The race came to a surprising end, when the dog stopped and started showing interest in a stranger, running around the young man and jumping up in front of him, barking for attention.

“Stop it!” she said determined, but the dog didn't care. “Mudkip, stop it!” she repeated. She still found the name kind of weird—apparently it was from some game, not that she'd know, though. But more importantly, the dog still happily jumped around the person. She quickly picked him up and re-fastened his collar and leash.

@rkxjongsuk

Chaeryeong didn't drink coffee every day, but every now and then was nice... if only the lines weren't always this long. The person in front of her looked oddly familiar, but she couldn't recognise someone only by the back of their head. When her drink was finally done, she lifted it to her lips, but it smelled off, not like her usual order. She smelled it again, just to make sure and it was definitely wrong.

The girl started walking through the café, looking at everyone present, to see if she could recognise the person from earlier. She thought she'd gotten the right person, so she walked around them, hoping it really was the person from earlier.

There she was, standing in front of the TRC building. For the first time as a trainee. An actual trainee! A busy, packed schedule and adventure ahead, Chaeryeong was more than excited for this, ignoring how possibly exhausting this could become on the long run.

Luckily she wasn't facing this alone, as Yeji and her had agreed to meet up as they'd been offered contracts for the same company. Chae had heard some things about daily life as a trainee, specifically as a trc trainee, and she'd be lying if she said it'd be a piece of cake anyway. At the same time she wasn't too worried either. The packed schedule, leaving little free time, the high expectations of basically everyone around her and herself and all of that couldn't stop her thundering motivation, she was sure, as long as she'd go about it with enough logic and planning.

She'd gotten this far, she'd go further.

In thought, she twirled her ponytail around, a choice she thought would fit best for the day as she had her hair out of her face and it couldn't get in the way, until she spotted Yeji.

@rkdongmin

Ever since Chaeryeong started working in her singing skills, she was reminded of why she chose rap over it in the first place. She didn't really have much of a natural talent for it. Additionally, with an a bit lower voice than usual for a girl, most songs were impossibly high.

The obvious solution was to ask a fellow trainee to help her. She'd bought a succulent to give to whomever would agree to help her, figuring a simple plant would be better than one difficult to care for and was wandering through the company halls. A few faces had come to mind instantly when she decided to ask for someone's help, but it could be a good idea to get to know someone she'd never talked all that much to before.

She was a pretty good observer, so she had a good idea of who she could ask for help in this regard, even if she honestly didn't remember all names. Was it bad to have an eye on everyone else's skills before taking an interest in them as a person? Maybe. But that wasn't something that usually occupied her mind.

She heard steps coming from around the corner and moved to the side to avoid crashing into that person. Concentrated on what could be the best way to ask, she politely bowed and almost walked by the boy. But wait, he was one of the faces she remembered singing well.