ong seongwoo

i had to wait around another half an hour just to wait for the seats to be all occupied by the other 100 trainees. i spent my time making ridiculous acrostic poems with haknyeon during our spare time. that boy was surprisingly very active and has certain charming points that not everyone has.

haknyeon's eyes lit up once he sees the name of the next company. "pledis!"

i tilt my head. "what are you, a big seventeen stan?"

"very." the way he said it was so passionate and lively, i wonder how long it'll take for me to end up pinching his cheeks because how adorable and pure he is.

[A/N: anyone who hates on haknyeon should meet my fist bc that boy is innocent and i love him ]

i grin, sloppily making up a story to entertain myself out of this boredom. "i'm actually close with the seventeen members."

"really?"

i nod. "seungcheolie calls me every week. they say they'd like to have dinner tomorrow. y'know, support before the never ending misery of produce 101."

"you're lying."

"why?"

"because they're currently in la right now." the trainee who is sitting on the 5th place, interrupts our conversation. "having some kind of an educational trip? for all i know, they're not in south korea at the moment."

i smirk. "am i late on the news?"

"no, you're just bad at lying." he offers his hand. "kim donghan. nice to meet you, actor-face."

"you too, yugyeom." instead of a handshake, i give him a high five. "the name's ong seungwoo. ong, not hong or gong or some kind of carat bong."

"i heard that nu'est is going to be at the show." seongwook, the guy sitting on the 4th place, informs the boys around him.

"nu'est?" haknyeon scrunches his nose.

i raise an eyebrow. "never heard of it, kid?"

"i've heard about them, i'm just not familiar with their songs."

"of course you don't. kids in this generation don't know the meaning of real music."

".. i'm 19 years old."

"yeah, you're still a kid. younger than i thought, actually." i slump on my seat. "and that's hyung for you."

the shooting went on, introducing more boys from unpopular companies. my back ache from bowing too much, i almost fell off my feet. i also couldn't resist the fact that my hands were shaking badly, and the fact euigeon was still somewhere down there, most likely watching me.

after all the seats are filled (including the legendary jang moonbok taking the first place, me giddily smiling at him and his glorious hair) , all of the sudden the room went quiet as they announce the representative of national producers. turns out it was boa, the goddess of kpop, and she looked beautiful as ever i had trouble breathing.

she announces the things we should know and not later after that she asks if anyone wants to start first. the cute and adorable yuehua boys went up first, their presence bringing a giddy atmosphere.

and the show went on. me, moonbok and the boys who were sitting around the top 11 humming to 'adore u' simultaneously while waiting for the next trainee to come. i was so caught up by the moment that i didn't notice that the ones who sat on the 21-25th seats suddenly disappear.

"trainees from mmo, please proceed to the main stage." boa announces.

um, oh— ah yeh.

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lol the subtle mamamoo reference there ^
this story is going so slowly, i'm afraid that y'all will get bored dhsjjsbd i'm sorry ily guys thanks for reading <3

- yuehwa