[𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘧𝘪𝘤] - ongoing
❝we've been through bloodshed, tears, and numerous near death experiences. what makes you think being an idol would be hard for us?❞
❝you don't know the half of it.❞
the government and media are hot on the gang's trail...
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"hello, this is duende's yoko."
POSITION : rapper, lead vocalist, dancer
NICKNAMES : nagi, kazu, kihyun AGE : 24 BIRTHDATE : December 2, 1994
HEIGHT : 5'11 WEIGHT : 62 kg
ETHNICITY : Japanese NATIONALITY : Japanese HOMETOWN : Tokyo, Japan BIRTHPLACE : Tokyo, Japan
TRIVIA : ㅡ he's always wanted to get a tattoo but he doesn't like needles ㅡ don't even bother trying to wake him up in the morning ㅡ he loves wearing clothes that are a bit loose on him ㅡ he has an iq of 153 ㅡ his favourite drink is grapefruit flavoured soju ㅡ almost debuted in a coed group with the stage name "nagisa" ㅡ fluent in four languages: japanese, english, korean, and spanish. recently, he's been studying mandarin. ㅡ kihyun is the name he gave himself after moving to korea ㅡ he loves going out for korean bbq ㅡ he may or may not have a small collection of knives
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"i don't have anything else to tell you," yoko says, arms crossed. "if you're still suspicious of me then it's not my problem."
"i was contemplating whether i should've called you in but i've been doing these meetings with everyone," sun says with a shrug. "only fair if you have to do it too."
"so what do you want from me?" yoko asks, slightly more relaxed, not by too much. sun thinks about his answer, not knowing what to say or ask.
"just how you're feeling," he says finally. "anything that you still want to tell me." there's a bit of hope in his voice, that yoko might open up just a little more to him.
"you should've chose another company." sun falters at that, confused.
"so that you wouldn't be roped into this?" he asks.
"no," yoko says. "you should've done your research before choosing elysian." sun raises his eyebrows in curiosity, leaning in a little.
"and what would i have acquired by doing my research?" he asks.
"the staff aren't good people," yoko pauses. "neither is the ceo, not that i've been a target for whatever they've wanted yet, but other trainees have." sun's getting a little frustrated with the vague answers.
"and can i talk to these trainees by any chance?" the younger looks down at his hands.
"you might've talked to one already." he says, and sun's even more confused. yoko had told him he wasn't a target, or whatever that meant. he must've caught on to sun's staring.
"once again, i'm not talking about me." yoko says a little strained.
"can i at least know what they've done?" sun asks. he had to talk to elias about this.
"the trainees' number one rule here is to never get them angry," he says. "and don't fight back." sun knows what yoko's trying to tell him and nods. there's silence for a moment before sun asks another question.
"why'd you decide to become a trainee anyway?" he asks, not sure if he should have.
"i had no other option. it was the streets or here."
"and if you could've, would you have left?"
"someone has to look out for the trainees here." sun left it at that, not questioning yoko any further and certainly not liking the warning signs.
"but deep down i'm glad you're here," yoko admits. "maybe you guys can help them out too." he stands from his seat and leaves without another word.
