You were minding your own business, watching Kakegurui while eating chips in your living room.
Until your door opened with no warning, revealing your best friend, Kim Yohan.
"Don't you know how to knock?!" You glared at him.
He smiles a little. "Sorry..." He sits down next to you.
"Why did you decide to come here?" You ask, putting a chip in your mouth. "You should've told me so I would've prepared, at least"
Yohan sighs. "I'm sorry" He places his head on your shoulder.
You noticed something was off about him, so you couldn't help but ask. "What's wrong? You're so gloomy today"
"I'm just not feeling it I guess" He shrugs.
You thought, 'yeah he's definitely lying'
"Come on," You insist. "You can tell me"
He looks at you and gives you a very small smile. "Pause Kakegurui first, then we can talk"
You roll your eyes and paused the anime like he wanted you to.
"Spill," You said. "I don't like seeing you like this"
"If you say so" He replies. "I just don't want to pursue this whole taekwondo thing anymore, I feel like it's time for me to focus on my actual dream"
"And that is...?"
"Being and idol"
"So you're going to turn down your scholarship?"
Yohan hesitates at first, but nods anyway. "I guess I have to..."
You give him a reassuring smile. "You can do it," You said. "I believe in you. You're an adult, do whatever the hell you want!"
Yohan chuckles at your statement. "Yeah, you're right"
"I always am" You hit his arm.
"Alright," He stands up. "How do I do this?"
You laugh, hard. "You're the one here wanting to be an idol yet you don't know what to do first?!"
"Shut up" He throws a pillow at you. "I've been doing taekwondo for like, thirteen years! Give me a break"
"Okay okay" You snort. "Well obviously you have to audition for a company, you need to dance and all that crap"
Yohan nods. "Can you help me?"
"Eh, why the fuck not?"
You helped Yohan for his auditions, both of you unsure on whether or not he'll get accepted.
But you were absolutely positive that he will.
•
You were cleaning, it's one in the afternoon, and you haven't heard from Yohan since last night.
Until he barges into your house again, of course.
"Y/N!" He yells.
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𝐚𝐞𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 • 𝐱𝟏 [on-hold]
أدب الهواة𝐚𝐞𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 -Noun An enduring and consuming passion. X1 Imagines.