lgcmax

[lgcmax]

my loves !! you’ll want to read this one. <3

 my kings, queens, and in-betweens - how are you ??? gosh, it’s been a while since i said that one right ? i know i’ve been gone - we’re gonna get to that in a minute - but let me be frank. the dreaded day has come ... for me to drop max and nari. my official drop will be sent in after this, but there’s a loot i gotta say first.

first of all let me say i know this is SO sudden and though not necessarily surprising it may have come off as a bad shock to some of you, and if it did i’m sorry :( i told near to no one bc i had faith i’d stay but i really am too weak hearted to tell u all person to person .... i am so sorry for any plots i’m ruining here genuinely but i gotta look out for #1 :((

i am writing - or at least starting to - write this days before this actually posts (queued while i’m at work so i don’t gotta see the sap ahaha), but i’m running low on sleep and do nooooot want to be sad so i will make my explanation quick. i love lgc, but with so much going on in my life, it’s like i’m falling too behind to recover. you know how they say if you pull an all nighter, even if you take tons of naps in the days following or sleep the whole day away, you’ll never get that rest back ? well, that’s me. i feel like i’ve spent too much time away to make the comeback i want, and if i want to come back, i need to take a true break.

so this isn’t necessarily ... goodbye ? i have faith max and nari will return, because legacy feels like home and they’re some of my favorite muses i’ve made yet. 

but i mean it when i say ... this rp was a game changer for me. i was in such a creative rut before i came here, and as a lot of you already know, max was the most spur-of-the-moment, randomly generated muse who popped in my mind, at a time where i wanted nothing more than to have a casual creative outlet. but he became so much more. you guys will neeeever understand how overwhelmingly happy and surprised i was when you guys filled me and max’s hearts with so much love for my incredibly stupid boy. max was just the outline, but you all truly filled him with so many beautiful connections that i was shocked. and nari tottered in like the smaller but never forgotten little sister, and you embraced her too ! although i admittedly haven’t given her all the love she deserves, you all always have, and taking a chance on my goofball, even if you didn’t fully get her, will always mean the world to me. never have i been in a role-play with soooo many truly meaningful connections, to the point i feel like the relationships he created truly made him. and you have all shared your love for me, appreciating even my smallest efforts, and even at my lowest points of activity you have loved me the same. and ohh yes -- i am very sorry for how bad i have been in this month. i truly felt so bad about it my heart hurt iwjeoijfofei. i’ll do better if i return.

i really didn’t wanna make this sappy but uhh here we are - there’s no turning back now. believe me when i say this role-play has defined this era. i spent a year - the toughest one i’ve had at that - in this same space, and yet i was always discovering new things about you all and learning new things about myself. this is my creative playground and no matter if max or nari come back, or return a little different than they left, nothing about that will ever change.

in case this is really goodbye, i can assume max left the dorms in the middle of the night to go run off and pursue some 2am dreams with promises to write yeseo and hunji everyday lol. if he had to give a goodbye it’d be “l8r 🤙” LMAO. i can assure you nari was offered a contract to live in an animal sanctuary and become a humanitarian if she decided to leave her acting career and took the offer no questions asked HAHA. she would’ve def wrote this long ass letter plus 10 more pages. but that’s only if their stories are truly over. which idk about you guys but ... i think they have a lot more to give legacy.

but for now, as a mun, see you around. i won’t even begin to name names as to who has impacted me because if i tried i’d def leave someone out accidentally, and honestly, all of you have anyways. and i’m so sorry to any of you new babies who i never got to chat with. i try to lead an intentional life, so i hope that in a small way, i have made at least one of your days brighter in the time me, max, and nari have been here. but for now, it’s jada, signing off, and i love you all sooo much. mwah.

THIS IS SO LONG IT’S EMBARRASSING I’M SO SORRY.

[lgcmax]

“ backpack ? ”

“ check. ”

“ belts ? ”

“ check. ”

“ notebooks ? ”

“ mom, there's no way i’m gonna need those old notebooks anytime soon. they can stay here, with the rest of that junk. ” carelessly, max tosses his high school notebooks to the side, only to be promptly scolded by his mom. that’s one part about moving away from canada he’s not going to miss, and starting tomorrow his mom will be off his back for good.

“ 야, 무서워 ? ” his mother asks him, only to be met with max’s incomprehensible mutters. his brain was too fried for korean right now. despite it being his most spoken language as a child, the now teenager’s not in the mood to practice the skill he’s lost his level of proficiency in. but he can’t get off easily, as his mom taps him as a light scolding.

“ an ... an moo...so...w- look, i’m not scared, mom. ” he quickly gives up, opting for an english response to the korean question. it’s how he frequently talks to her, talking to her in casual english so he doesn’t have to remember all the formalities and vocabulary with his korean.

she sighs. “ in korean, maxwell. how do you think you’re going to survive in a country where they speak it when you never want to ? and i know you know how, too. i really pray you’ll learn to have some ambition while you’re there ... ”

now it’s his turn to sigh. but before he can get his words out, his father nearly tumbles into the doorframe. grinning, he looks at the pair, before slinging an arm around his son. “ no need for that. english, korean, gibberish, it doesn’t matter. max is a choi. and choi’s always get the girl. ”

before his mom can catch him, max sends a grin his dads way - great minds think alike, huh. but when he turns around, his mom looks at him differently. her eyes look ... glossy.

“ max, you still look so little. like ... that same boy who we’d have to fish out after piling layer after layer of snow onto himself when he was little. you ... are you really ready ? ”

he’s not used to this tone from his mom, so even he can’t take the nervous edge from his voice. “ i mean, mom. i have your number, and i can always call if - ”

“ no, no, max. it’s different there. you can’t just call and ask me to pick you up, or say ‘ my bad ’ if you forget your phone at home. even if you really need me, korea is hours and hours away, and i just don’t want my bab - max ... you have to be careful. ”

i’m still your baby ? 

max had long ago shed the title of baby in association with his mom, as he felt it was something reserved for his most childish eras. back when he needed her to dap the napkin on his chin, when his legs couldn’t yet support his upper half when he walked, when he was truly incapable of any independence. a true baby.

and yet now, looking at his mom and unsure when the next time he’ll be able to do so, he feels like sobbing. this isn’t the exit he wanted. he wants it to be happy, exciting, even, yet he’s starting to feel that lingering dread he hates. please, no, not right now. don’t cry. but ... he does. it starts off as a little hiccup, and crescendos into something much more haunting, as the reality of his situation comes crashing onto him.

“ i - i’m scared, mom. i don’t ... i don’t ... what if i can’t - i’m gonna - they won’t like me. i’ll do bad. i’m stupid. this is stupid. i know you don’t believe in me, but i want to - ” 

i want to do well. to make you proud. it’s what he wants to say, but just as he starts, the tears come flooding again. he’s too enveloped within his own emotions to truly be aware of how embarrassed he should be, but it doesn’t matter. because behind him, he feels his mom and dad, silent - and probably shocked beyond belief - as they hold his back for support.

“ we ... love you, max,” his father says, and though max can feel the discomfort the atmosphere brings his father, he also feels how genuine it is. they sit, and they let him cry. max swears he hears some sniffles coming from behind him as well. and with the tears, they refresh. they all prepare themselves for tomorrow, when the simple life the three of them have known will disappear. the family of three, once concrete and satisfied, will become complicated in more ways than one.

“ i ... i’m scared and ... i almost don’t want to do it, but ... i have to. because if i don’t - ”

“ you’ll never know if you don’t try. ” the words are spoken by her mother, and given she’s the least spontaneous person in the room, her understanding of his thoughts shocks both him and his father. but she’s exactly right.

because if he doesn’t go ? he won’t be able to live with the constant question of why.

[lgcmax]

ok so um hi !! this isn’t going to be your typical development para because since i’ve been gone for literally what seems like ages ( do they remember jada exists ?? probably not ) but uhh tldr ; i’m incredibly tired and sad BUT uh i just wanted to clear some things up about where my kids stand rn before i get moving again !! sort of an update ~

how his past is affecting him: max is still dealing with the past fallout regarding his mom and his dad basically shunning him for now, since he’s dropped out of college. the lack of true independence he’s had thus far is really hurting him, and with most his relationships shifted in ways different than he’s used to, he’s incredibly off balance. friends of max might notice he's lost his natural “ flow ”, lacks the amount of carefree charisma he typically has, and  is overall upset given he’s sort of living in the past. his rocky encounters with his best friend, hunji, also has him reflecting on the past and how he could’ve done better as a friend. without realizing, it’s certainly helping his sense of empathy and leading to - dare i say it - a fully caring and empathetic max ?? baby steps though. max has also been unusually nostalgic about life in canada - the weather,  his friends, his carefree life. part of him really wants to travel back, just for a little bit, but he knows he can’t.

what’s going on in the present: max is basically, as we can say, going through the motions. if you know max well, it’s a little strange - he’s still trying to be upbeat, but there’s a definite robotic nature about his actions. max is, for one of the first times ever, trapped within his own head’s thoughts, and kind of blocking everyone else out so he doesn’t have to deal with it. it’s making him a better performer technically, as he’s less off task and more focused on performing well. but in turn, a bit of his natural stage presence is loss, as he doesn’t show the same vigor we’re used to seeing from max choi. he’s not used to taking the burden, and rather puts it on other people so he can live freely, so it’s evidently putting a damper on his personality. max has also been reaching out to those around him, trying to become a better person, so chances are your muse will get a call talking about old times or maybe even a subtle apology for what he’s done wrong.

what i see for his future: honestly, max is pretty bleak right now, but i see hope for his future. the main problem is the lack of relationships i’ve allowed him to have, but his level of emotional stability is largely dependent upon validation and a study emotional support system, so i think now that he and i are back he’ll start to knock himself back into who he once was, without this mechanic energy we have going on right now iojfoijeoief. his career trajectory is very unpredictable butttt i see max gaining more of a meaningful passion for a career as an idol in general, so i think it’s going to improve his ability to handle his problems, i also think, in general, being surrounded by people filled with ambition will definitely help him out !

and that’s all for now :))

sorry guys for disappearing I’M BACK I SWEAR but i think this needed to be cleared up !

[lgcmax]

𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐎 ::

she lets go of his hand, both arms coming to wrap around his arm as if she’s some sort of koala hanging on for dear life. her eyes soft and focused on one thing and one thing only: max. ‘‘doesn’t this make you have a little flashback to a few months ago, though? the sky wasn’t as pretty and all that, i’m pretty sure we couldn’t even see the stars but it makes me think,’’ her focus is on their surroundings for a quick second before going back to the male. the amount of affection that she has for him is pretty evident, even on the way she smiles and looks at him as if he’s some sort of precious gem. the only one in the world . ‘‘exciting but also nostalgic, in a way?’’

𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑. usually, in order to save both of them, max tries to act nonchalant around his girlfriend publicly, as a survival tactic and nothing more. if he lets one smile out, there’s a dozen more that are bound to follow. but when it’s just her and him, max feels like. he’s basically in the palm of her hand, and can’t imagine a reality where he’s not head over heels for her. so much for keeping the cool, unobtainable image.

sometimes, he trails behind her to catch a glimpse of the shin yes when she doesn’t know he’s looking. other times, her voice causes him to perk up, speeding to meet her face-to-face once more. as she mentions his own rebellious nature, he nods, stride in sync with her own. “mm,” he agrees sheepishly, turning to her with an upturned grin. “ you’re probably right there. but all the fun is in risk, right ? ” he tries to keep a straight face ( he really does ), but even now, he can’t help the way her compliments instantly morph his cool facade into a dorkish sort of affection. “ you think i’m handsome ? ” he remarks - half in shock, half for her confirmation to stroke his ego once more. but part of him truly is surprised, for as long as they’re together, there’s a glowing nature about yeseo that has him still questioning how he’s managed to win her over.

the couple’s growth would be apparent for anyone who saw the mess they’d been just months prior. because where the old max would’ve froze on the spot had yeseo done the same thing, he now has newfound confidence. but if yeseo would hear his heartbeat, she’d once again find it sounding as if he’d run a marathon. leaning into her grasp, his eyes trail up to the sky before coming back down to her. when they do, they shift - from his standard smile to something more ... sentimental, a smile reserved just for her. “ you’re gonna embarrass me, i was so cringe back then. i told you we could go on a date in the trash, ” he notes, the memory already making him recoil. however, it’s bitter-sweet, as he also found their awkwardness to be endearing, in a way.

“ but ... you’re right ! do you know how different we are now ? career-wise, and relationship-wise ... ” although he still lets her hold onto his hand, the male turns her so that they’re face-to-face. “ we’re better because of it - and it’s exciting. but ... it’ll be a while until we see each other again.  ” though he’s tried to avoid the subject, the looming thought in his head won’t go away. a few months ago, just as they’d made things official, they had to leave each other as quickly as they’d come together. “ i just ... i dunno. ” he doesn’t want to allow this date to be a sad one, so instead of expressing all the thoughts in his head, all he can do is shrug. “ it’s just that i don’t want to leave you again, you know ? it’s not fair. ”

& rendezvous.

𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐌𝐀𝐗 can actually call their little adventures a date.  if he’s being honest, all the way back in february, giving her the the chocolates, he’d have thought anyone who told him they’d actually become a couple was crazy. because despite him swearing he wasn’t made for a long-term relationship, here he was. hand in hand with yeseo, giving the cheesiest grin as they their feet strolled against the rough terrain. what town were they in, anyways ? he’s not sure, but he doesn’t even care, as they’d taken the weekend to go far from seoul and all it’s chaos for a little peace of mind and time together. 

now that they had more on their plates, doing typical ... “ couple things ” had become less and less feasible. without much time to see each other, and extremely limited interactions since they’d begun under lgc boys and lgc girls, they had to make do with what they had. and before lgc girls japan and future dreams went into full swing, max wanted one more official day with the girl who’s been on his mind since february.  

“ this is ... pretty exciting, don’t you think ? ” max asks as he turns to her, eyes wild with childish mischief. he’s done some ... pretty daring things in his day - mainly just stupid - but this adventure has filled him with energy few other things have. “ it’s like ... we’re on a secret mission or something. the cool guy meets the beautiful girl, and ... they .... they take over the world ! yeseo - ” in sync with the call of her name, he takes her hand to lift it in the air, their couple watches tapping against each other. his eyes meet hers, and when they do, they travel across her face with a heightened sense of affection. with yeseo’s smiling face illuminated by the street lights, and under the night sky - max starts to believe in the possibility of destiny.  

“ - we’re like the modern day bonnie and clyde ! ” and where, oh where, was this grand adventure max was so enthusiastically describing taking them ? the long and treacherous journey to the unimaginable - on their way to experience the traditional date of stargazing, in new couple fashion.

@lgcyeseo​

[lgcmax]

bezaubernd adjective: 1. adorable 2. charming

[lgcmax]

[ LGC TRAINEES PRESENTS NORAEBATTLE EP. 5 ]

OUR REGULAR HOST PARK SEOJIN MEETS CHOI MAX.

[lgcmax]

𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈 ::

. . . hunji turned his back to the hall to put on the oven mitts again to check the sweet buns. he spoke before he turned around, “you know if you wake up this early you gotta help me with the christmas breakfast, right, max? maybe you should go brush your teeth to buy time.”     two more minutes.

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 made every year gain purpose to max. understandably so, as it’s his favorite national holiday - besides his birthday, of course - of the whole entire year. since he was little, he spent it surfing down the stair railing, tumbling himself into yet another year of dozens and dozens of presents just for him, with no siblings to share it with. last year had been his first christmas outside of canada, and boy, was it rough. without his parents’ company and the usual attention put on him, he’d been a grumpy mess, the first time max had let scrooge’s spirit overtake him amidst such a cheerful holiday.

this year, however, max vowed it’d be different. after all, he had hung by his side, and though there had been noticeable changes in their friendship the past few months, he was incredibly grateful the older always opened his home to him. despite his bravado, max has ... humbled himself in a way, lacking too many expectations and simply wanting time with friends and family. after all, it wasn’t like his family was too welcoming of him right now anyways, and he always knew he had a second home in the chwes.

so his excitement gets the best of him as he runs, like a puppy not yet used to their paws, nearly tumbling over his own body toward the kitchen. but before he speeds past the fridge and towards hunji, the sight of his friend makes him slow down. a sentimental smile fills his face as he watches the other, his first feeling of normalcy in a while - without their conflicts, relationship drama, or any bad memories. for a second, it’s just ... max and hunji, the dynamic duo, once again. ah, this is nice. i miss this. can’t we stay like this ? plea - 

“ right, max ? ”

hunji’s words push him out of his thoughts. for a minute, he’s scared he’s spoke his thoughts aloud and hunji’s responded to him. shaking it off, his lopsided grin returns, and by the time hunji’s turned around, max has him in a tight side hug, squeezing only on the side where hayun was not, as to not disturb her. “ merry fu - freaking christmas ! can you believe it's here ? ” evidently, he has to get used to readjusted to filtering himself around the kids, but he’ll try his best. “ no can do, though. ” rejecting hunji’s offer, he takes a sip of the older’s coffee, only to quickly recoil in disgust - he’s never been a coffee person. “ as resident second oldest brother and foodie, it’s my job to taste test everything. ” nudging hunji gently, he gives him familiar teasing grin. “ what, did you think you’d get through this morning without me to keep you company ? ”

[lgcmax]

if you’re seeing this it means that it’s christmas time aaaaand i’m consequently a year older because it’s my birthday too !! ^^ hope you’re all doing amaziiiing and whether you’re spending this day with friends and family or riding it out solo, i hope you have a blast doing it !! <3 know that i care about you and am giving you all allll my love !! ^^

[lgcmax]

& the late night duo

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 nighttime can practically be felt on max’s fingertips as he steps out from the comfort of the dorm, and into the brisk cold of the outdoors. two seconds outside and max is freezing his ass off, and even his canadian blood isn’t giving him the protection he needs from the cold. but he’s in need of an escape from the quaint dorm, and even if he can’t go out, stepping out into the small rooftop will have to do. future dreams meant a lot of time in tiny spaces with a lot of other people, so even the socialite has to catch a break.

however, he’s not in complete solitude. as he looks out, he spots a familiar face who’s beat him to the rooftop, prompting a lopsided grin to appear on his face. “ jongsuk-hyung, what’s up ? ” though his usually refreshing candor remains, his words are slowed, evidence of the fatigue all the practice has brought his body. “ what are you doing out here ? trying to steal my spot ? ” max jokes, just as he approaches the other. he let his arms dangle over the railing - almost dangerously so - anything to give himself a little thrill since all the restrictions put upon them.

“ nah, i’m kidding. did you have a rough time sleeping, too ? i always have the hardest time getting to bed, but it’s like it’s even worse now. ” the confession causes max to frown, as he knows the real thing that’s been keeping him up - his thoughts. only months prior had been a utopia, effortlessly discarding anything that brought him stress. now, though ? he was plagued with unavoidable stress, and his lack of preparation caused his anxieties for the future to reach an all-time-high. he’s grateful for jongsuk - although they’ve not known each other well for much time, he’s already ruled him a good companion to have amongst all the chaos. “ i don’t mind staying to chat for a bit, ” he proposes, nudging the other in the side. “ maybe the cold air and talking will make us sleepy, y’know ? ”

@lgcxjongsuk​

[lgcmax]

hi everyone !! i’m gonna be offline today and tomorrow, probably for all the day, so this is just a message that my blog will be running of a queue for right now ! sooo replies, posts, and all that will be queued. thanks and hope you’re having a safe and happy holiday ! i’ll talk to u all after ! 😌💖

[lgcmax]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 : tell your parents you’re a failure.

max presses search. it takes him to some bogus article about accepting your flaws and how to let your parents hear your point of view from a fresh perspective

but you aren’t getting the point, max complains as he closes the tab. they don’t listen.

as far as his parents are concerned, there’s a 3-step track to success. respect your parents, go to college, and get a good job. well, there were flaws in all those if you asked him. first off - his mom commanded respect, which made the idea seem a lot less like a conscious choice and more so a compulsive obligation. second, he hated every minute he spent in college, and it had only held him back when practicing as a trainee. third of all, max knew more people with stable jobs who weren’t happy than who were, and he's definitely a passion over profit type of guy.

so why was he breaking his back to attend class when it was only bringing him down ? 

max looks down at the list in front of him. there, in messy handwriting and in bullet points laid a list titled -

why i need to leave college before i make my brain explode and i can’t rap anymore. 

i have to walk to school

it makes me tired during practice

mom will want me to stop being a rapper

dad will want me to be a business guy like him

i hate school

i have no college friends

i hate going to class

i sleep in class

i hate school ( again )

mom will want me to stop being a rapper ( again )

 the idea of growing old, wearing a suit, and making people who weren’t as wealthy as him feel bad about himself made him feel sick. he wanted power, but ... a different kind. the better kind. the power to say “ jump ” and have the crowd ask “ how high, ” to have his intro play and make the crowd go wild, to forever imprint the entertainment industry with the name max choi. but there’s just one problem. max looks to the other list he’s created.

why i can’t leave college before i make my brain explode and i can’t rap anymore.

mom and dad

well really, his mother. he knows his dad took a gap year before starting university, which is something his mom hated for him to mention, despite being the truth. his mom had pushed him since birth to attend a school in the ivy league, and had irreversibly disappointed her when news of him moving to korea broke. fine then, plan b - attend one of the sky schools, the holy trinity of korean universities. max had opted out for a more local, and less competitive option.  if it seemed he couldn’t make it any worse, being alone in a country without any guidance meant max could flunk classes to his heart’s content, his parent’s given tuition money being the only thing truly on the line. but even his dad, far less restrictive than his mother, put a certain emphasis on school for the social and economic status it “ inevitably ” gave you, in his words. moral of the story ? dropping out wasn’t an option.

well if that was the case, it seems max has once again danced to the beat of his very own, rebellious drum. because above the two lists lied another paper with the haunting words- acknowledgement of academic termination. in simpler terms, though ? holy shit. almost teasingly, they provided both an english and korean translation, just in case he wanted to break the news to his parents in his native tongue. how convenient. the notice acknowledged his decision to drop out, and informed him a notice would be sent within 24 hours for tuition financial options following the leaving of the university. his parents, paying his tuition, were inevitably going to find out.

the haunting word “ mom ” glows from his screen as he swallows his nerves. before he can do anything, he presses call. it’s now or never.

“ max, didn’t you get my call earlier ? ” she asks him, already notably irritated.

“mm, i did. i couldn’t pick up though. practice. ” he answers, a hushed whisper as to prevent anyone nearby from hearing. 

“ you don’t practice at this tim- ”

“ i do now, mom. i have to do more now that future dreams is - ”

“ maxwell choi, don’t you dare interrupt me when i’m speaking. why did you call ? your dad’s still at work. ” ironic. and it’s max, for the hundreth time in my life.

“ mom i ... i ... ” he expects to feel nervous, scared, sad. and then, it hits him. this is a good thing. this means more time with his friends and his girlfriend, more time to practice, to explore the world around him without any restraints. this is what he wants. the list of why versus why not is so much bigger, so why should he feel afraid ? suddenly, he feels ... defiant. the type of defiance that always makes him feel good. he grins, and speaks as if he’s told her some great secret.

“ i dropped out. ”

“ of legacy ? thank god, i told you it wouldn’t work out. those trainees are all the same, delusional and not - ”

“ no, mom. ” the light that just emerged starts to dim. “ i dropped out ... of school. ”

silence. so much silence that max feels as if he’s not even in the room.

“ ... mom ? ” 

he hears her breathing. 

“ maxwell choi. ” her voice sounds like an engine, revving itself up. “ you have five minutes to beg them to re-enroll you in your classes as soon as possible, or tell me this is a joke. if you think i’m kidding, i swear to god, i’ll have your card frozen and number blocked before you can blink. and i’ll do whatever it takes to get you out of that training program, too. you won’t be considered a son of mine as a dropout, i swear to god. i dare you to test me. ”

holy shit.

beep. call dropped.

 max looks to his phone, which has turned black. he feels like he’s going to pass out at any minute. he wishes he could say she had overreacted, that she never would think of doing something like that. but he knows his mom, and her tone is one that oozes with sincerity and threats. the idea of her following through makes him sick. 

and yet ? five, ten, fifteen agonizing minutes pass, and he doesn’t do a single thing. he’s a daredevil by nature, but this is his first act of defiance amongst his true challenge - his mother.

[lgcmax]

warning: instant high dose of serotonin boost ♡

[lgcmax]

& rendezvous.

𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐌𝐀𝐗 can actually call their little adventures a date.  if he’s being honest, all the way back in february, giving her the the chocolates, he’d have thought anyone who told him they’d actually become a couple was crazy. because despite him swearing he wasn’t made for a long-term relationship, here he was. hand in hand with yeseo, giving the cheesiest grin as they their feet strolled against the rough terrain. what town were they in, anyways ? he’s not sure, but he doesn’t even care, as they’d taken the weekend to go far from seoul and all it’s chaos for a little peace of mind and time together. 

now that they had more on their plates, doing typical ... “ couple things ” had become less and less feasible. without much time to see each other, and extremely limited interactions since they’d begun under lgc boys and lgc girls, they had to make do with what they had. and before lgc girls japan and future dreams went into full swing, max wanted one more official day with the girl who’s been on his mind since february.  

“ this is ... pretty exciting, don’t you think ? ” max asks as he turns to her, eyes wild with childish mischief. he’s done some ... pretty daring things in his day - mainly just stupid - but this adventure has filled him with energy few other things have. “ it’s like ... we’re on a secret mission or something. the cool guy meets the beautiful girl, and ... they .... they take over the world ! yeseo - ” in sync with the call of her name, he takes her hand to lift it in the air, their couple watches tapping against each other. his eyes meet hers, and when they do, they travel across her face with a heightened sense of affection. with yeseo’s smiling face illuminated by the street lights, and under the night sky - max starts to believe in the possibility of destiny.  

“ - we’re like the modern day bonnie and clyde ! ” and where, oh where, was this grand adventure max was so enthusiastically describing taking them ? the long and treacherous journey to the unimaginable - on their way to experience the traditional date of stargazing, in new couple fashion.

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me watching my own snapchat story: she is so damn funny i love her 

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bonus: mood

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i am having  a game night uhh at a very important business meeting about business so i will be on later !! heart heart to you all, pls take care of yourselves !! also i want to talk to more of u ooc or plotting whichever’s cool i swear i’m trying to get better w messaging oijowwjoij !! so if u ever want to slide me a msg or get my twt feel free  <33 anyway off to my business meeting to do business wheeee !!!

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an interview ? more like an interrogation. max thinks that, for the first time, his skills were really being put up for question. evaluations were one thing, but this was really introspective, and there was no joking his way out of the truth. it was what it was.

  wc: 1142 words ( without prompts ) 

 The first question that was asked was, “While you’re certainly the best rapper in this competition, we see that you have greatly neglected your singing skills so far. Even though you joined less than 2 years ago, we hold you to higher standards than other rappers due to your experience in Project Origin. With your singing as weak as it is, and your dancing skills not being stellar either, don’t you think you’re limiting yourself in only being “the rapper” of your potential group? And if you end up in a group that has little rap verses, would you be able to cope with having very little presence in songs?”

“ i’m the best rapper here ? ” he asks, eyes lighting up with the surprise of the statement. it wasn’t like he didn’t think it, but a part of him was surprised to hear that his beliefs weren’t actually exaggerated, but in fact the truth. he can practically feel his ego inflating, but just as he does, the second statement pops him straight in the face. ouch. greatly neglected his singing skills ? it wasn’t something he wanted to hear, as his singing was quite honestly the only thing that was a true sore spot for him during his training. his mind instantly travels to the time he cried in front of seojin over how bad he was, and he promises this time will be different. no tears.

“ actually, i … respectfully disagree. ” max is more thoughtful with his answer here - perhaps because they hit him where it hurt, perhaps because he’s scared of the power they hold over his future. but he isn’t quick to speak as he usually is, and instead his voice trails off and his eyes look to the sky as if searching for an answer. “ i don’t believe i’ll be limiting myself, though i won’t lie and say i don’t need to make further progress. even though i’m still getting there, i really have been working hard to get better at my singing, as i’ve been learning a lot from singers i look up too. and dance is a skill i’ve just started learning in training, but really have developed a passion for, and have put a lot of effort into. ” looking to the judges, he gulps. he can practically hear her voice coming from them. why aren’t you doing better, max ? you’ll never be a damn thing if you can’t wake up and learn to work for anything. don’t you have any ambition ? if you don’t, you better get some. they all look like his mother. he feels ill. 

“ but uhh … i don’t think i’m limiting myself as rapper, because it’s what i excel at, but i’m building all my other skills from the ground up to become more well rounded. but i’ll really work harder to show you something you can actually be proud of.  and … i think of myself as, a shooting star ? ” you sound cheesy. they’re gonna think you’re stupid, dude. oh god, breathe. “ you might not want to give me many lines, and though i hope you do, i know that when i am in center it’ll be … fleeting, but a powerful moment they won’t forget. time is irrelevant to my performances, i think. capturing their attention for such a short time would be half the fun, to me. i like a challenge, y’know ? ”

“You mentioned that you’d see a rival in anyone that could threaten your rapping position in a group. If that were to happen, and you ended up in a group with another rapper who, while in different ways, is as skilled as you are… would you be willing to share the spotlight? Would your personal ambition to “be on top” come before what’s best for the whole team?” Once you finish answering the question, the staff ends the interview by thanking you and telling you to have a nice day.

“ oh, no ! it’s not that. ” max, for the first time, cracks a smile, waving away the assumption. sure, he was competitive amongst other trainees, maybe too much sometimes, but that’s because he wants to make it. but if he were to debut, they’d become teammates, fighting for a common goal rather than against each other. “ i’ll admit, i’m very competitive. i am. but it’s what’s made me fight to have a spot with everyone else here, i really want to be on top and i don’t think it’s something i should feel bad about. because i don’t want to see anyone fall, or to even really be on top by myself. ” not anymore, anyways. not really. “ i don’t think i would’ve got through this past year without competing with others, because it made me and other trainees fight for our goals. but i also wouldn’t have got through it without the help of them, either. ” he thinks of all the people who have helped him - be it in joining him in performing, talking about goals, helping him with his korean, or just serving as an emotional pick-me-up when he was breakind down. “ i want to be at the top, and i think i can. but that doesn’t mean i don’t want anyone else there with me, you know ? yeah, it might be weird at first, but another rapper would be great, because i’d feel apart of something. to vibe with someone, to really have fun, you get me ? i just want us all to really make it, if we work for it. ” i’m so tired of trying to be the only star.

max choi, promoting hard work and not wanting to be completely alone ? what a fucking revelation that was.

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On Monday, November 30, you are called by one of the staff members to a meeting with Kim Hyuncheol, head manager of the trainees; Park Jeongan, current CEO; Lee Iseul, head creative director; and Roe Kangdae, head manager of LGC Creatives. “Please take a seat.” The staff member spoke before giving a brief explanation of the interview process and how you will be asked two questions related to yourself and Future Dreams. Not a lot was revealed as to why the interview was conducted except for the fact that it was to help them understand their trainees on a more personal level. 

The first question that was asked was, “While you’re certainly the best rapper in this competition, we see that you have greatly neglected your singing skills so far. Even though you joined less than 2 years ago, we hold you to higher standards than other rappers due to your experience in Project Origin. With your singing as weak as it is, and your dancing skills not being stellar either, don’t you think you’re limiting yourself in only being “the rapper” of your potential group? And if you end up in a group that has little rap verses, would you be able to cope with having very little presence in songs?” 

After hearing your response, another person from the panel followed up with a question. Their question was, “You mentioned that you’d see a rival in anyone that could threaten your rapping position in a group. If that were to happen, and you ended up in a group with another rapper who, while in different ways, is as skilled as you are… would you be willing to share the spotlight? Would your personal ambition to “be on top” come before what’s best for the whole team?” Once you finish answering the question, the staff ends the interview by thanking you and telling you to have a nice day.