UNKNOWN

CHAPTER 2 - UNHEARD VOICE

CHANYEOL'S P.O.V.

At that time, we all knew what was going to happen. At that time, the same conclusion struck our minds. A thirteenth member.

But even though each member didn't have the same expectation for this new member, we're still left in a daze. Standing in front of us, was... a kid? No, I'm pretty sure that he's already in his teens but he still looks so young. He had this black hair styled calmly, accentuated by thin bangs reaching his brows. Oh! I also noticed that he's wearing brown, maybe 15 millimeters in diameter, circle lenses for a natural look. He had pinkish tiny lips that really fits him. He's wearing a white sweater with its sleeves too long for his arms and hands, black ragged pants which really contrasts the tops he's wearing. His pants was designed with metal studs and laces which gives this charismatic aura while his sweater was designed by simple lines around it. It looks weird if you look at it individually but it really looks great when seen as a whole. I can say that he's outfit and looks were coordinated perfectly.

But besides all the things that I noticed about him, there is one thing that really stands out when you look at him. "Woah, I never seen a person this white," Kai whispered. I'm also mesmerized by his complexion. He's skin is so pale yet shines like a porcelain. I'm not exaggerating or anything but it seems that his skin tone is almost same to the white sweater he's wearing.

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"A-a..." he stuttered, "Annyeonghaseyo." He gave us a 90-degree bow which left us stunned. I don't know but all of us suddenly can't move and say anything. "To-to... Tokisaki Yoshiro desu." Japanese? And why he's stuttering? Moreover, is he about to cry?

The founder walked to him and pat his back. "It's okay."

"Dekinai!" Japanese again? Then he hurriedly hid at the back of Mr. Lee.

"You can do it Shiro," Mr. Lee cheered him. "Or if you want, Kuro can do it."

He eagerly nod 'no' and said, "I can do it, but I'll do it here." Still hiding from us, he peeked and looked at us. I'm right, he's about to cry. "A... Annyeonghaseyo," he slightly bowed. "Tokisaki Yoshiro desu. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu."

"Yoroshiku ne." Our leader replied. There was a little shock from his face when Suho­-hyung replied but I think that gave him confidence so he stopped hiding and completes his introduction.

"Yoshiro may be long so Shiro's okay. I am..." he paused and looked every member. "I am EXO's thirteenth member." We're all shocked at that moment to process what he just said. Then he nod sideways. "Ah sorry, let me correct myself..."

"I am EXO's first member."

SEHUN'S P.O.V.

"I am EXO's first member." That's what he said. And I don't know but it took time to resonate on my head. What is he talking about?

"How come?!" Baekhyun-hyung raised an eyebrow. That's also the same question that bugs me for a minute.

The founder put his right hand on this Tokisaki Yoshiro's shoulder, "First, I'll give you an overview and Shiro will get down to the story for you. Ahm... how should I say this? The following statement you'll hear may confuse your minds but please bear with it. You may think that I'm going crazy but I promise you that I'll only say what the truth is. The truth that should have never been concealed for this past years." Then his voice suddenly soft that I almost didn't catch to it but I was looking to his lips that I kinda figured out what he just said, "But I have no choice."

I suddenly felt someone looking at me. I looked to Mr. Lee and noticed that the new guy is looking at me but he quickly shifted his gaze. It's kinda awkward thou.

The founder was talking about something which I missed but, he then changed his posture and cleared his throat, "It all started ten years ago. We just wrapped up for a concert in Japan and the car that I was riding was on its way to the airport. It's raining cats and dogs, the sky roared thunder and flashed lightning, the wind howled making the trees sway really really hard, it was then when the driver suddenly pulled the break and we heard a really loud 'bang!', as if the car hit a wall. The driver took an umbrella and checked it out. He yelled that we hit someone, so I hurriedly went outside the car and there I saw a child, collapsed, covered with black and white tattoo all over his face and body. I was shocked yet my reflexes urged me to carry and take him to the hospital. The car runs swiftly when that child regained his consciousness and our eyes met each other. From that very moment, it seemed that I felt an eternal bliss, like a mirage. His voice rung on my head, "Would you like me to take you? To a place where dreams come true?" His tattoos glowed in the lukewarm shadow and disappeared in thin air. From that day Shiro exhibited talents that exceeds human abilities. Believe it or not, he's the one who chose you to be a member of this group, and on top of that, the sole composer of EXO, making him the very first member."

"Wait a sec!" Baekhyun-hyung exclaimed. "Am I the only one who's loss for words because of what I'm hearing?"

"Same here. Seriously?! What's this? A flash fiction or something?" Chen-hyung's sarcastically said.

"Maybe there's a hidden camera or something," Lay-hyung stated.

"And sole composer? You mean he composed all the songs in every albums we had?" Min Seok-hyung asked.

Mr. Lee cleared his throat once again and gave us a small smirk, "Correct. He's your one and only composer. It's easy to negotiate with various composers to have their names as the one who composed your songs, besides they're the ones who will benefit from it. But it's not like that they totally didn't do anything, they somehow help on rearranging the music created primarily by Shiro."

"Ah! Because it needed improvements?" Baekhyun-hyung asked.

"No." An instant reply from the founder. He paused and showed doubt through his face. It was a gaze that caught our attention, and I somehow felt anxious to what he is going to say. "It's because... Shiro's voice..." Our eyes widen to the next word that we heard, suddenly, I can feel cold sweat dripping down my spine. "His music..."

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"It's lethal."