Find a Light (JenLisa Adaptation)

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Thursday

August 22nd, 2019

She cringed at the sharp sounds that continuously flowed out of the boy's mouth, sounds, that could definitely make glass shatter if they were just a little higher. His voice painfully scratched at her eardrums, goose bumps rose on her skin, but definitely not in enjoyment.

She risked a look to the right, her eyes taking in the almost horrified expression on Bobby's face as he leaned back and almost cowered away from the singing boy. When a particular high not came up in the song and the boy tried his best to hit it, Jennie couldn't help but close her eyes as a ringing noise appeared in her ears.

"O-okay, that's enough!" The painful noises stopped suddenly and Jennie snapped her eyes back open, turning to her left to see Ji-woo, her face crumpled in discomfort. "That was... not good."

Jennie slowly looked at the boy, just in time to see the expectant smile slip from his face. He looked confused, his shoulders slumping and his eyes – which were partly covered by the thick mob of blonde hair – flicking restlessly between the four people sitting in front of him. "What do you mean?"

Ji-woo pushed out an exaggerated sigh, waving her hand towards Jennie. "Ms. Kim, would you?"

"Oh... well..." Jennie straightened up, a little taken off guard by the principal's request, and sucked in a breath. "It was... interesting," she started, glancing at Bobby for a short moment to send him a glare when he snorted, "But... what you did wasn't really... singing, per se, it was screaming." The boy's face fell even more. "It wasn't good. I'm sorry."

Ji-woo nodded, looking unimpressed, and quickly turned her head to the left, where a chocolate milk slurping man was sitting. "Seungri?"

The acting teacher took one last loud slurp out of the straw stuck in the box and released a satisfied gasp, before starting to speak. "James," he started, leaning back in his seat, only to be interrupted.

"My name is Joon."

"Oh. I like James better." He took another sip out of the box, then stared at the squared object in his hands for a few seconds before furrowing his eyebrows and snapping his head back up. "What was I saying now?"

An impatient sigh rushed out of Ji-woo's mouth. "Long story short; you and this school? No. You can go home. Bye bye!"

The boy – Joon – huffed and stalked out of the room without another word. "Well, that was the last one." Ji-woo said with a quick look at the audition list, "We're done for today."

Not hesitating one second, the tall woman shot up from her seat and hurried out of the auditorium, calling after her shoulder for the last one who left to switch the light off before she walked out and let the heavy black door fall shut behind her. "Well, that was something'" Bobby sighed as he rubbed his forehead.

"Ah, yes," Seungri spoke up, "As Confucius once said: It does not matter how slow you go, as long as you don't stop."

Jennie and Bobby exchanged a look before both of them curiously looked at the older teacher. "What... does that have to do with anything?"

Seungri turned to Jennie and released the straw from his mouth. "Nothing. I just wanted to leave you two with some wise words before I go." Jennie shot him an amused smile and watched the acting teacher hop to his feet and skip out of the door.

"You ready to go too?"

"Oh yeah, sure." They both got up and gathered their things before making their way out, Bobby holding the door open for Jennie before switching the lights off and following Jennie into the hall. "Hey, wanna go and get some coffee?"