10 MONTHS (ENHYPEN FF)

2~ hajeongwoo

SOOJIN POV

"Again."

My chest sank as I heard the same words come out from the man's mouth. Trying not to groan out loud, I readjusted my stance and attempted to sing the line again.

"Stay, stay, stay with me."

I peeked over the music stand and looked over at the man. With hopefully eyes, I mentally begged the vocal trainer not to make me sing the Black Pink song again.

"Not good enough, Soojin-ssi." he sighed bluntly.

My shoulders slumped as my face scrunched at the man shaking his head at his notes.

"Technique-wise, you're perfect, but your charisma on the other hand..." he dragged into a mumble.

"Is trash."

His words were like a punch to my gut as I felt my confidence deteriorate.

After what felt like ages of watching the man write on his notepad, he suddenly gestured for me to come out of the recording studio. Confused as to why he was cutting the session short, I felt my nerves eat me up from inside.

"Have a seat." he spoke giving a polite smile.

I nodded and took a seat on the couch opposite him, nervously playing with my fingers.

"Look Soojin. It's common sense that you're by far the most skilled YG trainee we have but your skills are useless if you don't have charisma." he began, looking down at his notes.

"You sing as if someone is holding you at gunpoint. It's almost as if you don't have a passion for this."

Taking a pause, he looked up and locked his eyes with mine.

"Do you, have a passion for this?"

This words hit me like a truck as I found myself struggling to answer. Feeling my throat dry up, I watched as the man observed my reaction suspiciously.

"Look Soojin if you aren't-"
"Yes. I do have a passion for this."

Cutting him off quickly, I felt a odd feeling of guilt rise from within. Again, the vocal coach eyed me with uncertainty before placing his notebook aside and taking a breath.

"Alright then, but just so you know, becoming an idol should never be from the motivation of proving yourself to someone," he spoke in all seriousness.

"Whether it be a past person or even past company, you should not be trying to to succeed for the sake of anyone but yourself."

Wow okay then.
Just read my mind why don't you.

The man finally got up from his seat and bowed before heading out into the hallway, as if he didn't just expose my inner thoughts.

Watching the man disappear down the hall, I felt finally began processing everything.

I'm not doing this to prove myself to anyone, right?
I've moved on from BigHit and everyone associated with it...

I groaned in stress as I ran my fingers through my hair. With my head between my knees I started to sob.

Why am I doing this?
Why am I still in this industry?
Is all this work going to pay off?

And why can't I stop thinking about him?

As my warm tears dripped down my cheeks, I heard the door open.

"Bro deadass I farted hella loud during that interview at the Inkigayo show, it was stanky as-" snickered a familiar voice.

I looked up and met the eyes of a young tanned-skin boy. Behind him stood a tall Japanese boy.

"Oh! Soojin-ssi! I'm sorry I didn't know you were gonna be in here!" exclaimed the tan boy cutting off his conversation mid-way.

"No no no it's okay! I was just leaving, Jeongwoo." I replied wiping my tears subtly, before looking over to the other idol.

"Konichiwa Haruto-san!" I bowed teasing the Japanese boy.

The tall boy perked his head up and chuckled at my terrible attempt at his native language.

"Yah Soojin, that was shit." he scoffed shaking his head.

I shot him an icy glare as I felt myself starting to forget the depressive state I was in previously.

"Yah, Haru be nice." scolded Jeongwoo as he nudged the boy before heading into the recording glass room.

I giggled at the interaction as I headed over to the door to leave. As I walked past the door I felt a hand on my arm.

"Hey you alright? Before we came in you were cryin-"

Panic-stricken I quickly cut off the boy giving him a smile.

"I'm fine! Don't worry about it." I responded  speedily.

The boy gave me an uncertain look indicating his intel on my lies.

"Bullshit. Meet me in practice room 4 tonight." he spoke coldly.

"Haru-"
"Or else."

Before I could protest the tall boy gave me a gentle caress on the arm before walking over to the large computer desk.

"I meant it when I said I will always be here for you." he spoke, looking through the glass at his fellow member singing his heart out.

"You're too cute to be sad."

His words caught me off guard as I scoffed at the boy's contrast between his words and tone.

"And you're too much of a softie to be swearing so much."

Hearing the boy growl at my words, I giggled leaving the room and heading into the hallway.

•••

HARUTO POV

"But like dude, you gotta trust me when I say it was the biggest set of tits I've ever seen."

I blankly nodded at the boy, reaching the end of my patience hearing him talk about his encounter with the idol from Kard.

"Okay Jeongwoo that's really nice. Can I leave now?" I spoke feeling my tolerance of the boy deterioate.

I rose my eyebrow as I observed the boy scratch his head in thought before speaking up.

"I mean I guess-"

Not allowing him to finish his sentence I grabbed my hoodie and sped out of the recording studio.

"WHA- WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" yelled Jeongwoo as I heard his voice gradually lose it's volume.

Running through the halls I whispered one name under my breath.

"Soojin."