Genre: Romance, Drama Type: One-shot Main character: BTOB Hyunsik Dedicated to: Meloria / Siberia69 Written by: Melody-yuna
thank you for writing this story, yuna! actually, all i did was edit the whole thing a bit. it's already good enough that i didn't know what to add. haha
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Hyunsik walked into the fifth company he had ever been. His determination had faded long ago. His steps had lost its rhythm. But, for the sake of his best friend, Seo Eunkwang, who encouraged him to come all the way here, he made up his mind.
Each small, reluctant step he takes intimidate him. Looking around was a big mistake of his since everybody else looks so confident and assured to get a spot in this magnificent company.
Hyunsik kept on reminding himself to remain calm. He assured himself that this will end within several minutes and his dream to be a professional composer could be achieved in no time; but nothing seems to work.
A composer. That dream. The ambition he set for himself.
As soon as he had settled with his registration, Hyunsik walked straight to the bench at the end of the corridor, away from the crowd who were practicing their speech and white lies.
He sat and prayed, keeping the solemn mood with him when suddenly a guy in full suit took the seat next to him. He secretly glanced over the gray haired man, and immediately his mind and his whole body were alarmed.
“Ilhoon?” he called, still hoping it was really not him.
Ilhoon looked up and a visible smile crept on his face. “Yaa, Im Hyunsik! What are you doing here? It’s been a while since I last saw you.”
“Yeah. I’m good.”
Hyunsik was hoping that their conversation would die there, but instead, Ilhoon continued making Hyunsik more uncomfortable than he already was. “I thought you already gave up music. After all, it’s not like anyone's willing to have a fraud working for them. Time passes and you rebuild the confidence, huh?”
The mocking smile he presented him makes Hyunsik's throat dry up. He was about to say something but he ended up swallowing all his words down when he heard his name being called.
He got on his feet and readied himself to walk away when he felt a piece of card slipped in between his fingers.
He looked down and saw Ilhoon mouthing him ‘Good luck’. He slightly nodded to him, not wanting to be seen rude. When he was certain that Ilhoon was no more in sight, he clandestinely crumpled the given card and threw it into the bin across the room.
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The moment he walked into the intimidating room where he would settle for the next ten minutes, his eyes first caught a glimpse of a lady, probably around his age, smiling all sweetly and encouraging.
