~Author's P.O.V~
-1 Day before the Carnival-Sarang stepped into the campus and was immediately greeted by people dashing around the school.
It was a Sunday and the members of the specific clubs took the time to come back to school to set up the booths for the carnival and for the freshman.
She made her way to the school's parade square to see colourful booths set up by the different clubs in TMAA. Not only were there booths, but there were banners and balloons and streamers that turned the school into a carnival like place.
Sarang strolled past all the booths and admired all their interesting ideas and ways to attract the freshman when she remembered something.
"Ah Seventeen!" She said and quickly rushed through the crowd towards the dance studio, with a bright smile on her face.
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"Alright 5 6 7 8 and 1 2-" Soonyoung said as he lead his members once more through the choreography. All the members were super focused and observed themselves through the mirror, barely noticing the door of the studio opening and Sarang entering the studio.
She watched as each member went through the dance moves and ended it with their final pose.
"Okay let's take a break and AHHH" Soonyoung screamed when he noticed a innocent Sarang standing there watching them.
"Wh-when did you get here?!" He asked clutching his heart.
"Just now. I'm just dropping by. Woah you guys are really good. Never knew you were this talented. Are you guys thinking of signing under a entertainment company?" Sarang asked approaching the boys.
"Well if we are, we're gonna all sign together." Seungcheol said, giving Mingyu a high five.
Seventeen and Sarang were chatting happily the door to the studio opened, and the noise was hushed. Donghyun and Minwoo approached Seventeen and Sarang and did their greetings.
"Alright. Tomorrow is your big day. I must say I am very impressed by how you passed Headmaster Lee's evaluation with flying colours. I wish you guys all the best for tomorrow." Minwoo said and swiftly, Seventeen thanked him.
"I have already sent the schedule of the carnival to each and everyone of you, so I would like you all to get ready before the hall segment. After the hall segment, you all are free to roam the carnival and choose the club that you want. Now, practise hard and be sure to get a lot of rest at night." Donghyun said before getting acknowledged by Seventeen.
"I'll leave so you all can practise. I look forward to your debut tomorrow!" Sarang said, waving goodbye to Seventeen as she made her exit with Donghyun and Minwoo.
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"They did pretty well actually I'm surprised. And the song they performed for Headmaster Lee was a song written by themselves and was produced by umm who's that- Jihoon yeah Jihoon, and was choreographed by the guy with the blonde hair- what's his name..." Minwoo's voiced trailed off as he tried to remember the name of the choreographer.
"Soonyoung?" Sarang said.
"Ah yes. I'm still having trouble with their names as there are like 13 of them." Minwoo said as he scratched the back of his head.
Minwoo offered to walk Sarang to the flower shop as he needed to get flowers again from there. The topic of how Seventeen passed the evaluation was brought up as Sarang got curious on how well they did.
"Hmm seems like they really are talented. Aren't you afraid they might be more popular than you?" Sarang asked.
"Hmm nah I don't really bother about how popular I am." Minwoo replied, stopping with Sarang in front of the flower shop. And of course like the gentleman he is, he held the door opened for Sarang before entering it himself.
SangEun looked up from the cash register upon the bell ringing from the door and smiled when she saw Sarang.
"Hey Sarang! Hmm seems likes this guy has been coming more often now that you're attending his school. You sure you two are not together?" SangEun teased as she leaned forward seemingly wanting Sarang to spill more information.
Sarang blushed slightly while shaking her head vigorously, explaining that they were just schoolmates while Minwoo just chuckled.
"SangEun stop gossiping and get back to work there are more flowers at the back that needs to be trimmed." HyeJeong said as she walked out from the flower room with a bunch of peonies in her hands, making her way to the display vases.
Upon being instructed, SangEun rushed clumsily to the flower room as HyeJeong carefully placed the peonies into the pink and white ceramic vase.
"Don't mind her sir. You're here for your usual bouquet right?" HyeJeong asked as she grabbed the bouquet of white flowers and passed it to Minwoo.
Just as Minwoo was about to take out his wallet, HyeJeong stopped him and walked to the back of the cash register.
"This one is on the house. Just a little thanks for taking care of Sarang so well." HyeJeong explained and walked back into the flower room.
Minwoo muttered a small thanks and Sarang led him out of the store, just so SangEun does not bother them anymore with her teasing.
"So I'll see you tomorrow? Hopefully the booth will be a success." Minwoo said as a black car came to a halt in front of the store.
Sarang nodded her head and smiled as Minwoo enter the car's back seat. As the door slammed shut, Sarang waved goodbye and watched as the car drives of into the horizon.
Sighing, she walked back into the store to see SangEun and HyeJeong staring at her with knowing eyes.
"Is it that obvious?" Sarang pouted while the two of them shake their heads at Sarang's innocence.
A/N: Hey all I'm so sorry for not posting an update mainly because I have actually kind of lost my way on how to write this and right now I'm trying to get back on track but it's not easy because my mindset now is different from when I just started this book. So I actually am considering on re-writing this entire book with the same characters, just maybe a clearer plot. What do you guys think?
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