Fallacy • Jeonghan [1]

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Y'ALL JUNGHAN IS BLONDIE

1. BLONDE JUNGHAN IS LIEF
2. BUT I PREFER HIS BROWN HAIR BETTER THO???

I'm number 2 tho. Not sayin I hate his blonde or anything.

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Lia

"Ok. So now the meeting has come to an end, my fellow politicians." Hoshi pushed his round glasses up his nose, coughing a little "Ahhh...I would have to go to the salon...I've lived over a hundred years of stresseu...and my hair has grown to be white."

"Shouldn't you be bald by then?" Chan corrected him. I glared at him secretly. Gosh, doesn't he have any other questions to ask?

"Chan! You do not speak to the Director that way!" Hoshi once again fixes his glasses, not being able to push them up his nose any higher. I don't mean to be offending or anythimg bit is his skin oily? His glasses just slides off his nose every time he pushes them up. It can't be. That little button nose is too cute.

Minghao coughed, "Back to the topic?"

"Ah, yes, the project," this time Hoshi was serious, taking off his round glasses as he does so "our grand finale. The concert to raise money to build a Children's Home!"

Nice.

"Director-nim! How will you hire peroformers, the stage, E-T-C?" Asks Jun. Wait did he really say et cetera that way?

"For performers, we can perform by ourselves. Since we are all pretty much dancers. And since Chan has joined the group, it gets even better!" Hoshi grinned at the thought of it. He really is enthusiastic for this, huh? Well just for your information I am not a dancer. And I can't sing either so :\

"We'll think about others later," Hoshi continued.

I raised my hand, wanting to ask a question.

"When will the concert be held?" I ask.

"Ah, an interesting question I see." Hoshi smiled, he crossed his arms and leaned back "I'm expecting the concert to be held in autumn I suppose? By the end of summer? Yes."

We all nodded. I scribbled on my notebook, jotting down the important points of our new plan.

"Until then, my fellow politicians, you are dismissed." Hoshi stood up and we followed, all bowing.

"Psst, noona, what are politicians anyway," Chan whispered in my ear.

I knew the meaning but I couldn't explain it in some sort of way, so I just answered, "I have no idea," while receiving a derp face from Chan.

"Lia, come here for a sec," Hoshi called me, asking me to come with him. I followed, and reached a room where boxes were piled up, and Hoshi was basically digging into one of them to find something.

"Here it is!" He says with joy, a piece of white fabric in his hand.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Its our official shirt. Its supposed to be a T-shirt, to be honest," he sighed and continued "but I couldn't find any more t-shirts so all I have left is this XXXXXXXXL sized sweater."

I looked at him in a weird way, "Why did you even order an XXXXXXXXL sweater?"

"Because when I heard Minghao was joining I thought he was a big fat chubby boy," replied Hoshi, sighing. Well Soonyoung, you are wrong. Minghao is thin as a pin.

"Its okay though. I like sweaters." I replied, taking the white fabric from his hands "thanks!"

The meeting was dismissed, and Hoshi and China Line said goodbye to me, and Chan? Well, he stayed with Hoshi to talk about dance and how he can't live without his Michael Jackson albums and vinyls and songs and merchandise. This kid really is obsessed with MJ.