This one, I dedicated this to my lovely honey, Tyana
Enjoy!
Lightnings were so beautiful and colorful, the stage was big and wow. She fixed her name-tag on her shirt, "Tyana Rahestrie: Backstage Crew." This was her first time to work as a backstage crew. She was volunteering herself to be one of them for an awesome music concert in South Korea.
Tyana put a headphone on her ear then turn on the HT. "Check... Check..." Ah, it's on. She walked around the building to check if there was somebody who needed help. The alley inside the building was so empty, no wonder, because the rehearsal time hadn't started yet. Tyana was counting the celebs who would be on the show, "well, there will be, hmmm, Infinite, ZE: A, Dalmantians, Orange Caramel and... Taeyang! Aaa I can't believe I'm gonna see him!" She murmured to herself then yelled with what just she murmured. (well, yeah, monologue is always fun! Haha). "Okay, Who else... Hmmm, there'll be Lee Seung Gi and Park Shin Ye as the MC and for the I'm-sooo-waiting performance, there'll be 2PM!! Aaah, I'm so exciting!" She still murmured to herself.
Ah, hyung always being dorky at the wrong time! Doesn't he know that we're rehearsing? Junho really pissed off, he was rehearsing but again some of the hyungs were too tired to do another. They finally took a little break. He went out from the practicing room to find some fresh air. The alley's wall is full with posters of Korean entertainers, from the juniors to seniors. There was also his team's poster placed among them. Junho slowed his feet, he heard someone's murmured, "... Aaah, I'm so exciting!" Whoah, this must be a girl's voice. He then walked normal, but suddenly, "bugh" he hit a girl until she fell off. "Ah, miahnhaeyo!" Junho said as he helped the girl, "gwaenchanayo?" Asked him. "Ne, gwaenchana." The girl stood up with his help. As she stood up, Junho could smell of her hair and touched her hands. Ou, her hand is so soft and hmmm, it's the smell of apricot.
"Bugh" Tyana fell off to the floor, she was hitten by a guy. Aish, baboneun namja! "Ah, miahnhaeyo!" The guy said as he helped her, "gwaenchanayo?" Asked him. "Ne, gwaenchana." Tyana received his helping hand and stood up. She fixed her clothes then bowed, "ne, jeongmal, miahnhaeyo." "Oh, yes. It's ok. I'm the one who supposed to say sorry." The guy said as he grinned. Tyana almost laughed to herself, this guy was so cute, his eyes were so small as he grinned. Plus, this guy really has a big arms. Oh, no. This guy is sweaty and... Wearing a white T-shirt with training pants. But, he looks so familiar. "Junho-ssi?!!!!" She yelled at him. "Hehe, ne, I'm junho." He answered as he scratched his head, whether if it was itchy or not. "Are you one of a backstage volunteer?" He asked with a smile upon his face. "Ne. Hmm, maybe there's something I can do for you?" She offered him a little help. At least, she tried to do her job here. "Well, I'm exhausted. You can try by buying me a drink." Junho said as he walked away. Tyana was still at her place, figured out what just happened. "Ya, yeoja! C'mon. Grab me some drink!" He winked.
Junho walked first while Tyana followed him from the back. He put on his hands at the back of his head and walked in a big steps. He turned around and asked, "Hey yeojaneun, I don't know your name yet." Tyana walked faster, "ne, Tyana-imnida. Er, why'd you walk so fast? Eh, I mean, you really have a big step." "Sorry, Tyana-ssi." He stopped and wait for her.
There was a room for keeping drinks for the artists. Tyana and Junho walked into the room, and they saw nobody there. "Do you want the isotonic one or just plain water?" Tyana asked Junho. "Plain better. But, get me the big one." Tyana took a bottle of one liter plain water and gave it to Junho who drank it right away. "Ne, gomawayo, Tyana-ssi. Now, can you take me to the audiences' bleachers? I wanna see the view of stage from it." "Right away, Junho-ssi!" She showed him the way to the entrance as she explained the concept of the show.
Junho listened to her carefully, he even paid attention to the details. It was like there was something in her explanations had interested him. The apricot smell was a plus for him, didn't know why he loved it so much. He kept nodding his head, indicating that he understood them. They finally reached the bleachers. Tyana took the most center position so they could watch the other artists who was rehearsing and the crews who was decorating the lights and the stage. "Ok, Junho-ssi. Is there anything else I can help?" Tyana asked him before she left Junho. She was sure that she still had plenty of jobs. "Yes. You should accompany me." He pointed the bleach beside him, told her to sit there. "Er... okay." "You know, though I have done lots of performance already. Still, I can't get my nervous away." Junho told her. "I know how that feels. I used to feel the same as you when I had to perform my traditional dance at highschool." "Really? So you're a dancer, huh?" "Hm, sort of. I'm majoring a traditional dance. But, I'm not Korean." "Ah, I see." Junho laid his back on the bleach and turned her head to Tyana to show a weird look. "Why?" Tyana asked. "No. It's just, you smell like an apricot." "Apricot? Oh, yes. I use a shampoo with apricot flavor. I really love apricot. The smell of it is refreshing." "Hmm, actually. I don't know if I like apricot or not. I just like the smell. Hahaha" Junho laughed, made his eyes got smaller.
Gosh, he's so cute.
Part 1-end
To be continued...
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