chapter 3
*the next day*
eve POV
"we're all here now so show me your recording studio." i said to doyoung who couldn't care less.
"sure:/" doyoung said.
"what's with the face?" i titled my head and looked at him.
"you'll know when we get there." doyoung rolled his eyes. "sus.." i didn't know what he meant by that but let's just see.
*at the studio*
"the hell is this?!" i said while i looked at the cramped recording studio.
"i told you" doyoung said sarcastically.
"but what the actual shit is this? it's so small we don't even have enough soace for chairs!" i yelled. i just hoped that they're joking.
"it was enough for nine people that's why you're not welcomed." mark glared at me.i was gonna keep it in but he was just at the wrong time.
"do you have some beef with me? you punk! i've been to recording studios but i haven't seen one this small all because of your shitty company!" i furiously said while being held back by johnny.
haechan and jungwoo started sad beatboxing while i shouted at them then johnny started to sad trwerk in the middle of the room.
"bitch calm down." doyoung yelled.
"are you talking about your "producer friend" did she have big studios? or was it a he?" jungwoo said making us all silent.
"let's just start this shit okay?l" i sat down the chair beside the computers.
"let me hear the demo first" i massaged my forehead.
"you seem confident?" taeyong questioned me.
"just play it for fucks sake" i glared at him.
"language." johnny said.
*after listening to the demo*
"so..was that good?" taeyong hesitatingly questioned me.
"i just wanna ask, who composed this?" i looked at him and asked.
"all of us helped but the main composers are me and mark" taeyong said and pointed his finger at the himself and then to mark.
"how are you not famous yet? this is an absolute bop!" i exclaimed and it seemed like it cheered them up.
"bop?" jaehyun asked.
"yes we know our demos are fire but we struggle to direct and write." taeil said.
"don't worry, i'm experienced when its that. just send me the demo after this okay?" i requested.
"i was thinking if taeyong just says randoms shits at the intro" johnny suggested.
"do you see what i mean?" taeil slapped his forehead.
"that's actually a good idea but the random shits needs to make sence. then one by one starting from jungwoo say random shits but please...try to make sense."
*these lyrics are in korean*
jungwoo:baby wake me up
Jaehyun:with whiplash;)
Doyoung:my baby
Yuta: you are like
Mark:palazzo rocco
Johnny:you are my
Taeil: antidote
Haechan:lemon detox
Taeyong: right?
"that's some bullshit" mark exclaimed.
"it's fine i think?" i said hesitantly, it probably had potential.
"oh really? how?" taeyong asked.
*plays the demo*
i played the lyrics inside my head then it suprised me. it really is fire.
"you try it, taeyong." i said.
*taeyong goes inside to record*
"baby wake me up, with whiplash, you are like palazzo rocco, you are my antidote, lemon detox, right? " taeyong rapped inside the recording studio.
"yo! that's sick!" mark shouted while his hand is on his mouth.
"i just have an amazing title for thsi song" jaehyun suggested.
"oh im glad to accept ideas!" i replied.
"whiplash-"
shut the hell up."
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"Just a manager" mark au
Fanfictionwhere Nct is a group that's not famous and eve is a manager.