~𝐼𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑗𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦~
Minji claims that she's the closed, cool, and mysterious girl of the school. While that may hold true to herself, it seems as though the ot...
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Dear Diary,
After Church today, I got a call from Haerin asking if I wanted to go over to her uncle's studio for a pre-recording sample. She sent over the backtrack, and it sounded really nice. I'm super excited to see how this turns out ><
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"So, what do you girls think?" Haerin's uncle questioned. The two girls were seated on the corduroy-green couch in the studio full of audio equipment. The younger's uncle had just played a snippet of his guide track, which incorporated a fun beat with the girls' lyrics. Minji was at a lost for words. Thankfully (or maybe not thankfully?), Haerin still had her words with her.
"Uncle, I think this is great! I think the beginning could be extended to about 15 clicks or so since the backing track is pretty vital in the piece. What do you think, gominji?"
Minji was still staring into the wall- wondering what type of heavenly tune had just blessed her ears. The whole thing fit together so nicely, and Minji thought they would get beyond an A+ (perhaps a worldwide music award) if they were to fill it in with a couple of more lyrics. "I-I think...wow I'm actually at a loss of words," She stuttered. Haerin giggled adorably (which was a double kill for Minji), and her uncle chuckled quite thunderously. "I'm glad you like it, girls." He responded.
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For the next hour or two, Haerin and Minji sat in the ambience of the wooden studio, pondering about their lyrics. They had a day left until they had to submit the outline, and they were getting pressured by time. Haerin's uncle had left for a bit to give the girls some space, and the girls got comfortable by brewing themselves some tea.
Minji, frustrated, threw her mechanical pencil on the table, along with the paper that held their lyric ideas. Haerin gave Minji a strange look, before scribbling something down on her own paper.
"Woah, what was that? What did you write down?" The older asked, as she leaned closer to see whatever the younger had written. Haerin bit her lip, as she showed Minji.
Even though you don't express everything
"What does that mean?" Minji asked, as Haerin sipped on her barley tea. Haerin sighed. "I don't know, I'm just coming up with random phrases at this point. I saw you expressing your frustration, and I thought 'what if these people in the story don't express anything to each other?' That's all I thought." She replied. Right then, Minji came up with a brilliant idea. She stood up quickly, which prompted Haerin to jump in her seat.
