Finding Home

5

The next morning at SM
I am pretty early. But no one showed me my work space. I got up to the office and Hoshi stood there.
"Oy! Mel! Early as always!", I started smiling.
"We seeing each other for the second time and you call that already always?"
"Of course! I show you your space, I guess thats why you are so early."
"You should have become a mind reader.", he laughed and guided me the way. It was a kind of open cubicle style office. I knew some faces from the meeting yesterday and some unknown.
"You are sitting between me and Exo ́s manager. Cool right?", he smiled all the way.
"Yes it really is! I am happy to be at your side!", I was not lying. Those two are not looking down on me. They try their best to integrate me.

"Before I forget. You won ́t attend with us the music shows. You are pretty involved with the fanmeeting.", Hoshi told me. I was a little bit sad. Even its exhausting with Donghae and Eunhyuk, they are fun. And speaking of the devils: "HYUNG! Why isn ́t Mel coming with us to shows?" Both of them get a bump on their heads.
"Because that poor girl can devide herself. Beeing involved in the Fanmeeting from Exo is time consuming. Let ́s not overwork her!", both seemed to be upset with Hoshi ́s answer.
I tried to console them: "Hey only cause I am not going with you doesn ́t mean we can meet up. How about the three of us having tonight dinner together?" And there we go, the faces lighted up again! They called it and were happy again. Til EXO came the doors in. "YAH! You punks! You stole my new little sister from me.", none of them replied. I guess Kyungsoo ́s look was enough since Donghae yelled: "Save me! Kyugsoo is going to kill me!"
"Don ́t be so surprised Idiot! You called them punks!", Eunhyuk disciplined him. Kyungsoo came up to me and asked: "What was the problem? I was spacing out for a moment"
"He called you.. forget it. He is sad, I can ́t attend music shows with them.<"
"Is he expecting from you to divide yourself?", Chanyeol asked. I only shrugged with my shoulders and we went to the next meeting to discuss the performances.
Now it was the time. Jongdaes solo Performance. I would be lying by saying: I am not nervous! But I am. I don ́t want to blow that up.
"You are performing "Beautiful Goodbye"."
"Of course. My first Solo Song. It is special to me.", yes thank you Jongdae, put more pressure on me. I remember hearing that song for the first time. I cried. Some of the lyrics fit in so well with me.
"Jongdae, don ́t be upset when I tell you that. But I think we should not put any dancers with you. The focus should really lay only on you." , he listened carefully. And then he nod: "I am with you there. Focus on me. Should someone play next to me play the piano or staying behind." I gave it a thought.
"I would prefer you alone and set highlights with lighting and a special effect.", he raised an eyebrow.
"Effect? Mel I think fireworks don ́t work here."
" I know Jongdae! Let me explain."
An I did. I told him that I work with the lyrics.
"When the breeze blows gently around us." Jongdae and the audience will feel a stream of wind. Like a breeze.
"Lets sit face to face" On Screen you will see him and a picture from the audience for a few seconds, before they turn dark again.
"the winter passes and the flowers bloom" the lights will turn from a cold tone in a lightly soft pink one.
"can ́t ignore your dying feelings." the colors fade and Jongdae is standing alone only the spotlight on him.
"When April fades away", the light around him gets softer.
And so on. I explained everything in Detail and even draw it for him.
"Mel you can do it like that? Like you described it?"
"Well yeah. I checked this morning what on equipment we are using. So it is possible.", his eyes light up. He smiled from ear to ear.
"Where have you been all of the time? Like I mean, this is so beautiful. I love how much attention you give to the lyrics and so on."

I was on the verge of crying: "Jongdae of course. Someone told me once I should not only pay attention to the audience. The Artist matters as well. They brought that song to life. When the Artist fell in love with the stage. The Audience will as well. So how could I forget about the..." I stopped. He was now the one who shed a tear.
"Those words. Those mean a lot for me. Not only as a Person or friend of yours. But as a artist as well.", with those words, a tear rolled away. All I want is, that everyone is feeling appreciated. And not left out.
Changed contact name "Killer Smiley" to "friend of mine"