Masked || Woozi

Part 1

NARRATIVE POV

Jihoon and Summer are two completely different people. Jihoon is just your average boy, unusually short, but with a huge love for music. His YouTube channel has millions of subscribers. What does he post, you ask? Music of course. Videos of him singing, playing the piano, dancing, etc., all garner thousands to a few million views. The thing is, he's always wearing a mask around his nose and mouth, so no one really knows his identity. Online, they call him Woozi.

Summer, on the other hand, is a model. A Muse model to be exact. She hasn't been in the business for long, but she's already been in the spotlight multiple times. She's well known for her slender figure and young face. You could say she's KINDA famous. But still, not a lot of people know about her.

What these two people have in common, are that they hate being idolized. They just want to be treated like normal, ordinary human beings. For Woozi, the mask already takes care of everything. And for Summer, she tries to act as unwomanly as possible, unlike how she comes off as in her photoshoots, and she wears huge, round glasses. For her, acting is fun, but it can sometimes be bothersome.

'Coincidentally', they happen to be big fans of each other.

//YOUR POV//

I posed a few times more as the camera shuttered, the bright lights beginning to feel unbearable.

"And that's a wrap!!" The photographer yelled, clapping his hands together.

An assistant rushed to me, bringing me my robe. Tying it around myself, I walked to the changing room. Quickly, I grabbed my phone. Woozi's new video comes out today!! I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming of excitement as I plugged in my headphones. After a few minutes, I pulled up the video. He was covering a song by a kpop band, Seventeen (lOL). 'Adore U', I think it was called. After his intro played, it faded into the song, and showed his top half, as he faced toward the microphone, a hand on his headphones. He sang passionately, giving off a strong charismatic vibe. I closed my eyes, swaying side to side as I listened to his voice, almost drowning in it (tf). Before I knew it, the video was over. He smiled at the camera before the video faded out. I pouted and glanced in the mirror at my slightly flustered face. I'm watching it again. This time, I kept my eyes open. I noticed some pink peaking out from under his beanie. Oh? He has pink hair? I want pink hair...

"You? What are you still doing here, in MY dressing room?" An unfortunately familiar voice spoke from behind me as one of my earbuds was yanked out of my ear.

Ji Young, aka the bitch.

"Get out," she said with a nasally voice.

"Just let me get my stu-"

Her boney hand grabbed my arm, her nails digging into my arm as she dragged me to the door, shoving me out. She quickly grabbed my stuff and threw it on me as I laid on the ground. Smirking, she slammed the door shut, almost catching my bare feet.

"Bitch," I mumbled under my breath.

Grabbing my stuff, I hurried to the bathroom. Luckily there was no one in it. I quickly slipped on my sweater and my leggings and tied up my hair, running my hand through the curls. Washing off all the heavy make up, I reapplied it lightly. I snuck out quietly and walked to the bus stop. I'm gonna finish that video... I looked around but saw no one. Unknowingly, I swayed along to the beat, which eventually lulled me to sleep.

~

"Miss?" A soft voice spoke. "The bus is here."

Is that an angel? My body felt unbalanced, and there was pressure on the side of my head. I sat up straight, blinking a few times as I looked at the petite boy sitting next to me. He was wearing a black mask and a navy blue hat. His pink hair couldn't be more noticeable. Heh. Pink hair... Just like Woozi... Suddenly, he stood up and motioned for me to come. Still in sort of a daze, I followed. He walked up the steps into the bus and scanned his card twice.

"But I can pay-" I stared but was cut off by the boy.

"It's fine." His eyes shrunk into two lines as smiled.

My heart thumped a bit as I stopped in the middle of the bus. The door hissed closed behind me and the bus jolted to a start, making me lose my balance.

He rushed towards me, catching my arms as his hat was knocked off, "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, thanks..." I picked up his hat and held it out to him.

I stared at his pink hair for a while, and watched as he ran his hand through it before slipping his hat back on.

"Come on, let's sit."

He grabbed my wrist and led me to an empty seat. I assumed he was going to sit, but instead he stood by it, and pulled me to it, pushing me down lightly.

"Are you fine standing?" I asked.

He gripped the handle, "Yeah," he smiled again.

My heart tightened again. I put a hand to it.

"Are you okay?" He bent down to look at me closely.

"Y-yeah, It's nothing..."

He looked at me for a few more seconds before standing up.

~

"This is my stop," the boy's soft voice spoke as the bus slowly came to a halt.

"Oh okay."

'Wait, I don't even know his name!'

I held on on to his sleeve before he walked off, "What's your name?"

He looked out the window before answering, "Jihoon."

My hand slipped off as he turned and walked off the bus. Outside, he turned to wave at me, and flashed a smile before the bus took off. //Badump// Heart pls stop... I put my hand to it again. 'Maybe listening to Woozi's covers will make me feel better... I pulled out my phone and plugged in my ear buds. After a few minutes, I pulled up one of his older videos. This time, it was a cover of Love Equation by VIXX (wiNk woNk). He made little movements similar to the dance throughout the song, making me bite my lip so I wouldn't look like a crazy lady smiling at my phone. At the end, he flashed a smile at the cameral like he usually did. Wait... Somehow that smile looks familiar... I remembered Jihoon when he smiled at me at the bus stop and when we were riding the bus. Don't tell me... I gasped and put a hand over my mouth. Jihoon... Is Woozi?? That's not possible, is it? I mean, the pink hair could just be a coincidence... The more I thought about it, the more certain I became. I pulled the string that hung along the windows, and waited impatiently for the bus to stop. I ran out, tapping my card to the scanner. Let's see... That way? I ran back towards the way I came from without stopping, my purse strap rubbed on my shoulder endlessly until it burned. I couldn't stop though. Eventually, I reached the last bus stop.

"Where is he??" I muttered, breathing heavily.

I spotted a navy blue hat just like Jihoon's on the other side of the road. Without thinking, I crossed. A horn sounded. I looked to my left but was blinded by bright lights.

"Yn!!" A voice shouted.

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~Mistlegyu aka your bestie Alli ;))))))))))))))))))

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