"ah, 你好, 你好, 大家好," you said as you enter the photoshoot room.
a staff approached and welcomed you.
"hello ms. y/n, you can comfortably speak malaysian later with your model partner," the staff said in malaysian.
you came from malaysia (well, you're half-malaysian and half-chinese here) and right now, you were having a photoshoot at china.
you haven't met your partner but you researched about him. he grew up in malaysia but he decided to move in china to study in nanjing university. then, he became a trainee and joined in idol producer where he became part of the debut group, nine percent.
that's the general info you had. but what surprised you is the fact that he likes to eat. you've watched videos of him eating candy, hotpot and more. that made you comfortable.
it's because you also think that idols and models shouldn't be banned on what they want to eat (except if the food can actually damage their body). you like eating, but in your career as a model, you were constantly ridiculed as fat.
well, who cares? it's your body and the last time you checked, you were still healthy. yes, society shapes what is beautiful but it's up to you if you wanted your definition of beauty to be shaped like it.
you were eating a biscuit you brought when you heard someone clearing their throat. it was you zhangjing.
you stood up to greet him.
"hello, hello. nice to meet you! i'm wang y/n," you said, offering your hand for a handshake.
"i'm you zhangjing. you also came from malaysia right?" he said. you nodded.
you turned around and saw your manager signal that you should speak more.
you offered your biscuit to him. "do you want some? i think you know the brand."
he immediately accepted. "yeah, this is my favorite from childhood."
then, it became awkward. you grimaced slightly as you don't know what to say.
he gestured his hands towards the chairs. "maybe we should sit down." he smiled at you.
"gosh, can he stop smiling? he looks so good. on the other hand, thank the skies that he is smiling at me."
"i heard you debuted in a group. congratulations!" you started the conversation.
"ah yeah. i'm promoting in nine percent right now. the experience was a roller coaster ride. joining the show, ha, it was tough," he replied.
you smiled. "your vocals are really great! i watched your performances on the way here."
he looked a bit embarrassed. "oh really? that's- i'm- thank you for watching."
"you know, i really loved it when you sang the last part of 《Reminiscing》. the part when you sang that you didn't cry because you loved the girl too much."
he started clapping to some beat. "this part?"
"tai ai le suo yi wo mei you ku~" he sang.
"yeah! that part! did you know i was crying when your team finished singing. han mubo, li quanzhe and chen linong are great vocal artists as well," you said.
a staff entered the room. "y/n and zhangjing, the photoshoot will start in five minutes," he said.
zhangjing stood up. "maybe we could talk more later? can i invited you to a dinner?"
you nodded as you got your toothbrush at your handbag. "sure, as long as you serve nasi lemak."
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nine percent imagines
Fanfic" hello, we are nine percent. " +this book contains grammatical errors, swearing and such +unedited +lowercase intended 『nine percent imagines』 〖highest ranking:#01(npc)06/07/19〗 started:may 16, 2019 ended: -- 🐢bya-channn ‖ 2019