#diary: juyeon

[clubwnderland]

↳ 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑼𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 — 𝑱𝒖𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏 ༉‧₊

[ A recap of Juyeon's last few months ]

June [doodles of mountains and scenery that he visited]

I think taking a vacation right at the start of the season was a good idea. Travelled to Italy and made a few deals that would help in the future if we ever need to get wine to the club, not that Irene doesn't have the oldest vineyard in her back pocket but this new place? It'll be even better.

July [doodles of the throne room in Hell]

I understand why she doesn't come to Hell as much, her life on Earth is what she's always wanted but a throne left cold is begging for someone to claim it so I've been spending a lot of time in Hell, making sure the demons who once supported my father aren't trying to start something. Tensions are pretty high most of the time but with all the new souls making their way down, maybe they'll feel satisfied. Ten years pass pretty quickly even though humans don't view it like that.

Things seem pretty quiet now, might head back up and make sure things at the apartment are doing okay because Moonbyul started a new hobby and... well, I know how she gets with new fixations.

August [doodles of animals, forests, and the cityscape]

I don't understand the want or obsession with being here? The humans aren't anything great, fragile, selfish and they destroy everything around them when given a chance. I've never really felt connected to what should have been my home, maybe my father's influence sits deeper in me than I care to admit.

The night sky is the one thing I like about their world. That and pizza is pretty good.

Demons whisper about a soul that has escaped... I need to follow up on that.

[bambicito]

[artesbellas]

01. ✶ she's the girl next door,

─ ⊹ nice but naughty, a heart that's pure.

[byemambo]

Concert Diaries: THE BOYZ - ZENERATION II

Artist: THE BOYZ

Tour: ZENERATION II World Tour

Date: July 21, 2024

Location: Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA

Tier: SRA/Gen Admission

Time(s) Seen: Second time

Favorite Songs (Title Track): TATTOO, Levitating, Fantasize, DDD, Survive the Night, Back 2 U, REVEAL, The Stealer, Nectar

Notable Moments (in depth reflection under the cut):

Never been to the Fox Theatre before, it's beautiful in there and I finally experienced a concert with real seating aka cushions 😂

They also provided theatre concessions like popcorn, so I know some people were going to town

Every group I've seen in Atlanta has always said the same thing: "Atlanta is so HOT 🔥"

Jacob singing a snippet of Peaches - Justin Bieber

Kevin mixing up the dates of the previous concert in New York thinking it was "yesterday" instead of two days ago (dates of tour locations stagger every other day, so they were in Atlanta the day before the concert)

Eric and Q first time performing in Atlanta: Eric was on hiatus last tour in 2022, Q got sick while on tour and couldn't attend the Atlanta stop

Haknyeon talking about Atlanta's sports culture: also asked if there were any sports fans in the audience def not me

Brought back pink hair predebut Eric, felt like I got teleported back to 2017 (which is crazy how I've been here since the beginning)

If I remember correctly: Atlanta is home to Sangyeon stans so they delivered whenever that man appeared on screen and talked, same energy last tour as well

The way I started losing my mind when they performed TATTOO (it's their first Japanese EP and I had no hope that I'd be able to see it in person one day since groups usually don't perform their Japanese discography outside of their fan concerts or in Japan)

The members taking time to acknowledge the second floor of the venue, and taking so many moments to scan and take in their image of the experience we're all sharing in that moment

The pure excitement and joy of being in stage and showing us how free they are when they're in the spotlight is addictive and yearned for: to keep their focus on their own path without engaging with any moment of disregard, undermining, or challenging their influence and presence in the industry

Sharing silly moments, such as them fooling around with the height of the mic stands during more fun and carefree songs

Witnessing the comfortability and confidence they now have from being in the industry all these years, while taking time to reflect on their journey as they were once young boys with a big dream ahead of them

The VCR was gorgeous: usually in between outfit changes, the videos shown usually compose of more behind-the-scenes footage (recording sessions, dance practices, self reflections, etc), but THE BOYZ really kept the concert consistent with their "Zeneration" concept (the theatre style venue made it feel like I was watching a movie)

My interpretation (since the Seoul concert VCR has more commentary and behind-the-scenes), there were lots of juxtaposition from a more industrial/sterile environment (all white set, cat walk, very interesting motion transitions (even though I used Adobe After Effects for animated illustration, VFX work on there is otherworldly), defying the natural laws through astrology and galaxy elements (traveling through space and seeing the warping of the universe was so dynamic and peaked my interest because I personally enjoy those themes), and teleporting us into a world filled with nature elements (open grass field, lakeside, flowers, trees, open sky).

THE BOYZ have been working for officially 7 years in December (which is the typical length of time a contract lasts), and I had the privilege of witnessing their growth and journey in finding their footing in the industry. Being a part of a "small company," the level of exposure and opportunities is drastically different in comparison to groups entering the industry from "big companies," whether from music show appearances, award ceremonies, variety show appearances, access to ambitious production professionals (music production, music video directors, content producers, etc). The threshold in attaining any level of commercial "success" is a financial and opportunistic division, which the industry currently operates on. Therefore, groups like THE BOYZ have to overexert themselves beyond what can be a walk in the park for other groups (which doesn't diminish the coexistence of all groups working hard while still acknowledging the innate advantages and disadvantages that vary from the level of influence a company has due to the saturated market), and from being so involved in their journey as a fan, THE BOYZ's ambition and passion in delivering the best performances while exploring and solidifying their artistic voice and color is one of their best traits that resonate to me as a multi stan.

With 7 years of experience, not only is their discography extensive and diverse, active solo/unit promotion (while bringing more attention to the group themselves) continues to keep THE BOYZ head above water for all these years. Appearing in shows like Road to Kingdom while also earning their ticket to join Kingdom: Legendary War, they only continue to make me proud to see them shining on stage and being recognized for their hard work and ambitions. Moments that resonated with me during those times were witnessing and sharing their vulnerable moments with us as the audience (which reminds me of Kevin mentioning after finishing their ballad songs that he kept forgetting the lyrics, but being met with empathy and a smile because we're all human and experiencing the same life full of pressure, anxiety, forgetfulness, etc): Sunwoo being so brave despite having a fear of being head below water and heights taking on many killing parts that challenged him and amplified the drama/storytelling of the performance, the members pushing the limitations of their bodies to showcase their creativity and drive to deliver to the audience something attention grabbing, Juyeon crying after finishing their Quasi una fantasia because he couldn't find his specific branch during the climax of the performance and felt that it could potentially risk their ranking (seeing the fancam of him scrambling on the side of the stage brought me heartache knowing how much pressure he puts on himself because of how deeply he cares about his performance), investing time to showcase a storyline throughout the show that built upon one another (from Eastern warriors, crowned kings, phantom thieves, blossoming sakura petals, and so much more). There is so much love and dedication to what they want to bring to the industry, while also understanding their strengths and capitalizing off of them: intentionality is the word that comes to mind.

From starting out with their school boy youth concepts from Boy as their debut song, silly resort employees in Thrill Ride, werewolf callbacks in REVEAL, defining what it being their individual versions of BE YOUR OWN KING means in their own right, thieves in The Stealer, competing against one another and resorting to violent methods to escape their doom in MAVERICK, exploring nostalgia as school boys again in Nectar, there are so many concepts and sides of THE BOYZ that has only solidified their position in my life as one of my favorite artists. The willingness to experiment and explore, the willingness to deliver new flavors of THE BOYZ while also calling back to past concepts as newer versions of who they once were at that point in their lives. Having so much awareness of the creative direction they're walking on is inspiring, it's admirable, it's cherished. Please give them their flowers, moments of acknowledging their efforts and impact they have on the world around them, and taking the time to return the love we receive from them tenfold. For some, it may seem like the end to a beginning, but with any end, there's always a beginning. I only hope and pray that they will continue down this flowering path and inspire everyone around them, while also taking moments for themselves to join in on the human experience and remove the fame and "idol" mask. That they are just like us, that they have their own worries and insecurities, their own qualms and moments of weakness, their own dreams and goals, their own paths to pave, their own acknowledgement of their emotions and down to earth contemplations. That we all aren't so different after all: that we all share the mutual exchange of love and energy for one another. We're all playing the same game of life: it's up to us to continue grounding ourselves and to return home to our safe spaces.

While driving home four hours away (ended up being three from me being ballsy and driving during midnight) from Atlanta shortly after the concert was over and everyone else attended hi-touch, I finally took the time to record a long awaited voice memo for myself: spent the entire drive reflecting and acknowledging areas of my life that deserve praise and have been on the back burner for a long time. Just from enjoying my time at the concert, the energy gave me so much strength, so much love and care, so much inspiration and desire to work harder, so much appreciation for living my life with intentionality, second by second, moment to moment. Moments like these mean the world to me, giving me evidence and more reasons to continue waking up every day whether to clear skies or thunder clouds. That there is more to this life than what meets the eyes. To some, it's never "this deep" or belittling people choosing to live in their authentic selves and love what they love even if it seems weird, lame, stupid, which to that I say: "don't yuck another man's yum" and "I hope that one day you will have the courage to reflect and meet yourself at such levels of depth where there's no reason to fear the judgment of others, society, the world. Where living in your authentic self will not only alter your relationship with your own pursuit of happiness, but wanting to share that same warm fuzzy feeling with the rest of the world. Nothing makes me more joyous than seeing someone else tap into themselves and light up like a chandelier, like a sparkler, like a candle, like a campfire, like a firework. Why wouldn't you want to witness such moments of pure passion and love?"

Next Concert: ATEEZ - TOWARDS THE LIGHT : WILL TO POWER

[gloriousrunwayninja]

I MISS HIM

[cloverdaisies]

HOW TO SURVIVE SENIOR YEAR ☆

ERIC SOHN x reader 𝜗𝜚𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

˗ˏˋ description:ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭ : a chaotic how to guide on surviving high school with an 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 crush on the skater boy with the locker next to urs.

˗ˏˋ genre: ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭: pretty much chaos & fluff !

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ word count: ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: 5.4k+

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ dt : ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: for bar! @sohnric sorry it’s so late ! ! yk, e v e r y t h i n g that’s been going on & i’m sure you don’t mind! merry late c h r i s t m a s i <3 u very much, i tried to incorporate everything for you… i think these prompts definitely reached the right person!! ৎ୭… so for my bar ! ! …..

# FRIDAY 21ST SEPTEMBER 1996

# MORNING! 🌥️

The unbearable series of screeching from the school bell, cued the sound of wheels scraping against the pavement outside. A pair of blue cargo jeans complimenting a classic pair of red jordan’s glued themselves to a skateboard as it began flipping and jumping curbs. The wire of a walkman dangling, the flimsy headphones leaking sounds of a noisy guitar through the hallway of the school.

“Eric Sohn. No skating in the corridor and you’re late to class.” A nerdy-looking hallway monitor approached the skateboard wielding boy, holding out some form of citation for Eric to sign with a wavering hand.

“I’m not signing that.” He laughed, snatching the sheet making sure to crumple it into a tight ball before throwing it behind him. “You didn’t see me. Thank me later.”

The hall monitor, whose name tag read ‘Younghoon’ looked down with eyeballs bulging from his skull at the cigarette in his palm, tears pricking his waterline. Eric continued to skate the corridors to his homeroom, biting into an apple with that jaw of his that had to have been sharpened by the gods-

at least…. that’s what you saw….

Eric was a childhood crush of yours, considering you two lived on the same street growing up and you still vividly remember the heart eyes that pumped from your skull when you watched him play basketball on his driveway from your windowsill every night after school. Everything he did was enchanting, he made the simplest things look hot and his charm was next level too.

As for what Kevin sat next to you was seeing: just some dude burping and blowing it into his friends face afterwards.

In your sick love fantasy, you still thought he was the funniest most angelic man to first stick his feet in the soil of the earth.

“If you wanna survive senior year, you need to stop staring at him like that. it’s gross and it’ll leave you the minute it gets heart eyes for anything else. How many times can we have this conversation?” Kevin laughed and scribbled down, ‘1. NO F**K BOYS (especially Eric Sohn)’ in bright red ink at the top of your page.

“So!” Your homeroom teacher waltzed into the room with a wide grin glowing from cheek to cheek. “The class of 96’ how do you feel?! Your time at this school is almost over! Some of us are setting good examples, sat in our actual chairs and not the table Mr. Sohn?”

You giggled as Eric turned with a sigh, crossing his arms and sinking into his seat, secretly you hoped he would catch eyes with you just for a second and share a smile. However, the boy just put his headphones back on and slammed his head on the wooden desk as if he were to fall asleep.

You looked down at the diary where,

“ 1. NO F**K BOYS ”

had been written so passionately by Kevin and thought, if you’re gonna make senior rules, you should at least make the best high school ‘how to’ guide the world has ever seen.

——

The entire school day, word had gotten about ‘Kyu’s first party of the semester’ renowned for his crazy mansion of a house, and parents that were home a concerningly small amount of the time. Happening tonight, you hadn’t even thought about what you were gonna wear yet, or the fact that Kyu himself was Eric’s bestfriend.

Eric had a rather large friend circle of boys in your year, from Juyeon who was into sports to Jacob who was a bit of a music nerd and closer to Kevin if anything. Despite this, neither you or Kevin had received an invite to Kyu’s house for later that day.

# LUNCHTIME ! 🍛

Filling your metal tray and sitting next to Kevin on the end of one of the empty lunch hall tables, before you you could even begin biting in the panini you’d paid for, it was snatched out of your hand by...

“Sunwoo, that was my sandwich.” You groaned, looking at your empty plate and then back at him with a glare. “Do you not have your own food?”

“This looked nicer than my food, just have it back.” He shrugged dumping the half eaten sandwich back on your plate.

“Oh no it’s all yours.” You smiled sarcastically watching as he smiled and took the sandwich back in one animalistic gulp.

“So sorry about that y/n. Isn’t he just awful? I got you a new one.” Hyunjae, as if the entire scene was staged, sits beside you with his hand smoothly rested on his cheek. He pushed a new sandwich in front of you with a carton of orange juice sat at the top of the tray.

You rolled your eyes before you almost tripped over your comically untied laces (how did both of them end up that way?) You flew backwards only to be caught by Hyunjae, once again returning to his cringey script.

“Falling for me, I see?” He smirked lifting you back to your feet as you sat down to retie your laces that had been undone by someone at some point in time.

“Is this just going to happen every lunchtime?” You cocked an eyebrow with a huff, tying bunny ears in your converse and briefly looking back up to the boy.

“Of course, however each time it just gets more creative.” He smiled confidently, you were unaware that these were romantic gestures since Hyunjae made it seem like one big joke with his extravagant concepts.

“Please make it stop.” You rolled your eyes and tucked into the new sandwich, Kevin laughing to himself. You began to zone out as you noticed Eric from across the canteen, sat on the table skateboard propped up and talking to his friends. He looked at you momentarily with a smile before you were interrupted by Hyunjae waving his hand in front of your face.

“Are you guys coming to kyu’s?” Hyunjae asked, biting into his own.

“No. We’re not cool enough.” Kevin began to fake cry, wiping invisible tears and squealing in a high pitched whine.

“He said anyone can come, of course you guys are invited. When has he ever asked anyone?” Sunwoo added punching Kevin the back lightly and taking a seat at the table. “Just show up.”

As lunch ended, you found yourself digging through your locker for the biology notes you’d written the other day. However as you dug through your shelf you just couldn’t find them.

“What you looking for?” A deep voice alarmed you, looking up to see Eric Sohn throwing his jacket in the locker that belonged to him next to yours.

“Oh. Uhm.” You stuttered for a moment, wondering if your eyes and ears were telling you the truth. “Just some notes for biology, we have a test coming up.”

“Oh yeah, you can borrow mine for now. Just slot them back in my locker on Monday.” Eric passed you a few pieces of A4 with neatly printed notes, the cigarette resting on his lips bobbing as he spoke.

“Thanks, that’s uh, really kind of you.” You smiled as he shook his head nonchalantly.

“It’s nothing, don’t stress.” He added before breezing past you to the exit of the school with a confident stride in his steps, his skateboard under his arms.

# EVENING 🌌 :📍Y/N’s HOUSE

“Okay so what are you wearing?” Kevin asked turning around in his sequin shirt and jeans, complimenting his outfit with a crossbody bag and sunglasses.

“Uhm. Not sure yet. Might go for baggy jeans and a sequin top too.. I have a lot.” You showed Kevin the options, watching as he scratched his chin and looked between them.

જ⁀➴ৎ୭ OUTFIT OPTIONS:

(feel free to mix & m a t c h!)

“Gorgeous!” Kevin smiled, fixing you a few necklaces of his behind your neck. You smiled and looked in the mirror briefly before setting off down the block.

The house pulsated the entire street as guests spilled in the front door to the infectious rhythm playing at max volume from the many speakers around the house. A kaleidoscope of vibrant lights drowned the space, as drinks circulated everyone from the kitchen.

House parties tended to be like some sort of cringe trashy and incomprehensible version of a homecoming dance for adults that you couldn’t seem to understand. Sure they were fun but, high school students embarrassing themselves sure wasn’t.

“Hey Kevin.” A very drunk Ji Changmin sauntered over to us at the entrance, “Who’s the plus one?”

As Changmin looked over with his devilish glare, apart of you started to get nervous. As if you were mixing with the wrong crowd, a gentle flip in your stomach warned you, something was about to go incredibly wrong.

“Hi, I’m y/n.” You introduced yourself with a smile, as he passed you a beer from the many in his arms.

There was one thing that would determine whether someone would survive senior year: alcohol.

“2. PARTIES = STATUS”

Probably one of the most screwed survival tips, but unfortunately for teenagers who were just short of legal age a sip of liquor was enough to emphasise them as ‘cool’. Even if drinking is not your thing, the general consensus of being popular in senior year was to attend parties, host them and make lethal mistakes whilst there.

Throughout the night, you and Kevin found yourselves bouncing from group to group eventually watching Sangyeon and Juyeon play the most intense game of cup pong ever played in the competitive sports world.

♫ ANOTHER NIGHT - REAL MCCOY playing from speakers ♫

“Do you wanna take this one?” Sangyeon asked, holding the ping pong ball in front of you with a raised eyebrow.

“Me?” You asked laughing from the sidelines as he nodded, standing up properly you walked towards the table where most eyes were fixed on the table.

You’d gotten the grips of how to play, grasping the ball with a nervous clench before watching as Juyeon stared down the table with a sly smirk, his arms folded over his white tank top.

Bouncing off the table the ball hit the top of the few cups cups before landing in the fourth, making Juyeon’s total three. The crowd watching laughed as Juyeon threw his head back in defeat, taking the cup and gulping down its contents.

“Taking advantage of beginners luck is dirty play.” Juyeon shook his head at Sangyeon who laughed knowingly. “Whatever. If I land this you’re drinking this.”

Sure enough, as Juyeon bounced the ball across the table it landed in one of the two cups left leaving one. You’d hoped he’d missed not wanting to get to drunk around a group of people you’d never met. Nevertheless you took the cup and necked it’s contents, with a cheering crowd. Juyeon eventually won against Sangyeon, seeing the close of world’s most competitive game of cup pong.

A few drinks through the night, your brain chemistry had already began buzzing and the socialite in you stepped out of hiding, as you spoke to almost everyone you encountered. Hearing commotion from the living room, you dragged Kevin to investigate.

The room buzzed with anticipation as people gathered in a circle, forming a tight-knit group. Nervous giggles filled the air, drowned out by the music playing in the background. Sunwoo placed a bottle in the center of the circle, ready to determine the first pair of an early game of ‘spin the bottle’.

With a flick of his wrist, the bottle spun, its rotation echoing the excitement in the room. Hearts raced as it slowed down, pointing towards its chosen target. The room held its breath as the Sunwoo locked eyes with a girl he’d had a crush on for most of his childhood, their cheeks flushing bright pink as he made eye contact. With a playful smile, Sunwoo picked out one of the ‘fates’ written in the hat, revealing the crumpled paper to the crowd.

“Kiss.” He laughed nervously, smiling as she was, the circle squealed in anticipation. He leaned in to give her peck which raised a “booo” from the crowd at the underwhelming gesture.

“Y/N JOIN IN.” Hyunjae yelled from the group, causing the circle to laugh at how pathetic he was. You jokingly stepped behind Kevin to hide as “Join” began to be chanted in the room, persuading you to sit down in a gap made by Hyunjae and Haknyeon.

You took the bottle and spun it, the booze causing nerves to disappear. As the bottle began to slow down, Hyunjae grabbed the glass pointing it towards him - no one protesting considering this was his life long goal.

You sighed, hoping the paper in the hat wouldn’t do you dirty in this situation, looking up you noticed a familiar figure. Eric’s eyes stared down at you, stood from the other side of the circle, rested against the mantlepiece in his tank top and baggy jeans - a bottle of beer gripped loosely in his hands.

All of a sudden, your hands began to shake in adrenaline, Hyunjae’s eyes wavering as he noticed the way you looked up at the other boy. You began to unfold one of the pieces of paper from the hat, “7 minutes in heaven” you could have screamed. This was truly a worst case scenario, as the circle cheered and Sunwoo ushered the two of you to the bathroom.

Hyunjae locked the door with a sigh, sitting both legs in the bathtub and taking a lengthy swig of his beer in a saddened manner.

“Are you not going to do anything?” You asked curiously, folding your arms and taking a seat on the toilet cover.

“No.”He sighed, resting the bottle on the side and turning to look at you with an inquisitive stare, his eyebrows furrowing as if they contemplating internal questions.

“Why not?” You asked further, leaning forward as Hyunjae’s confident demeanour seemed to have suspiciously faltered.

“I see the way you look at him.” He suddenly spat, as if something within him snapped. “You’ll never give it up will you. Everyday, I do something to make you laugh, smile and show you someone cares. Yet… Every time I try, you’re still staring at that motherfucker who wants nothing to do with you.”

“Sorry?” You asked almost confused, the outburst seemingly unnecessary as he went to speak again but was interrupted by an ominous banging at the door.

“I get you guys are probably exchanging cooties in there, but I need to shit.” The sweet sound of Haknyeon’s charming voice and vocabulary echoed through the bathroom causing you to hold back a laugh in the situation.

“Listen y/n. I need to ask a favor.” Hyunjae proposed, stopping you from reaching for the handle of the door. “My parents have been bugging me about having a girlfriend, since my brother has one now and they’re telling me I’m a good for nothing man who will never be able to commit to someone. Which is kind of true. But will you pretend to be my girlfriend to get them off my back?”

“Will I? Hmmm….” You pretend to think for a second before retorting with a loud. “NO.”

“Please. I’ll help you get him, I’ll do everything I can to help you win Eric over. I’m one of his bestfriends.” Hyunjae’s eyes glistened in genuine sparkle, an expression you’d only come across once or twice in your life.

“I’ll think about it. But for now, it’s not a yes or a no.” You closed the conversation, head spinning as you opened the door, Haknyeon spilling into the bathroom and beelining straight for the toilet.

“3. DONT PRETEND TO BE SOMEONE’s GIRLFRIEND WHILST YOUR TRYING TO GET THE ATTENTION OF THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE.”

Oddly specific rule, however as you proceeded down the stairs it seemed you wouldn’t have to convince people you were dating - their dirty minds had already assumed what had happened in that bathroom.

“You’re on.” You looked back at Hyunjae with a smile before linking arms with Kevin to leave, the party only dying down in the early hours of the morning.

# SATURDAY 22ND SEPTEMBER 1996

# MORNING 🌥️

The gentle rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, birds began chirping outside, and the comforting aroma of breakfast drifted from the kitchen. Your eyes stuck together and your head booming with music from the night before, on the floor Kevin was sprawled emitting gentle snores.

The sound of a car horn outside, immediately brought you to your senses, with your fingers your gently moved the curtain to see Hyunjae leant against his car.

“Your dating Hyunjae?” Kevin asked, giving you the fright of your life as he appeared over your shoulder.

“No.” You immediately refuted, getting shivers from the sickly idea of having to date such a inferior choice of male.

“So why’s he here?” Kevin asked with a sarcastic voice, laughing at the stupidity of the scene.

“We’re dating but like just so his family gets off his back.” You sighed, standing up out of bed and beginning to make yourself look more presentable.

“You’re FAKE dating, Hyunjae?” Kevin’s jaw dropped even more than it already was if that was even possible. “That isn’t gonna look good to lover boy now is it?”

“Listen, he’s helping me get him. He’s on the inner circle, if I have a chance of getting Eric this is it.” You sighed taking your clothes to change in your arms.

“I’m calling Jacob.” Kevin suddenly added, pulling out his nokia with its antenna.

“Don’t you dare he said don’t call unless it’s emergencies, he’s in exam mode.” You recalled, knowing Jacob is practically unreachable during exam season.

“This is an emergency.” Kevin emphasised each word with a sarcastic edge.

“It’s not and if you call him, I’ll make your life so difficult.” You pointed at the boy with a warning finger before walking out to meet Hyunjae in front of his car.

♫ ALL THE SMALL THINGS - BLINK 182 playing from the car radio ♫

“Hey.” You smiled, climbing into the passenger seat of his car, the soft top rolled down so the breeze would eventually leave you wind swept. “Where we heading?”

“Bowling with my parents.” Hyunjae grumbled, more than happy you were in his car but visibly stressed with the entire situation.

“Is this all I have to do and I’m not your girlfriend anymore?” You suggested, leaning your head on the side of the car and letting the wind catch your face.

“Should be. Then I’ll tell you all about him.” Hyunjae chuckled, one hand on the steering wheel and another raking through his hair.

The bowling alley downtown was lively, decorated with neon lights and the sound of crashing pins. The smell of hot dogs and nachos wavering faintly in the air. The lanes are filled with laughter and ‘friendly’ competition.

Hyunjae swiftly introduced you to his mother and father, who looked you up and down before sending him an impressed smile.

“I’ll have to warn you dear y/n, they both get a bit competitive.” Hyunjae’s mother smiled as Hyunjae age his dad began squaring up to each other in the lane.

Whilst you were putting on your shoes, you felt a pair of eyes on you from somewhere unable to tell where.

“Hey y/n!” A familiar cheerful voice greeted you, looking up shell shocked you saw Eric, dressed in his work uniform with a lollipop. You felt your heart shatter, Hyunjae had to know he worked here, he set you up, but why?

Eric looked gorgeous in uniform you had to say, his pinstriped shirt and jeans complimented by the blue cap. However, you had bigger issues.

“You on a date with Hyunjae?” He asked, polishing a pair of shoes behind the counter next to you, happening to notice how pretty his hands were. “You look pretty, he’s a lucky guy.”

What did he say?

“Oh Eric! You met my girlfriend! This is y/n!” Hyunjae wrapped an arm around you with a condescending smile, for you everything felt as if it had frozen in time.

Eric swivelled the lollipop in his mouth for a moment, observing the look of shock you’d tried to conceal with a smile on your face and chuckled to himself.

“Landed a nice one there haven’t you buddy?” Eric almost began to patronise his bestfriend, a look of suspicious nature hidden in his big smile like a cheshire cat.

“I’m just going to go to the bathroom.” You giggled before excusing yourself to the toilets across the arena with a nervous pace.

“Well that backfired.” A voice sounded, someone pulling you back from one of the booths in the canteen. Kevin and Jacob sat like spies with sunglasses tuxedos and newspapers had been watching the entire time.

“He set me up.” You sighed putting your hands in your head. “I know he’s jealous of him but i didn’t think he’d go this far.”

“It’s Hyunjae. This is probably hilarious content to him.” Kevin rolled his eyes as Jacob nodded along, them both peering around the corner to watch the scene unfold.

“Y/n have you ever considered that Eric might like you?” Jacob asked taking his sunglasses off to look at you properly before you answered.

“He definitely doesn’t like me like that, maybe as a friend?” You suggested, twiddling your thumbs together over the wooden surface.

“Well he doesn’t seem to like the entire you and Hyunjae thing.” He added looking back over to the icy conversation between the two boys at the check in desk - Hyunjae’s parents stepping in to tell him they were ready to play.

“How can you tell?” You furrowed your brows in confusion, waiting for the reply as he began to speak.

“Duck! He’s coming.” Kevin quickly hid you under table covering you with his jacket as they both got back to their newspapers.

“Kevin?” The sound of Hyunjae’s voice from above the surface startled. “You seen y/n anywhere?”

“No? I saw her come in with you.” Kevin cleverly redirected the question allowing the boy to shrug and walk in a different direction looking for you.

“I told you these disguises wouldn’t work, we needed the moustaches.” Kevin hissed across the table to Jacob, the both of them having watched a few too many over the summer.

“Listen what do I do? Because I can’t tell Eric I’m fake dating Hyunjae because then he’d find out I was doing it because I have a stupid little thing for him!” You exclaimed, frustrated as you’d fell right in to Hyunjae’s trap.

“4. DON’T FALL FOR YOUR CRUSH’S BESTFRIENDS BLACKMAIL”

“I wouldn’t call it little. But hope things work out for you!” Jacob smiled angelically ignoring the pain shimmering in your eyes.

“Me too!” They began to gather their things ave scramble, about to take flight from the situation.

“Where are you guys going?” You asked panicked they were about to ditch you and leave the sticky situation.

“Getting you out of here.” Kevin replied taking your arm and sprinting out of the nearest exit - they may have set an alarm off for opening a fire door but oh well.

“5. DO HAVE FRIENDS THAT WILL GET YOU OUT OF SITUATIONS YOU CAUSED YOURSELF”

# MONDAY 24TH SEPTEMBER 1996

After hibernating in your bed for the rest of the weekend and 13 times Kevin had tried to ring the landline to check if you were okay. It was time to face them all at school and you could not think of anything worse.

“Oh my god. It’s aliveeee.” Kevin acts out a poor excuse of a Frankenstein impression as you laughed and breezed past him to your locker.

“If you see Hyunjae hide me.” You chuckled as he signed ‘rodger that’ with a salute and began rambling about the pasta he cooked for dinner the night before.

All of a sudden you were pushed into the locker, Kevin stood in front on you casually reading a book as Hyunjae walked by with a question mark above his head. He didn’t bother asking where you were, assuming if you weren’t with Kevin you weren’t there at all.

You eventually broke free of the hiding spot, fixing your hair and brushing down your clothes. The sound of wheels rolling down the corridor coming to a halt beside you.

“Were you?-” Eric was about to ask but refrained considering Kevin was signing ‘cut’ and ‘shush’ behind you flailing his arms around like a maniac.

“Here’s your notes.” You smiled, a touch of pink rising to your cheeks as your hand grazed his defined one, the notes you’d borrowed in pristine condition.

“Thanks, cutie.” He smiled, the nickname causing you to freeze up in your tracks, you knew he only said it out of courtesy or like the others that was ‘just his personality’ but it made your heart melt - as you watched him skate down the corridor, his biceps flexing to maintain balance.

You managed to survive your classes without being berated by Hyunjae or any of his friends, having to sadly eat lunch in a cubicle surely wasn’t a high moment of yours.

Soon the bell was sounding for the end of the day as students flocked out of the grounds excited for the school’s baseball match that evening.

“There she is!” You heard an annoyingly shrill voice yell from behind you, as you were about to cross the car lot. Behind you was Eric Hyunjae and Juyeon, walking in a line towards you whilst Eric was on his skateboard.

“Told you I saw her.” Eric laughed as you were clearly avoiding Hyunjae at all costs, you turned with a bitter smile as they got closer.

“You coming to Eric’s big game tonight?” Juyeon asked giving a friendly elbow to Eric, clearly nervous as it was the first big game of the season.

Eric looked at you with an ounce of hope, only to be quickly shot down, but you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes sparkled at the idea.

“No she’s actually got a date with me.” Hyunjae answered for you with a snide tone, eyes flickering towards you.

“No,no. I think I’ll go.” You smiled, “I really like baseball.”

“I don’t wanna interrupt you guys.” Eric looked between you both with something suspicious lingering behind his eyes as he turned his baseball cap to the left.

“You’re not interrupting us! Perhaps this ‘date’ can be on the pitch.” You suggested looking at Hyunjae’s wide eyes, knowing his plan was falling to pieces but he couldn’t disagree, not in front of everyone.

“Cool.” Eric smiled smugly, “See you there.”

You watched as him and Juyeon walked to the pitch for pre-match practice. Not wanting to spare Hyunjae anymore time, you walked at lightning speed in the direction of your house, ignoring him yelling your name from behind you.

“Y/n give me a second.” Hyunjae caught up to you on the sidewalk, grabbing your arm to turn you around. “You don’t have to do this anymore, go get him. It’s clear you’ll always love him and I can’t change that. I’m sorry, I took it too far.”

Despite the fact you appreciated the apology it seemed as if it was a little to late, he’d already tried to bring everything crashing down between you and Eric and now he thinks the both of you are on a date at his game. You smiled at him and nodded, swiftly turning on your heels and rushing home.

# LET’S GO H A W K S, LET’S G O O O !!🏟️

The chanting of cheerleaders and commotion amongst the crowd sang from outside of the pitch, Kevin and Jacob having already bought snacks rushed to a bench with good sight of the pitch.

“I’m so excited for this, there’s literally no way we lose.” Kevin watched as your school team walked out on to the pitch, immediately spotting Eric and making smoochy faces at you.

You didn’t notice too much of Kevin’s torment, as you were captivated by the sight of him. Eric looked up at the bleachers as if he was scanning the crowd for someone in particular his eyes landed on you for a moment - or Kevin maybe even Jacob.

The game commenced, no home-runs were scored by the competition and our team was not looking to beat them either. Time was running out as the ball left the hand of the pitcher, Eric stood in formation waiting for the ball to reach him. He swung the bat behind him and hit the ball with astonishing force triggering a roar from the crowd. He made a run for it, it was a home-run, the winning home-run.

“Go get him girl.” Kevin said as the players began to leave the pitch, watching as you ran off immediately to find him.

You patiently waited outside the locker rooms for him, knowing the other players would be tossing him around and winding him up. He eventually emerged from the lockers, wet hair and a towel around his neck.

“Can I talk to you?” You asked as he caught eyes with you, confused to why you’d waited.

“Sure, where’s Jae?” He asked, following you as you began to walk to somewhere more private.

“I’ll explain all of that.” You sighed, looking back at the boy for a moment, feeling your heartbeat pause in time as the sunlight hit his skin.

You both made your way under the bleachers, Eric already making a joke about what happens underneath them before even getting there.

“Eric. I have to say this otherwise one day I’m going to implode.” You began, your heart facing the adrenaline kicking through your veins and it was as if a theme park was screaming in your stomach. “I like you.”

A silence sat amongst you, the conflict in his eyes bouncing back and forth making you increasingly apprehensive for what he was about to say.

“Y/n I can’t do this to Hyunjae. Listen I really like you but that’s my-” Eric tried to collect himself, holding on to the top of the bleachers with one arm and wiping his forehead with the other.

“Eric we’re not dating! I know you can see that.” You pleaded with him, watching as his gorgeous eyes twisted to confusion.

“You’re not?” He asked, more than confused.

“No…. I agreed to ���fake’ date him to get his parents off his back and to get to know more about you. But.. he took it too far and I think he might’ve been jealous I liked you.” You admitted, chewing your bottom lip and looking anywhere but at the boy fresh off the pitch in his baseball uniform.

“I don’t know because what if you’re lying to me.” He suggested, you couldn’t get offended because what if you were?

“Eric you’ve known me since we were kids I wouldn’t lie to you, I wouldn’t get anything out of doing that.” You reassured him, watching him contemplate ideas in his head as if mini cogs were turning.

“Y/n I know I don’t show it, but I really was interested in you but Hyunjae I couldn’t hurt him. Do you mind if I?” He asked, pulling you closer to him with his back leant up against the metal beam behind him.

“Of course I don’t.” You smiled, your voice barely above a whisper as you watched that beautiful grin of his spread across his lips, his brown eyes sparkling down with the sunset peaking through the gaps of the rows.

He kissed you, so sweetly, so gently, holding your face with the palm of his hand and bringing your waist closer as your stomach flipped and your heart filled with love. As you parted he brought you into his arms, it was the warmest hug that just felt as if everything was right.

“Now that you’ve said it, it makes sense. I’ve never seen someone avoid their boyfriend so much until now.” He laughed thinking of the time you escaped the bowling alley with Kevin and Jacob and further went to extreme lengths to avoid him at school too.

You giggled in his arms, looking up to his face that smiled back down at you, gently moving in for another kiss.

“I think I won twice today.” Eric laughed, giddy with excitement the grin on his face practically beaming from ear to ear.

That’s how you sort of survived senior year.

tagging: @juyeonszn @deobienthusiast 🤍

[littleroaes]

To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, tbz [ TEASER ]

FULL FIC

Y/n's stale love life gets a catalyst at the start of the autumn semester when two weeks earlier; her younger brother got egged on by his friend to post the box of secret love letters she has collected during 12 years. how does she handle the end of summer and five leaked love letters?

PAIRING ( 3rd pov, she/ her ) fem!reader x lee hyunjae, lee juyeon, ji changmin, kim sunwoo, eric sohn

GENRE, WARNINGS fluff, university!au, humor, to all the boys i loved before!au, 2000s and 2010s au, summer!au, sprinkle of angst, sporty people, nerdy people, parties, friends2lovers, childhood friends, bickering, slice of life, coming of age ( more info in full fic ! )

RELEASE DATE end of may / beginning of june

ESTIMATED WORD COUNT 10 - 17 k

TEASER WORD COUNT : about 500

this will be my fic for the @deoboyznet love letter collective event! ( idk if i should use the dbn tag since it’s just a teaser ) i've wanted to write a "to all the boys..." fic for so long and i'm finally doing it! if someone wants to be tagged for the full fic lmk!

like and reblog are highly encouraged!

THERE'S A THING YOU DO–OR SHE DOES AT LEAST–WHEN SOMETHING'S BEEN OCCUPYING YOUR MIND.

Dad told her once after an argument with a best friend to take a paper and a pen; then, let it out. Fold the paper, lay it in a box, and shelter under your bed. 

It’s inherently the same concept as a diary she suppose. Though, somewhat more effective. 

Nonetheless, from that first letter a series of what one can only describe as an uncontrolled teenage angst ensemble of love letters emerged over the course of twelve years.

...

There are five of them. 

The first one is Lee Jaehyun, a three year older popular student who she had a trivial crush on in middle school (together with everyone else). In all honesty she didn’t know much about him; just that he was cute looking. There’s a sort of emotional torment in recalling her one sided adoration while leaned out the school window to see him play football. Even his name haunts her still in uni as her roommate had a crush on the shining hockey player the entire two semesters.

In short, everyone liked Lee Jaehyun. 

Next is Eric Sohn, her childhood friend, the boy next door, her first love? He has many titles she realize. He lived in an impressive house north from hers, one that hosts many parties every time his parents take the trip to their summer resort. At some point, it felt like he knew every kid in town. Luckily for her; Y/n has never been the jealous type. Despite being each other’s ride or die since ten, Y/n has never confessed the secret ways she looked at him back in the sandbox.  

Third is Sunwoo–just Sunwoo; she never got his last name–from summer camp who she even (jokingly) got married to. Her first summer at thirteen, away from her parents, with kids her age. When recalling it all back, that summer feels as if taken right out of a movie, and she fell head first, three meters deep with the boy. Sunwoo always stood in the center (bad and good…mostly bad tbh). They got paired up for the kayak; it pissed rained and their coordination couldn’t take them ten meters. But she remembers every word he said as butterfly inducing nonetheless. After that, at night they snuck out of their cabin’s to watch the stars. And when that summer too ended, she swore her heart shattered into million pieces.

The fourth is Lee Juyeon, a boy she had never seen before until his cat got pregnant by her own. Scuba Steve (long story) had been gone for some days until another family came up to their door with him. For half a year, it felt like she saw Lee Juyeon everyday. He was just as enchanted by kittens as her (if not more) and they would visit each other just to cuddle with them. Her teenage heart used to rush with the mere presence of him and they together named all the kittens–until they were sold off. Then they eventually stopped seeing each other. Though he still lurks around as a poet’s ghost around campus (source: Eric). 

The last one, Ji Changmin, the son of her mother’s friend. He teached her calculus for a while in high school. To be fully transparent, she didn’t learn much from him that year because all she did was leaning on the kitchen table while adoring him until the rims of his glasses slipped. He always scolded her endearingly when she didn’t listen (which was the majority of the time). Ji Changmin always wore cute polos with neat pants–now when thinking about it, her mother might have approved if they got together. But it’s too late. He went to uni; and simply left her with a newfound thing for glasses (still wearing cute polos in uni). 

And that's all five. She sometimes wonders if it was a mere symptom of youth that resulted in those letters. Since uni–outside a campus crush or two-–that compelling yearning for someone has never come back to her. 

to be continued

© littleroaes, written and all

[mars101]

Act 10: -> Scene 2: "are you mad?"

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8k) -> ss after text

“you what..?”

“i invited my dad…”

a huge sigh of relief escaped jay's mouth, “oh thank god, you're not cheating on me”

“are you crazy?? why would i cheat on you?!?”

“hon you’re the crazy one, you. you invited your dad. i- how?-”

yin lays back down as she runs a hand through her hair, pulling at the knots, “i read mom’s diary, and there were three names.”

jay leans on his arm and raises an eyebrow, “three names? what like, your mom had three men?” he squints his eyes as he starts to think. “ohh she did… so how did you find your dad?”

his fiancé groans into her hands, “i didn’t.. all three of them are here, and they all think they’re walking me down the aisle.”

“no.” jay’s own face falls, and he rests his hand on yin’s for stability. “yin you actually invited all of them? ..why..?”

“i.. i thought that i would know who my dad was right away, but no. and even after getting to know all of them, i'm honestly not sure, even though i was sure it was juyeon for a bit but-”

“no yin, i mean why? why did you invite them? they've never been here, and you've lived your whole life without knowing who they are. i mean- does mom know?”

“no.. god, this is why i didn't tell you at first, i knew something like this would freak you out-”

“something like this? you invited three whole strangers to our wedding without telling me first. you didn't even tell your mom about this. they were a part of y/n's past, and considering you were never told about them, she probably wanted to keep it that way.”

the two sat in silence for a while, even with the loud footsteps of their friends passing by their room, the couple stay staring at the ceiling.

“are you mad?” yin broke the silence, her voice a silent whisper.

“not mad, just confused..” jay turns his head to glance at yin, her eyes fixated to the air. he makes a move and places his hand atop hers. “thank you for telling me, better late than never, right?”

“i'm sorry.”

“i'm not the one you should be apologizing to.” he sits up to grab the forgotten plate of food next to them. “once you finish your food, go ahead and see mom outside”

“alright..” yin hesitates before asking something, “do you maybe want to see our notes?”

“our?-” he was cut off when yin pulled out her phone and was scrolling through google docs. he notices the texts on the page with the ‘designated colors’ of each girl and sighs, knowing that he can't refuse now that he knows.

Meanwhile, outside back on the courtyard was Y/n. A huge mess was left as an aftermath of the bachelorette party turned bachelorette and bachelor party, and she took the duty of cleaning up the whole place.

A few of Jay's friends helped a bit but when it came to decorating the eventually dinning table she dismissed the boys to enjoy themselves. Good thinking as someone ended up sneaking up behind her.

“Y/n.”

Hands on her shoulders and the familiar tone of the voice calling her name startled Y/n. “Woah! Who—Younghoon?”

“There's something I need to tell you or ask you but—”

Y/n tries walking off, but the stubborn male trails right behind her. “Look, I can't talk long, no wait. I can't talk, period. My daughter's wedding is today—”

“This is what I wanted to talk about because, daughter? I thought you said she's some local girl.”

Y/n opens her mouth to answer but is cut off by Younghoon before a sound can even come out of her mouth. Deep eyebags under the man's eyes start becoming more prominent to Y/n now that the two are looking at each other under the bright sun.

“Why didn't you say she's your daughter at first?”

“Because Younghoon, it's none of your business.”

“Oh, but I think it's my business too.” The word ‘shit' runs through his mind as he thinks about how he's going to get himself out of this situation.

“What? I—What do you mean..?”

Younghoon's face runs cold, his eyebrows narrowed, and eyes narrowed onto Y/n's features. He wanted to keep his acknowledgement a secret and was searching her face for a reply to give.

“Because I'm still in love with you..”

Well, that's some answer he conjured up.

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

an: no one comment abt how long i take to finish this smau. im attached to her i dont want her to end 🤕

last/next

masterlist

taglist:

@boomhoon , @sanasour , @loonaluvz , @jaerisdiction , @cowsmicwu , @jundundun , @piripurora

[svtjinny]

JUYEON :: PROFILE

BASIC INFO !

STAGE NAME : jinny (진니)

BIRTH NAME : jennifer choi

KOREAN NAME : choi ju-yeon (최주연)

NICKNAMES : juju, jen, yeonie, chomper, seventeen's foodie, jinabi, food expert

DATE OF BIRTH : 02 december , 2000

PLACE OF BIRTH : gyeonggi-do, south korea

ETHNICITY : korean

NATIONALITY : korean

FAMILY : lim ju-yeon [ mother ], choi eun-woo [ father ], choi yeon-jun [ older brother ]

LANGUAGES : korean [ fluent], english [ fluent ], japanese [ conversational ], mandarin / chinese [ conversational ]

MBTI : enfp [ taken by herself ], esfp [ taken by the members ]

CLAIMS !

FACE : ive's yujin

VOCAL : adora [ speaking / sound ], red velvet's wendy [ talent-wise ]

RAP : le sserafim's kazuha

DANCE : fromis_9's hayoung

PHYSICAL STATS !

HEIGHT : 167 cm

WEIGHT : 49 kg

BLOOD TYPE : ab

BODY MODIFICATIONS : upper lobe piercing on her left ear, 3 different tattoos on her hand, back, and shoulder

FEATURES : dimples, heart-shaped birthmarks on her wrist and under her right eye

CAREER !

OCCUPATION : idol, m countdown host [est. 2021], songwriter, producer, composer, choreographer

POSITIONS : main vocalist, lead dancer, producer, visual

DEBUT : may 26, 2015 [svt], may 14, 2019 [solo]

YEARS ACTIVE : 2015 - present

AGENCY : pledis entertainment [2010 - present]

TRAINING PERIOD : 5 years

ASSOCIATIONS : seventeen, produce 101 [ contestant ]

REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI : 🐨

UNIT : vocal unit

INDIVIDUAL FANDOM : jewels

SOCIALS !

INSTAGRAM : 01_jin (managed by managers, solely for promoting tracks or choreography she's made.) | cjy_jinny (where she posts.)

TWITTER : 01_jin

STATS !

VOCAL : 5/5

RAP : 3/5

DANCE : 5/5

ACTING : 3/5

MODELING : 4/5

SONGWRITING : 5/5

PRODUCING : 4/5

CHOREOGRAPHING : 4/5

LEADERSHIP : 3/5

PUBLIC SPEAKING : 4/5

STAGE PRESENCE : 4/5

PERSONAL !

HABITS : nose wrinkling, sticking out tongue while thinking, rapid blinking when lying, covering mouth while chewing or laughing, grabbing / holding the closest person to her when nervous, doodling absently

HOBBIES : rollerblading, playing guitar, writing [ lyrics , poems ], baking + cooking

LIKES : pda, drawing, soft items [ blankets , jackets , etc ], fruits, hanging out / spending time with her loved ones, cuddling, music !!

DISLIKES : being taken advantage of, being disrespected, small or tight spaces, horror, manipulators, being made fun of

TRIVIA !

— jinny was originally part of the performance unit, but was moved to the vocal unit a month before debut

— ⬑ she auditioned to be a dancer, which is why she is among seventeen's best dancers

— her nicknames "chomper, svt's foodie, and food expert" come from the boys. jinny loves to eat and knows a lot about different types of food; she's one of the designated cooks of svt

— ⬑ her nicknames " juju, jen, and yeonie" also come from the members. "jinabi" is a nickname from carats / what carats call her.

— she gets frightened quite easily by cannons / fireworks on stage, which is why she was hesitant to accept the offer to be an mc

— ⬑ she was announced as m countdown's new fixed host on february 9th, 2021. later that year, she was revealed to be the third vocal master / kpop master for girls planet 999. in april of 2023, jinny made an appearance as a star master to host the finale of boys planet 999.

— she gets flustered when embarrassed

— she has a fear of heights and said that gose 2020 ep 37-38 is her least favorite because they filmed her while she was crying out of fear.

— she has two of her own shows/series; one on seventeen's official channel named "jilog" [just her vlogging] and the other on mnet's official channel named "jinny's journal", similar to eunchae's star diary [she meets other groups & they do activities together]

— jinny would've been a professional chef, dancer, or producer if she didn't debut in svt

— jinny has composed most of seventeen's songs; she's known as seventeen's composer whereas woozi is known as their producer.

— she lives on the same floor as wonwoo & mingyu

— she's known dino since middle school; around 11 years

— jinny enjoys making friends and has befriended many idols through her job as an mc

— according to the boys, jinny is incredibly clumsy and is a deep sleeper

— jinny is THE k-pop fan of svt, her favorite group is red velvet & she owns all their albums & merch, along with the albums she's helped create and svt / txt merch

— jinny is among the members who post the most on sns

— jinny has been injured twice in the time she's been with seventeen; once during ready to love era [broke her right arm] & again during super [broke her right wrist] era.

— ⬑ she tries not to put too much pressure on her right arm because of these injuries.

from xia ! : hi!!!11!1!!11! hope u like her (and me)

[deobispresent]

THE BOYZ(더보이즈) [PHANTASY] Pt.3 Love Letter ‘Hurt Me Less’ FILM

Here's what I can see from the music video:

Hyunjae has died; his cool tone against the rest of the members warm tones are a clue. And many of members are crying or wounded while Hyunjae looks mournful and somewhat guilty. He starts the clock? and suddenly the members are going through the stages of grief.

There aren't any letters when Hyunjae is in the room, but letters, papers and the television can be seen for the rest of them.

Younghoon picks up a diary, reads it and immediately starts to cry. I wonder if it's Hyunjae's diary. The clock stops as well.

Eric, Sunwoo and Younghoon have the worst of wounds which means that they are grieving the most and can't move on. Chanhee is already showing signs of moving on since his wound is somewhat faded. He looks dejected, still.

Changmin, Kevin and Juyeon are the ones crying. The clock is still when Juyeon comes on and it seems like he doesn't want to move on. Changmin is writing things down, maybe a letter to Hyunjae or trying to come up with words to explain his grief.

Sangyeon is angry, he looks pissed while Haknyeon, Jacob and Kevin look like empty shells, staring at nothing.

Sunwoo looks into the mirror but doesn't see his wounds while Eric sees his, showing how Eric wears his heart on his sleeve but Sunwoo is trying to hide his hurt.

Hyunjae starts the clock again and now comes the hope. Their memories of him come out in bursts that's why the papers are flying everywhere. Sunwoo's and the others' wounds heal. The world is more brighter because of the light. They reach for the light, and they get up because it's time to to move on.

We see a letter, probably from Hyunjae. A love letter for his members, his brothers.

It looks like he is helping them move on. And that they did.

[stealanity]

we're under a mountain of paperwork.. or simply my wips list !

“ A BILL & A COIN. ” ⋆ p. jongseong

long lenght fic

summary › if there's one thing y/n learned from living in the slums, is that you don't spit on money. so when a good opportunity comes her way, how is she supposed to turn it down? ..but maybe it wasn't her best idea, after all.

pairing › future ceo ! jay x unemployed ! fem reader

0% done

“ DEAR DIARY, WHO'S SPIDERMAN?” ⋆ p. sunghoon

smau

summary › there's a lot in y/n's diary : notes about her chemistry lessons, some of her grandmother's pastry recipes.. but above all — all her incredible theories about the identity of the city's mysterious superhero. but what if her notebook falls into the hands of spiderman himself, without her even knowing it?

pairing › spiderman ! sunghoon x classmate ! fem reader

“ DRUNK IN LOVE. ” ⋆ k. sunwoo

chaptered fic

summary › in which every time you end up seeing kim sunwoo, it's when he's drunk and in love.

genre › strangers to lovers

0% done

“ 30 DAYS TO LOVE. ” ⋆ enha 02line

smau

summary › stuck in her boring life as a college student, y/n needs something to stimulate her. when one of her friends tells her about the "30 days to love" program, she does not hesitate to register and meet three very interesting young men. talk after talk, day after day, to whom will y/n offer her real heart?

pairing › jay x reader, sunghoon x reader, jake x reader

0% done

“ PARTNERS IN CRIME. ” ⋆ l. juyeon, l. hyunjae

long lenght fic

summary › when a drunken evening ends badly, we must quickly find the identity of the culprit who had blood on his hands. but even if all the evidence is against your great nemesis, who is really the one who caused the murder?

pairing › juyeon x reader x hyunjae

85% done

“ CHALLENGE BOX. ” ⋆ p. sunghoon

long lenght fic

summary › their whole friendship was based on this little music box : whoever had it could give the challenge they wanted to the other. all shots are allowed, the game has no limit. but it all ended when one of them had the guts to stop.

genre › childhood friends to lovers to ?

0% done

“ RAIN OF MEMORIES. ” ⋆ s. eric

long lenght fic

summary › after years away from home, y/n finally finds the comforts of his hometown. her mother told her that nothing had changed, but it was just a lie : people's stares and whispers proven otherwise. in the end, the only comfort she finds, is in this translucent and untouchable boy, who seems to follow her everywhere since her return.

pairing › ghost ! eric x human ! reader

10% done

“ ELEVEN. ” ⋆ k. younghoon

long lenght fic

summary › the news broke your heart, but you didn't cry. you promised yourself to complete a list of eleven things to do before saying goodbye to this world you loved. but you didn't expect to receive help from this person who rocked your past memories, clinging to your cold hand as if nothing had changed.

genre › childhood friends to lovers, major character death

0% done

“ SOMEWHERE. ” ⋆ s. eric

long lenght fic

summary › youngjae use to think, as long as he go with the flow, waves of life will take him away from his past memories. but the more he sails on the boat, the more the abyss of his child' soul seems to call for him. even if you were there to take control of his helm.

pairing › kidult ! eric x surfer ! reader

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[clubwnderland]

↳ 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑼𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 — 𝑰𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒆 ༉‧₊

[ A recap of the last few months for Irene ]

June — Dear Diary, This weather has been rather intense lately, the heat has been causing the garden house to feel like Hell more or less even with the windows open so I've been spending more time resting in the back yard, sunbathing~ I don't think Chris has been complaining about the view. Business has been booming though, something about June always brings a lot of tourists to the country and with tourists comes profit~ Not that I really need it but it has allowed me to put San's management skills to the test and see how everyone is handling themselves without me there 24/7 - paperwork, however, seems to be constantly calling my name. A Queen never sleeps or so they say~ The house is now all renovated and honestly, perfect. Watching Chris work on the house has been a lovely treat~ especially with the summer heat. He may have hated it but I loved every minute when I was home and he was working. It has been feeling more and more like a home these days and with the changes he's made, the way he's made it for us, sometimes I wonder if I need to leave the house at all! We've been having family dinners with everyone, I take Spartan for a run most mornings now that I have time and spending more time at the cafe rather than the club. Life has been quiet, domestic, but it's been a peace that I didn't know existed. It's been good~

July — Dear Diary, July has been a mix of beautiful sunshine that has been making it lovely to read in my little hammock weather and rain. Have you ever flown in the rain? Not fun. July has also brought a sweet little addition to our home - Nebula. I am still unsure how Chris managed to come across her, he has a knack for finding cats but one day, we just ended up with a new member of the family and she's adjusting rather well. The others seem to be bringing her into the fold rather nicely and Spartan, well, he's used to them all by now. Chris still doesn't like Spartan nor does he accept him, I have given up trying on that but it's okay. He's still my big boy. Well, both of them are really~ I've had some pretty big news happen this month with a brand deal happening, an art exhibit for some of my new works - named this time, and I've finally reached out to the last living descendent of my family… that I could find records of. She looks exactly like my sister, it makes sense considering she would be her descendent, but she is nothing like the sister I once loved. It's been an experience to say the least. She doesn't believe that I am who I say I am and has seemed to convince herself that somehow, the sister that was wiped from the family history had a child before dying. I'm dead? It's always interesting to see how my history is written but I didn't know that that was the fate recorded for me by my parents. Amusing, really. Mother's sin did land her exactly where she belonged which I think is fitting~ Maybe it's time to pay her a visit, one day soon. Ah, it's getting dark? It's time to prepare dinner before everyone arrives~.

August — Dear Diary, It's time to start looking for a personal assistant. I didn't think I would ever get to this point considering I run Hell on my own but Chris has gotten a little more firm about the whole 'no bringing work home' rule. Why do I have an office at the house if I'm not allowed to use it? I should convert it into my art studio at this point~ but an assistant? Do I bring another demon up from Hell? San has refused the role, Juyeon and Chan looked at me like I had grown a second head and while Jangmi seemed more than eager to take on the role - I don't think she'll be able to handle the demands of the job. Oh well, it's time to start looking. Keep the future husband happy~ Could life really get any better than this? I've taken some vacation time off because the club has been working really well so other than the usual Friday and Saturday nights, I haven't been needing to go there often. Johnny has taken over the penthouse half the time and I've been needing to bring my books back to the house and anything of importance before the hoarder takes it all to his library and I have to drag it out of him again. Demons. Vacation time~ Shall I try and drag Chris to sightsee outside of the city? It's been a while since we did a roadtrip and disappeared~ The world is ours so let's see where we go!

[hellodiaryhq]

⋆ ˚ ✺ HELLO DIARY WELCOMES :

( aespa ) — ning yizhuo as charlotte ‘charlie’ zhou, a model. ( stray kids ) — han jisung as jiyoon "quinn" seo, a student & bassist. ( stray kids ) — lee felix as alyxine lee, a content creator. ( stray kids ) — bang chan as danny kwon, a music company owner.

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[film-of-affaire]

What does he mean to you?

He’s everything that I need. Not only boyfriend, he is my best friend, my brother, my support system, my living diary. I put all of my entire life upon him. Nggak cuman itu aja tau, ini yang cuman dia yang bisa ngelakuin.

› Dohwan to my Gayoung, Jaehyun to my Chaeyeon, Juyeon to my Xiaoting, et cetera. Bakal nambah lagi kalo kita mau, mulchar forevermore :D

[aanitv]

⭑ aani .ᐟ ˖◞ ‘04, sheher, black, bisexual, infp, multistan, uni student. diary acc ..? mostly shitposting. in love with lee donghyuck, lee juyeon, seo changbin, & song mingi ! stan tbz atz skz & nct for clear skin. i will be possibly interacting w nsfw posts, so mdni. toodles !

faves ⊹ 3racha + hyunjin, 2yeon + moonbae, ning-rina, mingi + yunho, jaehyun + johnny + mahae, purinz + kazuha, + more !

[mystverse]

DREAM LOVE | L.DH

PAIRING : lee donghyuck × afab reader

GENRE : angst

WARNING : none

SONGS : My First and Last; Bye My First...; To My First; Sorry, Heart; Love Again by NCT Dream.

July 12, 2022.

❝Haechan, there's a diary in your box❞ Jaemin waves the ocean-blue diary in the air. Haechan freezes after a look at the diary. Oh, hell no. His brain spirals to make some excuse. No one is allowed to read that diary. He's done for; he's never going to hear the end of it if anyone from dream comes to know what's in the diary. His little first love.

He sprints to him, grabbing the diary from Jaemin. A relieved sigh leaves his lips, though Jaemin gives him a suspicious look. But Jaemin doesn't pry. He knows that. Haechan takes the box with him, just in case something is in there that he doesn't want anyone to see. He settles the box in the middle of his bed and then starts reading his diary.

July 26, 2017.

Bye my first...

I thought I grew up, what do I do?

Seems like I'm still a child to you.

Hey, it's me again. I've come to complain about her today, the one who gave you to me. I get it. It was a clumsy first crush or love wtv. I followed her around everywhere and became her favorite, only to know that she sees me as her little dongsaeng, who she would always take care of. She always ruffles my hair and calls me cute.

I thought everything would work out. She'll graduate this week and dance with F4 hyungs at the graduation party. I wanted to love her, dance with her, hold her, and be the one who she could rely on. Seems like that'll never happen now. Am I so immature that she had to reject me the reason that I'm younger than her? I'm as tall as her, even if she wears her 4-inch heels. What more should I do? I seriously don't understand. Younger than her? I call bullshit! I'm 16, and I'm mature enough, thank you very much. As if Jungwoo hyung is more mature than me! I get that Seonghwa hyung and Minho hyung are quite responsible and mature. Juyeon hyung is okay-ish. Still, I'm the better and the best match for her.

I'm ranting too much, ain't I? What do I do, pretty diary? I want her for myself, and I can't even talk to anyone about this. They are gonna think that I'm some lovesick teenager with an unrequited love story, and it's sorta true. And these stupid tears are not stopping. I'm trying to keep my head straight, but the image of hyungs dancing with her is not nice. They do make a good pair, but I'm a much better pair for her...

*thud*

He closes the diary when Renjun passes by and shoves it deep inside the box. He'll never take this out, ❝I must have been out of my mind❞ He buries his face in his palms, after hiding the box in the farthest corner of his closet, ❝Why did I even read it again?❞ it's starting all over again. This is nowhere near healthy for his mind. He had taken three years to come to terms that he was done with his feelings, but no, they are still fresh as the morning dew. And he's thoroughly fucked now.

❝I'll be down in 5 minutes❞ he's up on his feet again. He can do this one more time. One more hour, and he can hit his bed for a long, comfortable sleep. He drags his feet to the practice room, behind the duo, who are animatedly chatting away. The room is desolate; only the members are there. No sign of Choreographer hyung. Weird. He should be here by now, according to Jeno's words.

Not his problem. They start with their warm-ups and stretching. They'll watch the choreography for their repackage album in a few minutes if the choreographer graces them with his presence. He plays around a little, striking comical poses; being the mood maker of the group is sometimes tiring when he has to keep up his energy.

The choreographer walks in with someone, talking so excitedly. Haechan has to double-check; this isn't happening, no, this shouldn't be happening. But fate has to be a little shit today.

❝Again, from the start❞ you start dancing with them, eyes never straying from the mirrors because you have to be focused. They can be your juniors in school, but this isn't your school; it's a practice room, and it should be like one. You follow everyone's movements, but certain someone hadn't looked you in the eye the entire time. You'll handle that later. Now you have to focus.

❝Renjun-ssi, you are doing well. Everyone, follow along❞ you put in a compliment, smiling. You could see all the eyes subtly flitting to him, not Renjun, but him. You ignore it, but it's painfully obvious, ❝Guys, focus❞ you can see him scoff, which you should have ignored, but it ticks you off. You can't snap; you really shouldn't.

The hour rolls on. You avoid him blatantly, and so does he. The session comes to an end, and the members crowd around, except for him, ❝How have you been, noona?❞ Jeno smiles, skipping to you casually. The others still keep their distance, but not Jeno. He hugs you right away, and he still feels like that same boy who always brought you chocolate donuts. Others follow after him, like a chain reaction.

But he's standing rooted in his spot, busy with whatever it is in his phone. It's him you wanted to talk to because he's always been your favorite ever since he danced with you in the competitions. Your cute lil dongsaeng. But that drastically changed in your final year of school. He became more like yourㅡ you didn't even know how to phrase it. You didn't kiss or fuck, that's it but did all the couple things together.

❝I'm doing good, Jen❞ you ruffle his hair, and then Jaemin joins in, ❝You could have contacted us, you know? At least him?❞ you know who he's talking about. It's a hurried decision you made without thinking. You couldn't reject him, but you had to because he was a minor, and so were you. You were graduating, and that meant you'll leave; he'll have to stay away from you. He had his career sorted, unlike you. No one ever liked you like him, and he would stay with you all day after classes, just to dance with you. It felt special. You felt special. He made you feel special.

❝I'll talk to him later❞ you say, but you don't know how you are going to muster up your courage for it, but you have to. He's now in front of the mirror, practicing his moves, though he has been perfect with his moves all along.

❝I don't think he'll be up for that❞ Renjun voices out your thoughts. You know that he wouldn't want to talk to you. He'd go to any extreme to avoid you, ❝He took three solid years to get over you. You know how he is.❞ ouch. That did hurt a bit. You still had those butterflies whenever you thought back to those days. You sigh out in frustration, ❝But he deserves an explanation, Ren❞ you have to explain, but you don't know why you want to. You can leave it like that. It's done; cut clean. There's nothing more to break or mend.

❝Haechan-ssi!❞ you didn't know where your voice came from. He stops dancing at your voice; you can see him tensing up. You step in quietly, ❝Can we talk?❞ He turns to you; expression stone cold and drenched in sweat. Casually plopping down on the couch and his eyes piercing into your soul, ❝Talk,❞ he utters, and it's like your words are ripped out of your tongue. You can only stand, not knowing what to say. You note that he's grown up; he's not the 16-year-old boy anymore; he's not your adorable Donghyuck anymore; he's not even your dongsaeng anymore.

❝I want to clear up the situation between us❞

❝There's nothing to clear up. You explained it pretty clearly a few years ago❞ He takes his bag, opting to walk out before he says anything hurtful. You, on the other hand, are torn between following him out and letting him cool down. The door clicks shut; so leaving him alone, it is.

Teardrops roll down slowly. You didn't mean to cry, but it's hard holding back the pent-up guilt and feelings toward him. And you did what you are best. Run away. Run away from him. Again.

You take your laptop from your bag. It's done. He's done with you and his feelings. And you'll be done too. Soon, you guess. You type out your contract resignation, wiping off your blurry eyes. You just have to hit send, but something tugs at your heart. Your finger ghosts over the contact Jungwoo sent you. The name Hyuck with a heart next to it taunts you almost. You are sure he won't pick up the call, but you try.

One time.

Two times.

Three times.

.

.

.

Ten times.

You text him. Pouring out all the pent-up emotions and guilt, you wipe off the tears moistening your cheeks. Enough crying for today. You don't want to explain anything to anyone except Donghyuck. You click the send button, without a doubt. It's the end of a chapter, a bittersweet chapter. You loved every moment of it, but it's time to let it go.

The ache in your chest only grows when you sob into your palms, but all you can do is mutter sorry to your heart.

It's been three days of isolation for you after you quit your job at SM. You feel empty. Even dancing didn't better your mood. You looked no better than a beggar. Your friends tried to drag you out to the club nearby. According to them, alcohol made everything better, it seems. You scoff, bullshit. Nothing can take him off your mind; he read the messages and left you on seen. Well, you deserved it anyway.

Your roommate has gone out to the convenience store to get ice cream and ramyeon for the movie night. You are going to simp over Hardin Scott, even if he is toxic as fuck. He has that Brit accent so you'll ignore the red flags for now.

*doorbell rings*

You look at him. Confused for sure, and nothing leaves your parted lips, ❝Uhㅡ❞ you stand frozen in that place. You recognize him; it's hard not to when he was in your mind 24/7.

❝You won't ask your guest to come in?❞ you open the door wider, letting him inside when you hear the elevator's soft ping. Closing the door behind him, you gather your thoughts and words, ❝Why are you here, Haechan-ssi?❞

❝To talk, of course,❞ he plops down on the couch, ❝Your feelings aren't something that should be shared over text.❞ he is serious when he talks about something important. Your Donghyuck would have had a playful lilt even in the most serious conversations. Your Donghyuck. Haha. Laughable. Pathetic.

You take a deep breath, sitting further away from him, ❝I'm sorry, Donghyuck. I've hurt you deeply. I apologize for that.❞ He looks indifferent, void of any expression. So you continue, trying not to break down, ❝I was nothing at that point in my life, Donghyuck, and my feelings for you scared me. I was clueless. I felt likeㅡ like I was using your attention because it made me feel seen. That was so toxic of me. On the other hand, I was graduating. I had nothing on my mind. I was an embodiment of sorrow, but I put up a mask to hide everything. I was scared of being a burden. I didn't want to hurt you emotionally in the process of fixing myself. You deserve everything good, Donghyuck, and it wasn't me❞ Admitting all these thoughts to him makes you feel vulnerable like you are cut open for his eyes.

Your eyes are bloodshot from the tears trickling down your cheeks. He scoots closer hesitantly, ❝I apologize for being rude to you. It's just a defense mechanism I developed. Iㅡ I was too harsh on you,❞ he takes your trembling hands into his, ❝Can you please look at me?❞ you look up, sniffling and flushed red from your tears.

❝I'm not the old Donghyuck, who'll go around you like a puppy, but I'm willing to give us a try. Can we start all over again?❞ his hands find your face, cupping your cheeks gently.

❝Yes, yes, we can❞ you smile, wiping your tears off in the sleeve of your sweater. The bittersweet chapter didn't come to an end after all. It's a work in progress, and you hope it doesn't end.

: MYST