Fused harmony

8.

(Small note • "Talking in korean"
                    • Talking on the phone)

After being shown his new residence, (y/n)'s excited had begun to die down, he was informed of some cameras that were fitted in every room, besides his bedroom and bathroom. They would help alleviate the need to record at home, allowing him to do his usual things without having to handle a camera and tripod. His mother, Mr Seong and Rachel had gone back to work, dealing with his introduction and how best to approach it. Leaving him alone in this big...empty... lonely apartment.

"It's literally been 30 minutes and I already hate being alone."

He had already resorted to talking to himself. He wandered around, learning the ins and outs of his new 'home', running his fingers along the edges of all of the furniture he passed... it was his, well kind of. But he liked it. Mr Seong had put in so much effort despite having no idea who he was prior to their meeting today. He felt like he could trust him.

(y/n) had hung up the copy of his contract behind the chairs in his office, and as he walked in he caught himself smiling at it like a madman. It was a reminder that this was actually happening. But snapping him from his thoughts, was a phone call.

He quickly patted his pockets to find the device before digging it out.

(y/n):Hello?

Mr Seong:Hey (y/n), it's Mr Seong. Make sure to save my number. I will be coming with a driver to pick you up, we have a meeting regarding your introduction video with the marketing team at Hybe, after you'll be meeting some of the studio staff to share the backing track for it so they can make any necessary changes. See you soon.

(y/n) wasn't even able to answer before the familiar beep rang out, the call ending, but he quickly locked up and ran downstairs regardless.
He was greeted by Mr Seong and a driver, both with stern but, sort of soft expressions as he climbed into the car. They all exchanged greetings before taking off towards the Hybe building.

"You'll be meeting the Creative director today to go over the plan and if we have time after visiting the studio, I've been instructed to take you to meet your stylist too. But I doubt that will happen today so don't worry too much. This week is fairly relaxed but it will ramp up by Sunday."

Mr Seong spoke carefully, careful to convey the message as clearly as possible and doing so splendidly at that. They soon arrived and walked up to one of the many meeting rooms, where they were greeted by a few members of the creative, marketing and costume teams.

"Hello everyone"

(y/n) greeted, much to the pleasant surprise of everyone present. They greeted him in turn, before getting straight to business on planning this video.

"We want something that will... demonstrate your struggles that got you here. Everything that made you, you compiled into one video. If you have any suggestions, please let us know."

This was said by, who he could only assume was the creative director.

"Hmmm, I think adding some scenes of me landing and standing outside the building could be cool, sort of like, I've found my destination? I don't know might be dumb.."

(y/n) second guessed himself again... something he had gotten used to doing over the years.

"No that is a wonderful idea. Really drive home that you're here to stay and connect with people. I'm sure can find a way to do it on a budget."

After a little more back and forth, the plan was being arranged, all that was left for today was a meeting with the studio staff, which was easily accessible a few floors down. So heading there quickly, whilst Mr Seong finished up with the details of the introduction video, (y/n) had something he'd put together quickly on a beat he made a while back.

He found the studio's and knocked before entering, greeting and introducing himself to the staff.

"I have prepared something I thought would fit the dreary tone the video is going to have, I'll let you listen to it now."

He pulled his phone out and pressed play on the song

The staff looked impressed, giving a thumbs up and sending (y/n) away so they could focus on their work for other artists, (y/n) headed back to the lobby where Mr Seong waited.

"All done kid?"

Mr Seong asked this with a slight tone of shock, it should've taken a little longer than that surely? Unless the had no intention on making changes to the song provided but... that was uncommon to say the least. But (y/n) just nodded and they began to leave.

"Your mother said to call her when you arrive home to let her know you're safe, I'd suggest doing so."

(y/n) smiled at this, Mr Seong was really looking out for him.

"Thank you. I will. Please enjoy the rest of your day."
And as if on queue, they arrived outside the dorms, dropping (y/n) off and leaving him to his thoughts once again. He walked up the stairs to his door, unlocking it and stepping inside, locking it again and letting out a sigh. After placing his shoes to the side, he called his mother, Claire.

(y/n):Hey mum, I just got back.

Claire:Hello dear. Remember to eat, I left some leftovers in your fridge, couldn't have you forgetting after a long day and your dietitian hasn't finished your meal plans yet.

(y/n):Thank you. Please can you give me Max's number, I didn't get it before we left and I want to show him everything tomorrow.

Claire:Of course, but for now, get some rest son. You've had a hectic day. Love you.

(y/n):Love you too mum.

And with that the call ended. (y/n) went and heated up the left overs from their fried chicken last night, eating it quickly before settling. He received a message from an unknown number, with details to an instagram account, which when he signed into, was already following and being a bunch of people, staff at the company more than likely. But he saw some Dm's.

newjeans_official: Congratulations and goodluck from us! Look forward to working with you! :)

le_sserafim: Wishing you the best of luck and success. Welcome!

bts.bighitofficial: Welcome. Wishing you the best!

There were more but, this was already a lot to take in, not that (y/n) understood how popular they were, save for BTS because, well everyone had heard at least one BTS song by now. He replied in kind, to what he could only assume were the account admins due to the very... automated responses with thank yous and good grace before turning in for the night. More work was ahead of him tomorrow and he had to be well rested.

Heading in to his new room, the bed twice the size if his old one and as comfy as a hotel bed (cause wtf do they make them out of they aren't real istg) he turned on youtube, tuned into to a Myth stream and fell asleep.