Chapter 9: Lee Seoho

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Lee Seo-ho stuffs his hands into the pockets of his dark gray hoodie. He tosses his head, letting his natural wavy black hair bounce in place. A headband stretches around his head, a few strands of wavy locks dangling over it and over his forehead. He then glances beside him, where Kim Young-jo (Ravn) is keeping pace, deep in thought and looking upward at the sky overhead.

Seo-ho blinks. "What are you thinking so hard about?"

Ravn looks at him. "Huh? Oh...nothing...I'm not sure I'm sold with these lyrics yet."

"What lyrics?"

"Well, how's this sound?" Ravn questions, clearing his throat and then launching into a raspy vocal:


"Here we go!

胸が焼かれそう, but you are my dopamine

Yeah, you are my dopamine

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

体中にセッション もう戻れないね

君はそう dopamine, dopamine."


Seo-ho shrugs, keeping his hands in his pockets. "It sounds fine to me."

Ravn sighs. "Okay, so the chorus sounds alright, but then...where should I put in my 'Ra Spit Out Flame?' It has to go in the song somewhere."

Seo-ho shrugs again. "What if you just, I don't know...you'll figure it out. You always do, Young-jo-ssi."

"Yeah...if only RBW could give my brain a nice vacation, you know..."

Seo-ho and Ravn share a look with one another.

Suddenly their inner shoulders bump against something solid, shocking them both. They draw to either side, seeing a person in all black with their hood pulled low on their head. The person continues on, but Seo-ho shouts out, "HEY! Watch out!"

The person stops and spins around to them.

Ravn takes a step backward.

Seo-ho frowns and glares at the person. "There's more than enough room on this sidewalk for all three of us! No need for you to purposefully run into us. Also, I think you should apologize to us, or did you not learn manners?"

"Seo-ho-ssi, it's okay, let's just..." Ravn says, tapping Seo-ho's arm.

Seo-ho shakes his head. "No, this is like that scene from Bring It On, only it's real and I can't act mad when this isn't staged."

The person's hand shoots up into the air, a fancy envelope gripped in leather gloved hands.

Seo-ho steps back, blinking in bewilderment and looks to Ravn.

The person shakes the envelope at them. He wants them to take it.

After a few minutes, Ravn finally musters the courage of being older and snatches it from the mysterious stranger. He and Seo-ho look down at it, briefly, before snapping their heads back up.

But the mysterious person has vanished. Into thin air. 

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