World's most famous band 'Icy Love' is at the peak of their career, but lead singer Yuta is trying to forget his past, depression, the empty lyrics book in affairs and a luxurious wild playboy lifestyle. He's only looking for pleasure till someone u...
"Come here!" Mark was shouting at him when Sicheng entered the cafeteria.
His friend was sitting at a table with Varie, Marietta, Jasmine and a chubby kid who seemed so fed up with the four Sicheng couldn't help but giggle.
He tottered to them placing his tray on the table then observed the new boy, yes seen form here he really looked like Donghyuck, Icy Love's guitarist.
"Sicheng look at our new friend Haechan doesn't he look exactly like Donghyuck, he's the second of Donghyuck's ten registered doubles," said Varie all excited. "I'm working on convincing him to be my boyfriend by the way," she winked to the kid who hid his nose even deeper in the plate.
"Oh!" was all Sicheng could say he looked at Mark who was grinning to him proudly.
Sicheng had read Donghyuck is the most well behaved member of 'Icy Love', the boy had really no scandals at all, three years of career without causing trouble gained him a huge fanbase and a lot of respect.
"I've heard you're leaning to play guitar," Jasmine nudged Donghyuck's side causing the boy to slip to the edge of the chair. "Can you learn the chords for 'Spicy about midnight' and play it to us?"
"Come on he's beginning," muttered Mark.
"Can be just one chord still listening to Donghyuck's double playing Icy Love's song must be bomb," Varie became excited.
"It's like that all the time every day there's no other subject than Icy Love when you're with Mark," said Sicheng causing Donghyuck to look up at him. "I'm Sicheng by the way."
"Also president of someone's fanclub?" asked Donghyuck gazing at Mark miserably.
"No I'm not in any fandom fortunately," Sicheng felt heat on his face.
He wasn't falling for 'Icy love', but he had found himself browsing Yuta's photos on his phone this morning before breakfast, why, if Yuta was so awful. Ok, he looked amazing laying in Taeil's boat, enjoying the sunlight, Sicheng couldn't forget Yuta's long eyelashes, the always great hair, his strong arms so exposed through the sleeveless sweatshirt, no he wasn't fascinated at all, not a bit.
It was just Yuta's beauty that couldn't make up for his disgusting personality.
"I think I like you," muttered Donghyuck stretching his hand out to Sicheng. "I'm Haechan."
"Can we all go to the harbour after lessons, hang out?" asked Mark.
"Yes!" Varie became purple.
"Sorry guys I need to be home my bro is complicated," Donghyuck rolled his eyes.
"How is he, your brother?" asked Mark.
Sicheng was worrying he will turn into the squealing giggling ping pong ball again.
"Annoying as I said," Donghyuck turned to his plate.
While Sicheng was giving Mark signs to shut up.
Yuta pushed the door to the local dance studio open, it was around noon, but the light inside was on, he could try his luck during a less crowded hour, he placed the mask further on his nose walking to the reception, a young woman with a big tattoo of red roses along her right arm raised up from a chair.
"How can I help you?" she asked.
"Do you have some new-style dance classes?" asked Yuta watching all the posters on the walls till his heart ached when he saw his own face staring back at him.
He lowered his head hoping the lady won't recognize him, yes it was worse than the Moon, he had been right.
"We have a new-style class twice a week, at 6 p.m. on Monday and Thursday, our choreographer is really good, he knows a lot about the newest trends in dancing," she placed a paper with a schedule in front of him.
Her phone lit up on the table and Yuta froze watching his own face at her lock screen.
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Thank you for your feedback. I hope you enjoyed the chapter I saw a lot of interesting discussions under the previous one. What do you think about Sicheng meeting Donghyuck and Yuwin thinking about each other. How will their next meeting look like?
