astronomy. [ 최.soobin ]

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╰┈➤ ❝ CAUSE' SOCIALLY SPEAKING, WE WERE THE SAME...❞

ASTRA.༉‧₊˚✧

IT'S A NORMAL MONDAY MORNING, the crisp fall breeze making myself shiver. I inhaled the morning air slowly, walking towards my usual bus stop I take every morning of the week. I held a vanilla latte, satisfied with the time I was given today to be able to make a coffee for myself—and I savored the aroma of the hot coffee in my hand. It's my favorite part of my morning routine, along with stealing glances at the attractive guy who rides the same bus I ride every day. I've never spoken to him, but our eyes have met a few times, feeling a peculiar spark each time. Today, however, something was definitely different.

Looking both ways I crossed the road carefully, and made it to the semi-crowded curb. I took a seat on the metal black bus bench, looking to my right to be met with a pair of familiar eyes that looked right back at me. Noticing the attractive guy staring at me intently, a small smile plays on his lips. I quickly looked away with my face heating up in embarrassment, pretending to be engrossed with my phone once I pulled it out of my pocket to hold.
But I couldn't seem to shake off the feeling that he was still looking at me, and when I finally mustered up the courage to glance back, he was still staring. This time, I tried holding his gaze for a few moments, feeling something that left me suddenly breathless. He leaned against this light pole beside the bus bench every single morning, thus being the only way I could recognize him from afar. I find him handsome, even if he had severe eye bags—I still thought it just added to his facial complexion.
Though I've never considered building courage to get up and talk to him, or to just simply compliment him on anything.

I can be... socially awkward at times.

Once a glance, then he looked away and focused on his brightly lit cellphone in his hand, he wore a comfortable fit, sweat—pants, simple graphic tee, and a zip up jacket. I couldn't guess where he goes every morning, university student or not, but he probably already knows I go to SNU. As the bus pulled up, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Would I finally have the chance to talk to this mystery guy? Or would this continuous exchange of furtive glances that forever trap my silent attraction to him continue?

With a deep breath, I stepped onto the bus, trailing behind him to find a seat.
Greeting the bus driver with a 'good morning' , I scanned my card to pay for the ride. I found a window seat all for myself, smiling as I took the seat.

As the bus rumbled down the street,
I couldn't help but steal another glance at the attractive guy. This time, he met my eyes and gave me a small nod, as if he was acknowledging the odd attraction between the both us.

Shrugging the feeling off, I popped in my wired headphones to listen to a playlist I recently made on Spotify, keeping me somewhat entertained for the 25 minute drive to the stop where I step off.

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SOOBIN.༉‧₊˚✧

SITTING ON THE BUS, my mind wandered. I've always been curious of the girl with wavy light brown hair, that wears sweaters half of the time, and I know for sure goes to SNU. My thoughts were completely consumed by her.
Although I had noticed her a few months ago, I have been trying to work up the nerve to talk to her.

Today, as she approached the bus stop, my heart rate seemed to pick up. Our eyes meeting, and I couldn't help but feel a jolt of electricity. I've always felt drawn to her in some way, but today it was like seeing her for the first time all over again. Once she took a seat on the bus, I was unable to resist the urge to turn my head and steal a glance. I know I should be focusing on my upcoming debut as an idol and the grueling training that still continues to lay ahead, but all I could think in the mornings like these was just her. I hate to admit that it was a bit of a distraction, but I simply couldn't help myself. There was something about her that lured me in, something that I couldn't quite set my finger on.

I wonder what she majors in.

She is always wearing nice but comfortable looking wear, and carries a canvas tote bag with clip art of a planet printed on the front everywhere she goes, to my knowledge at least.
Shaking my head, I tried to clear my thoughts. I need to focus on my training and my groups debut. There was no room for distractions, no matter how captivating they—or she more specifically might be.
I'm still a trainee, and I have to put all my effort and power into my dancing and vocal skills to debut as a kpop idol I dream to become.

Ever since I saw application forms for trainees for BigHit, I began to have dreams of debuting. I dreamt of a stadium, even an arena with thousands of people cheering for me and members, colorful light sticks waving in the air while they chanted our names, the stream of adrenaline coursing through my veins while I dance and sing my heart out to those who came to listen... That's my ultimate goal.

Today I plan to practice with my selected group members for a monthly evaluation that's happening tomorrow, Hybe's CEO and other important people are going to be present at the evaluation.
Meaning—I have to do my very best to get noticed, and to pass the test to get to the final evaluation with my group members. I've already got the choreography down, but I need to stabilize my vocals just slightly
more to my satisfaction.

As the bus suddenly came to a halt, I found myself stealing another glance at the pretty girl. Maybe, just maybe, there was room for a little bit of distraction after all. I could see her reflection stand up from her seat, walking down to the opening doors near where I'm currently sitting. Standing from my own seat I followed behind her, turning to the opposite way from the entrance of SNU which was where she was obviously headed.

The walk to the company was only seven minutes away from this stop, and I always chose to get off at this stop ever since becoming a trainee for BigHit. Digging in my jackets pocket, I took out my pair of air pods, tucking them into my ears and switching it to connect to my phone.

To Hybe I walked, but hopefully I can see her again later today If my group and I practice well to call it a day early.

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Finished: 09/24/2022 | 11:14 PM
Edited: 01/027/24
Words in total: 1195 ༉‧₊˚✧