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“That’s tough because I don’t think a sole season satisfies me. I like how winter makes us seek for warmth and relax us but I love the scent of roses and the upbeat feeling of spring.”

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                           The bus to Dobong-Gu started to pack with people and even if there's an open seat next to her, people avoided it. Maybe it's because of the scowl she's wearing or the judgmental stare, it didn't last long though, as a boy that didn't seem to be much older than her sat there, making her limit her movements and her elbow brush on his arm as she put her AirPods and she turned her head to apologize but he was long gone, lost in his sleep. The bus rocked them from side to side as she traveled the familiar road, the rain beats on the roof like some crazy drummer and the window slightly open, letting a few drops touch her face. Finally, after 50 minutes, they reached on their destination, there were only three people aside from her inside, the driver getting down making it implicit that there won't be another one for a few minutes. She looked at her side and the boy sleeping so deeply that he was almost snoring (or maybe he was doing so way before, she just couldn't listen to it). But Nah. Who told him to sleep on the bus?                             In that awkward moment where she needs to get pass through him to reach out to the door, she listened a robotic voice. "You are 29km away from your destination in Gangnam-Gu. Please turn to the left."  she looked at his hand, his cracked-screen phone was alerting...wait...he had to go down in Gangnam? She tapped his shoulder once, two times, and did not react, so she became more brute, shaking him aggressively "YAH! You were supposed to get down 30 minutes ago!" she almost yelled." You are in Dobong-Gu! There won't be a bus to Gangnam for at least 40 minutes!" 

                      If there's something that waters Sujee's mouth, that thing is desserts. When something is forbidden you're even more eager to get a taste from it, and those delicious sugary confections are the girl's Eden garden apple. There are sugar-free combos she ate from time to time but where's the fun in that? Sugar-free chocolate is a mouthful of bitterness and Sujee's personality is already bitter enough to handle that.Still, those macarons look so pretty and delightful, the almond smell driving the girl insane and making her leave out angry groans since she knows she can't take the smallest bite from it. There are all sorts of allergic reactions and Sujee's allergy to saccharose was a great level 2, where red wounds, which looked like bee-stung, appeared all over her body and she couldn't stop scratching them for hours. If she scratches, however, it only gets worse and she'll need to take heavy antibiotics for 14 days straight, which will make her entire body hold a lot of water, causing bloody inflation and weight gain on her cheeks and under her chin. Not a cute look, especially for someone that makes a living out of it’s image. 

                      "Unnie..." she started, arms moving in circles as she stirred the passion fruit mousse "I know I promised to help you but don't you think baking 100 macarons is...too much?" her eyes traveled across the kitchen towards @seonavld​ petite figure. She isn't going to say that they're friends but Sujee can't say no for someone that knew her since she was nine years old. Seungyong and Seona were the only people she had when she entered KMG back in 2009 and even if she didn't keep much contact with the later when she left the company, Sujee is still thankful for all the things they did back then, so she just can't say no for any of their requests. 

                    " I told you that if you're stressed I can follow you to your shopping shenanigans, and I promise I won't judge this time." Well, she won't judge too much.

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                   Her mother was never a pushover, she's pretty open-minded and a supporter in general.and a supporter in general. When she was younger, she hated wearing dresses since it'd slow her down when compared to the boys while playing tag and she always managed to lose an earring or a hair accessory during so, yet Sujee's mother never complained. Instead, she stopped trying to put her daughter in pretty pink and frilly gowns until the girl asked for one. The only thing her mother was strict with? Hand-cream, impeccable nail-care and never show up with her nails undone. The hands are the first thing people look at when you give a handshake, and perhaps that's why her fans kept asking her to do a vlog about her manicure routine and the things she did to keep her natural long nails in such a pretty state.                   

                    When it all ended all she wanted to do was eat something and please let the place have AC because it's hell on the streets. Luckily there's a cute cafè pretty close that was cozy and aesthetical enough to give the JOYTV fans a pretty view, so perfect timing to record and take pictures of her lunch meal. "Did you hear that there's a famous person here? I think it's an actor!" she heard a short platinum-haired woman say to another.This piqued Sujee's curiosity. Depending on who it was, she could make an effort to at least introduce herself. It's a small industry and a good first impression never hurt anyone! She fastened her pace, heels click-clacking against the floor trying to not fall back that far behind as her plaid skirt moved up and down. She made her order and started to check her appearance on her reflection in the phone, adjusting her lip tint, making sure her looks were close to perfection.                   

                    She was so focused on it that she didn't realize that her sprouted grain vegan bagel became a glazed doughnut, which she spit immediately after bitting to it. She expected to wash it out with her Sugar Free Very Berry Summer Refresher just to find out it became an Iced Matcha drink. Were these people trying to poison her?! She stood up from where she was sitting, heading towards the balcony, left eye twitching and a frown on her face."I'm so, so, so sorry miss! There was a mistake in our system and we mixed your order with another client!" The waiter was quick to help her."The person who has your order is Daniel...Michihiro Daniel?" Sujee's eyebrows rose, her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. She isn't serious, is she? There's no way she's holding the coffee that belonged to Michihiro Dani- "Oh sir, I'm so sorry this happened. If the two of you wait a few more minutes we'll re-do your orders, free of charge!"                  

                    Her heart bounced more than when she was in that freaking roller coaster in Tokyo Disneyland two years ago, her shoulders trembled and she knew there was someone there because the scent was just so good. She knows she'll regret this later but she just had to turn and see if it-Oh fucking god, his face is just too close! "Oh god!" Without thinking, she took almost 7 steps behind, forced to stop when her body crashed with what seemed to be a table. Which is good! Now she has something to hold on for not, you know, pass out. Her legs are shaking like jell-O and she could feel the heat in her cheeks and she tried to calm herself down by pressing her teeth against her tongue piercing. Even though this isn't her first time meeting or being this close to him, she still has that same funny tummy-tingling and loss of words.                          

                    “H-h-hi?I mean...Konnichiwa!" She should be looking at him but her eyes were searching for a hole to hide. "I spit on your doughnut." she gasped, eyes widened and she realized what she did. "Oh my god I spit on your doughnut ! I'm so sorry!" So that was the famous guy they were talking about..

               She was sitting next to him, legs stretched on the couch and her feet almost touching his thigh. For most of her childhood, she remembers having a major crush on Seungyong, the cool and cute older trainee that joined the company the same year as she did, but now Seungyong felt like an older brother that was always too busy to talk to her. Her eyes  glued into a notebook, a random one she picked up as it laid in the studio's floor. 

               A soft yet rhythmic beat playing on the background. She came there with coffee but it was only an excuse to hang out with Seungyong for a bit, thinking that he was the only person she wanted to talk with after discovering she lost most of her personal belongings in the flooding, some which she didn't bother a bit but others that meant a lot, from clothes to MON:STAR goodies. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect your copy of The Poetics of Space. I know you let me borrow it last year but you know Summit...they don't want to hear the ideas of trainees."  Her second-hand books collections were something she'll never get back, most of them being pick-ups from her father while cleaning up the school he worked or books she borrowed from friends and eventually forgot to give it back. "I was so shocked when it happened, I only picked up what I could reach, I didn't think it'd be this bad." 

               She didn't go to Jeju due to a kidney infection so she was in her bed when the water pipes burst, screeching when she saw a puddle of water forming under her bed. "I'm sorry". Her voice was barely a whisper as she finally found the courage to look at his eyes.

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sebin would’ve found the accusation of being kmg’s tail-wagger funny, had sujee’s language and tone not been so condescending in itself. after all, he was anything BUT a tail-wagger, especially when it came to a company that he could not possibly care any less for. “i actually don’t like licorice,” he stated, a tone of vague disappointment slipping into the words for theatrics. “i pity you for having such bad taste in both music and snacks; summit media must really be doing a number on you.”

he watched silently as she fixed her ponytail and then stood up  —  he couldn’t help but view the suspenders with a slight disdain; they were ugly to him and now that he knew minkyu had been the one to choreograph the song, he felt obligated to hate the stupid suspenders even more. but he didn’t make another move until she restarted the song. when he did, it was only to turn the music off completely.

“you see, i could use deductive reasoning, but the only hint i currently have to go off of is your shitty attitude and i don’t care enough to pry for more,” he started, speaking slowly, “but if you must practice right now, at least have the decency to practice with better music. this noise pollution is giving me a fucking migraine.”

            Sujee couldn't believe in her eyes as the young male turned off her music, interrupting her practice entirely. One thing is being made at loud noises in the dawn when you're in a house or apartment and need to keep up with your early morning routine, it's understandable. But getting raged over it inside an entertainment company, where it's almost desired for you to spend these hours dancing and singing loudly, isn't justifiable at all, especially when she wasn't the only one with the music at its maximum volume there and HE was the one that entered the room when the door was closed with a big "taken" sign. "Okay sweetheart, KMG has plenty of other practicing rooms and I don't see anyone here putting a gun against your forehead and forcing you to stay in this one specifically. If you're having migraines because of the song, that's your masochist ass problem, not mine." the girl said, arms crossed in front of her chest and lips pressed in a thin line.

           "And for your information" she started to step slowly towards the male, shoulders back and a fixated gaze into his brown eyes. "twentywenty isn't a critic's acclaimed group but that doesn't change the fact that they're a very popular and influent group in the industry, with many hit songs and successful choreographies, while you are..." as she got closer to him, her tone became even more threatening and intimidating, looking him from the strand of his hair to his shoes."Who are you again?" The girl's face in this moment is so close to Sebin's that she can see and point out the different hues of brown in his pupil. To be fair, Sujee spends so much time overworking herself trying to reach that perfection standard she placed above her head that she doesn't have a lot of time to pay attention to newcomers, it was hard for her to get in trends or notice what happened around that doesn't relate to her upcoming debut.

Why Don’t You Do It? || Open Starter

“i know what the sign said — i can read. i was just curious as to who the hell would be subjecting themselves to this shitty music so early in the morning,” he stated, referring to twentytwenty’s song playing (too loud, in his opinion). the water bottle in his hand crackled under the pressure of his tightening grip, plastic caving under his fingertips.

“why are you here so early?”

Sujee scoffed. Please, she had no time for a moody-moody male that had to deal with his own anger issues. That ain't her problem, that's an issue to his therapist. Instead she put her right hand in front of her chest, brows furrowing in the most fake concern act human kind has ever seen."Oh em gee, I'm so sorry for bruising the big boy's ego. Do you want a licorice for being KMG's tail-wagger?". She was one of the people who said that she had no issues sleeping in a bedroom filled with water - and also practically begged to be allowed to go to Atlas Records instead.  Their so called hospitality? They could shove it deep inside their asses, sans for some people she still were friends with in the place.  That being said, she didn't remember him from her days at all, so he was either a new face or just not important enough to leave a mark on her.

The girl used her hands to swirl on her place, now facing the mirror and trying to fix her ponytail, ignoring most of what he was saying. But she did knew that it went like wabble wabble wabble territorial male alpha shit wabble wabble wabble.   "You have a brain big boy. Just do the math and you'll get your answer." she replied, breathing in deeply before putting herself up again, putting the suspenders back to their place and using the remote control to put the music back to the start.