Avoided•Han Seungwoo

➯Chapter 11

Seungwoo's POV

It's been 2 weeks after Jinree and Eunsang transferred here and 2 weeks since i've moved out of the shadows, sounds like im somekind of supernatural being, I know. The past week was surprisingly peaceful. Maybe they got tired of reacting to every move I made, yet I can still occasionally feel glares sent to me, but I just brush it off. My life is starting to get pieced back together, Knowing my brother is still alive, Getting to hang out with my friends again, it seems like the sun is finally shinning on me.

Recently, I've been very busy helping out in producing the song. We've been thinking about lyrics, melodies, and trying out every lyrics and melodies together. "Hyung, Why don't we try writing every pleasing sentence we come up with and then gather them up and form them into lyrics?" Seungyoun said, I gave him a questioning look and answered, "Isn't that how you normally make lyrics?" I said with a laugh.

"No~ I meant this whole week, Whenever we see something that catches our attention, or like memories we love or something like that, We try to write about it, like a diary. Then at the end of the week, We look through the words we've written and find the general thought. The theme should be about admiration, love, acceptance, anything that has to do with our lyric's goal" He explained more clearly. "Oh, okay I understand" I replied, Finally understanding what he was trying to say.

Alot of people have their own ways of composing songs, some write from their own feelings, some take inspiration by using pictures to illustrate and to give of the vibe, while some write based on their memories. As for me and Seungyoun, We figured that maybe it could work out by narrating events and pulling out inspiration from them. I found it cool that he could think of such ways to make lyrics.

After discussing a bit more about the lyrics and melody, I packed up and left the room. I was on my way for my last class for today, Korean Lit. I walked towards the locker area where only a few people were gathered at by this time. I unlocked my locker and did what I had to do, Put and take a few things that are necessary and unecessary for the next class.
Before I closed the door, I remembered that I need to write a "journal" of things when I found an unused notebook laying around my locker. I placed it into my bag, closed my locker and rushed towards class.

I was at the doorway when someone tapped on my shoulder, I turned back to see Wooseok who was in the same class. We smiled at each other and entered the room, taking our seats. Jinree and Eunsang was in the same class, although she was seated at the other end of the room, I still got a good view of her. "how's lyrics coming out?" Wooseok asked, "We're still going on about them. Seungyoun came up with an idea on how we could fix up some lyrics by jounaling." I answered. "Seungyoun is really out there creating ways on how to do stuff, isn't he?" Wooseok replied with a laugh. I laughed along with him and spoke up "His ways are quite unique" I agreed.

After a few talks, our teacher entered the room and started lecturing. We were learning about quadratic equations today. Our teacher was writing some equations on the board and asked for a student to answer. "Does anyone want to answer?" She asked. The class went silent. "hmm? no one? Well then..." She spoke as she took out the class attendance. "ahh Mr. Han Seungwoo? would you mind?" The teacher asked looking at me. I nodded and made my way to the board, I examined the equation and wrote my answer down on the board. I placed the chalk down and backed away to check my answer. When I was satisfied, I made my way back to my seat.

"Magnificent job, Seungwoo." She applaud. I nodded and looked towards Jinree's direction. My eyes landed on her's. She gave me a big smile and a thumbs up. I smiled back and did a thumbs up aswell. We both averted our attention back to our teacher as she was giving us papers for homework. After a few more minutes, The bell rang and everyone stood up from their seats, bidding farewell to our teacher and heading their way out of class.