Realistic or Modern ~Stryka~

[Peculiar3]

Nahm Namil

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Nana was extraordinarily nervous, because today was the day he would meet the new members of his group. He'd found out earlier that week the name of the group he was assigned to. Stryka. To him it seemed unique and cool, and he was so excited to finally start preparing for debut. He'd only been a trainee for a year, and already had a chance to make it into the spotlight where he truly desired to be. And yet this day was still bitter sweet for him. He had made a handful of friends in Star Entertainments trainee program, but after speaking to them had discovered none of them were going to be in the new group with him. The people he would meet today would all be perfect strangers to him.

So he wanted to make a good impression of course. He glanced around his empty dorm room which he'd slept in for the past year, which had his two packed bags on his bed. He would be moving to a different dorm with the members of the group whom were joining today. The manager had said they might add more during the training period. Nana glanced in the mirror on the wall, sweeping his stark white hair back out of his eyes before securing his mask over his face. He often wore it to conceal his expression and more importantly his common blush which he could never seem to keep under control. He was wearing a black t-shirt which was a bit long on him and shredded near the bottom, as well as tight leather black pants.

He bit his lip and looked himself up and down. Too much? Unable to decide he finally just decided to leave it. Nan grabbed both his duffel bags and hooked them over his neck, walking out of the dorm room and glancing down at his phone to recheck which floor the new dorm was on. Star Entertainments Trainee building was pretty massive with five floors in total. It seemed the new dorm was on the third, a floor above his current one. He lowered his head as he made his way down the hall and onto the elevator. Once it opened he slowly made his way down the hall and around a corner, stopping in front of the correct door. 12. He puffed out one cheek and took a deep breath, then knocked politely in case anyone had arrived before him.

 

[auburnt]

Rhydian Kwon​

Rhydian sighed, looking at the room he had shared with some of his closest friends for three long year. "So", he said while releasing a breath, to no one in particular - could be the room itself, could be to the lovely memories made there, could be the hopes of debuting together -, pulling his his recently packed bags closer to his body, "This is it, huh?". He was alone in there, it was an early morning, which meant that everyone had had some quick breakfast and gone off to dance practice or vocal lessons. Either way, he felt a little lonely, kind of like when he had arrived in Korea for the first time, without knowing anyone and not knowing how to get anywhere. It was a little scary, but he could do this.

His friends had said their teary goodbyes to him just before leaving, like he was moving to another country or something (pftttt, the drama, and of course he hadn't cried with them, who do you think he is?), and he was thankful that at least they didn't resent him for debuting first. They had all been accepted around the same time, which meant that this could be a little painful. Rhydian himself had spent many nights awake, scared of never seeing the results he expected from the beginning. They siad he was an amazing dancer and that he should be debuting soon, but apparently "soon" meant three whole years. He didn't know that, and now that he did... He wasn't sure how to feel about it. But oh well, better late than never, he'd guess.

It was around 10:30AM when he got to his new dorm, the place where he'd be living with his actual, official group members. He asked for the keys as soon as he got there, and that meant he must have been the first one to arrive. Oh, okay, responsibility. He'd been told he was the oldest too, and that was something he would never understand: when he started to get into kpop, 97 liners weren't even a thing in the industry, but now he was old. Time flies, seriously. His first duty as the oldest was, yes, of course, sit on the couch and check his social media accounts because he needed to with for other people to arrive so they could decide who would get which bedroom. He wasn't hungry either, and the fridge was probably empty, so there was basically nothing to do in there yet. He'd wait, fine. His bags were in the first bedroom he saw, but he would probably be taking them away from there in a few hours.

That's why those knocks on the door sounded really great, because almost two hours of pure nervousness couldn't do anyone any good. So he got up, adjusted any possible unnecessary creasing in his all-black outfit and went to the door. "Okay", he told himself, "it's fine".

"Hello", said Rhydian, right after opening the door, with a polite bow. He saw a boy who also had brought his bags with him, so it was one of his members already, yes! He stepped aside, leaving some space for the boy to walk through the door. He had a friendly smile on his face the whole time, truly grateful that he wasn't alone anymore. "You must be a member of Stryka too, yes? Come in!", he said, deciding to wait for the other to introduce himself before doing the same.

 

[Peculiar3]

Nan looked up when the door was opened, lifting his eyes all the way to the older male's face. He'd already been told He was the maknae of the group so he knew this must be his hyung. Once inside he bowed to the male, being as respectful as possible. "Thank you Hyung..." He straightened up slowly, looking around the large dorm room. There seemed to be several different rooms, and although it was currently just a shell really, with a little love it would be an awesome place to live. He could tell.

He turned back to the older male and smiled softly, almost bashfully. He had mixed emotions about being the maknae. On one hand it was a unique position! With his other friends he had been one of the older ones... This way he would have all older brothers. Members who would take care of him. Though he also liked the feeling of being depended on. Namil couldn't help but hope that a younger member might eventually join. And yet... He equally didn't want that. He really needed to stop being so indecisive.

He stuck out his hand for the other to shake, steeling his nerves about meeting someone new. "My name is Nahm Namil, the youngest in our group so far." He set his chin, trying to keep eye contact though his gaze quickly wavered and lowered to the floor.

 

[DisasterBi]

YEUN JAE-SUK
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It was almost surreal, leaving the dorm he called home for the past 3 years. He was a whirlwind of emotions honestly. The anxious thoughts crawling from the back of his mind were loud with their what ifs and he thought it was stupid how nervous he was getting. As a trainee he quickly got comfortable with the life - rules, regulations, and all - but he knew that now was time for him to graduate from that. He'd be debuting soon! At this point he couldn't tell whether he was excited or scared. See, a whirlwind.

With a very loud and overly dramatic (thanks to Jae of course) goodbye to his friends of the past 3 years he set off to the new dorm where he would be staying from now on. Despite how silly their goodbye was the sincerity was still there. It's not like they weren't ever gonna speak again, in fact he texted them all as soon as he stepped out of the dorm, but they all knew that they were gonna miss living together. A small smile settled on his face as he went over to the memories in his head.

The trip to the dorm was surprisingly pretty short, or at least shorter than he expected. Now he stood in front of the Star Entertainment Trainee building with curious eyes and an unfamiliar feeling in his stomach. He stood contemplating this building and how it held his future for a few moments before feeling a vibration in his pocket. His phone. Snapping out of whatever trance he fell under, he pulled out his phone and saw that he had two messages.

"Congratulations Sukkie! Make your sister and I proud~!" read the message from his mother. He grinned.

"cOnGraTuLaTiOnS sUkKiE! try not to crash and burn dumbass," read the other message from his sister. He sighed.

With a new air of confidence about him Jae took the first steps to what he considered his future and entered the building. "This is going to be great," he thought to himself over and over again the whole elevator ride up to his floor. And before he could even truly process it he stood in front of the door. His door. "Woah," he muttered to himself with a sparkle of excitement in his eyes.

The thought of knocking didn't really cross his mind as he happily opened the door. He doesn't didn't really know what to expect what would be in the dorm once he opened the door, so when he saw the two figures of the presumed other members of the group you could say he was pleasantly surprised. Stepping inside he took a quick once over of the two and shot them his award winning (according to him at least) friendly smile. "Hello!" he greeted with an almost automatic polite bow.

 

[auburnt]

Rhydian was truly so glad that the boy did introduce himself, because honestly he was getting a little uncomfortable, not knowing what to do. Maybe getting up so early was a bad idea, he should not have been the first one to arrive. Well, what's done is done, and the boy seemed nice. "Nice to meet you, Namil-ah. I'm Rhydian Kwon, but you can call me Soohyeon hyung if that's any better. Let's work hard!", he said, politely and sweetly, shaking the other's hand. Good thing he wasn't wearing his ring with all the likkes spike thingies.

Just as they were done with that, someone else came in. He had sworn he had locked the door after closing it, but in the end he was glad he hadn't. How bad would it be if this new person came, with all the excitement in the world if that smile was any indication of his mood, and found the door locked? So they were good. He didn't even mind the fact that he had to say his full name once again, this was a good thing. "Oh, yay, another member!", he exclaimed, then said his second hello with another little bow as a polite greeting, telling the other boy essentially the same thong he had told Namil. He'd be doing this a lot today, probably.

 

[Peculiar3]

Nana was slightly startled when the new boy just barged in, and almost instantly hid behind Soohyeon hyung. He peeked out at him, slowly relaxing when the boy in front of him offered warm greetings. After they had introduced themselves he slowly inched forward and bowed, "My name is Namil." He looked up at Rhydian and asked softly, "Do you know which room is mine?" He looked back at the doors, and fiddled with the hem of his shirt. He was eager to put his bags down as they were starting to feel really heavy.

At the same time he asked this he looked at the newcomer again, liking how happy he seemed to be with a big smile on his face. It made Nan feel a bit more comfortable at least. When his Hyung said he didn't know which room belonged to him he nodded, and decided to just pick one to put his bags in. He walked to the end of the hall and picked the last room, taking the right side of the room and putting his bags on the bed.

 

[Mystic Butterfly]

"Let's see. Phone? Check! Clothes? Check! Anpanman doll? Check!" Kang-Dae was looking through his bags, making sure he had everything he needed for today. Today, he would be meeting up with members of a new group, Stryka. Of course, he would be one of the members as well, which made him nervous. Kang-Dae had loved singing ever since he was little. At the age of 8, he started writing little songs. They were nothing special, but he new he had a passion; to be a singer.

"Notebook? Check! Mask? Check! Okay, I think I'm good to go." said the 23 year-old. He zipped up his bag and swung it over his shoulder. He went over and opened the door to his dorm and stepped out. He stopped to look back for a moment, a small smile coming to his face. "Here goes nothing." He shut the door and began to navigate his way to the designated dorm.

Eventually, after making a few wrong turns, Kang-Dae finally made it to the dorm. "Number 12. This is it." Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door, not knowing if there was anyone in there already. "Annyeong? Hello?"

 

[DisasterBi]

Yeun Jae-Suk​

"Nice to meet you, I'm Yeun Jae-Suk," he introduced himself with another bow to boy guys before him. He watched with curious eyes as Namil managed his way back to his room apparently. Seeing as how he hid behind Rhydian when he came in he figured he was a bit shyer than he was. He just barely nodded to himself as he locked that thought into his mind.

He blinked a bit as he looked back at Rhydian - who he presumed was older than himself - and began to say something but was interrupted as a knock sounded from the door. He glanced over his shoulder and said, "I'll get it, hyung." He hadn't even had time to put his bags down but honestly that didn't matter to him. Spinning around on his heel he went to open the door, a welcoming smile on his face as he was greeted with the sight of another boy. He took a step back so he could let him in.

"Hello! I'm Jae-Suk," he bowed once again. Even with the four of them here already he could tell that he'd be doing a lot of greeting people today. He honestly looked forward to it. He found that first impressions were always the most important, and that in this case where he will be seeing these people everyday for who knows how long first impressions were extra important.

 

[auburnt]

"Actually, that hasn't been decided yet. We have to wait for everyone to arrive", he explained after Namil asked about the rooms, "The only thing I know is that one hallways has the boys' rooms and the other is for the girls". Rhydian had never expected to be in a co-ed group, if he was being completely honest, as they were not so common. That meant they would have to work twice as hard to be noticed, and he hoped his members would be as determined and focused as he was, if not more, because he really wanted to suceed. He wanted to share the things he loved with the world, but he knew that took time and effort.

Another member came in soon enough, and he greeted them the same way. This would get old soon, but just like before, he didn't mind. After all, this was what he had chosen to do, even if it meant introducing himself a hundred times on the same day. These things were so much simpler back home, he kind of missed just saying "'sup fam what's good" in an ironic way and starting the conversation from there.

 

[Christi]

Taking a deep breath, Kyung-rae stepped out of the dorm, carrying a bag on her back with a suitcase beside her. She turned and gave each of her fellow trainees, and friends, very tight hugs, shaking her head at them. "Hey, it's okay, you guys. I'll be fine." she reassured the girls, knowing they worried about her anxiety. "And you guys will debut soon, I'm sure of it." she added with a sweet smile. After saying her last goodbyes, she made her way down the long hall before stepping into the elevator. Pressing the button, she sent a text to her adopted mother and brother, to let them know what was happening and that she was safe, as she waited for the elevator to reach the floor of her new dorm. Looking down at her clothes, she hoped what she was wearing was okay. She was wearing a rather cute overall dress with a black and white striped shirt under it.

Today was the day that she would be moving to a new dorm and meeting the members of the band that she was joining, a band name Stryka. She was incredibly excited when she found out that she would finally be debuting, after four years of being a trainee. But nervousness soon began clouding her thoughts, making her mind full of both excitement and anxiety. She worried about whether or not the others would like her, and that she wouldn't be as good as them when it came to talent, or visuals. Trying to shake off her nervousness, she looked up at the doors as she searched for the right room number, repeating the number twelve in her head repeatedly until her chest seemed to seize as her eyes finally fell on it.

Fiddling with the necklace around her neck, she hesitantly and lightly knocked on the door. She tried to slow her heartbeat as she turned the handle, peaking in. And her dark eyes fell upon four men, all of which were much taller than her. Taking a gulp, she stepped in and smiled in greeting, closing the door behind her after moving her suitcase in. "Hello!" she greeted, bowing to the four men she assumed were all older than her, her voice somewhat quiet, though loud enough as it just sounded shy. "I'm Chae Kyung-rae." she greeted, bowing again before sticking out her hand to each of them to shake.

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[Mystic Butterfly]

Kang-Dae bowed politely as the two boys introduced themselves. "Nice to meet you two. My name is Sumon Kang-Dae." he said, giving a bright smile. He was about to enter the dorm when someone came up by him. It was a girl. When she introduced herself, he bowed again. "Such a pretty name."

Kang-Dae then entered the dorm, looking around. "Wow! This dorm is big!" he said happily.

 

[Peculiar3]

Nan decided to hide away in his dorm room, too nervous to go out and meet the others now that there were so many. He chewed on his lip, as was his habit, and sat on his bed quietly. He texted his mother the news that he had made it safely into the new dorm and that the people seemed nice. Of course he was avoiding them currently but he didn't want his mother to have to worry about him. As far as she knew he was being a little social butterfly and getting along amazing with everyone. He knew that eventually he would have to man up and go greet the others, but for now he just needed to calm down and relax for a few minutes. He passed the time by digging in his bags, eventually bringing out a picture of him and his parents in front of his childhood home. A massive, gorgeous house that he remembered so well. He wanted to badly to see them in person and be able to hug them... But he couldn't. Right now he had to be strong and focus on his career, no matter how much he missed his parents.

He quietly put the picture back and pulled out his phone, putting earbuds in and listening to some happy music to calm him more, and help him forget his deep felt loneliness. Perhaps it was because he had never even been away from his parents for a day before he came here, that made this separation hurt him so very bad. Even after a whole year had nearly passed.

 

[t s u k i]

Katelyn had left home alone, came to Seoul on her own, and did every bit of her training on her own before she ever debuted. Today was different though, she actually had people to say goodbye to her before she left the dorms and her coaches would give her a pat as she made her way down the hall and to an elevator, which she decided was probably best to take. Her cute little kitty flats complimented her tan overall dress quite well. Lately she had this obsession for cute clothes, and it even affected her personality to an extent.

Her footsteps echoed as she walked down the hall, a hefty backpack on her back, along with a suitcase that was being towed by its handle. She was stunned when she found the doorway, and had to take in a breath before she tentatively knocked on the door, being terrified of the fact that they may not answer.

She was excited to be a Rapper and a Leader, excited to lead them to success!​

 

[auburnt]

He had been about to sit down so they could wait for more people, but clearly that wasn't necessary. Apparently, everyone in this group had decided to come at the same time, and honestly Rhydian liked that. That's great, he thought, that they were already somehow in sync, without even knowing each other. That meant that eventually they would do a nice job, they'd be on the same page. He greeted everyone with a friendly smile and a pleasant attitude, after all the hyung and oppa had to behave as such.

He directed his attention to Kang-Dae, intrigued. "'Sumon'? That's a pretty surname. So you're a foreigner too?", he asked, excited about not being the only outsider anymore. Of course he would try his best to be friends with everyone and like them all equally, but of course it would be much easier to relate to someone that also wasn't fully Korean.

 

[Mystic Butterfly]

Kang-Dae turned to Rydian and chuckled a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. "No, I'm not a foreigner. Full blown Korean here~" he said, flashing a bright smile. "But...if you're a foreigner, we can still be friends." He stuck out his hand. "What is your name?"

 

[Peculiar3]

Nan could hear the older members all talking and getting to know each other in the other room, but still was too stubborn to go say hi. Eventually he began unpacking his bags, setting his picture on the nightstand by his new bed. He put his GOT7 pillow on the bed, and stored his clothes in the dresser on his side of the room. He also went and opened the window, looking down several stories at the street where people were walking by, unaware of how dramatically his life had just changed. He always found it someone comforting how most of those people probably had way bigger problems then him. if they could handle it, so he could he!

After unpacking the youngest pushed his bag under the bed and peeked out of the room, seeing a mixture of guys and girls were now introducing themselves.

 

[auburnt]

Rhydian's eyes widened a little, surprised with the new information. "Oh, really? Then your parents must be, right? I mean, as far as I know that is not a Korean name", he observed with a small laugh, a little confused, but then again he could be wrong. He had met someone back home with that name, but they were from another country... Well, anyway. Before the other could reply, he decided to answer Kang-Dae's question, and, while he talked, he heard someone knock on the door. The dancer figured he should go get it. "I'm Rhydian Kwon, but you can call me Soohyeon hyung too."

After opening the door once again, he greeted the girl just like he had anyone else. "Hi, welcome! Please come in. Sorry to keep you waiting, I didn't hear you at first".

 

[Christi]

"Thank you." the young girl said with a bow and a small, somewhat shy smile to the friendly man, who introduced himself as Sumon Kang-Dae. Having entered the dorm, her eyes trailed around the whole thing and she felt her heartbeat increasing as she looked at the rather big place that she would be living in as she stood in the middle of the four boys. She was the only girl at the moment, which made her really wish for another girl to come, hopefully someone who didn't make her feel as tiny and out of place as the boys did, not that they did anything wrong of course. But she was also in awe of the dorm, getting rather excited to live in it. It was so big and she liked the style too. She wondered how everyone was going to be arranged, though, in terms of which rooms.

And, as if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked around one of the boys to look at the door. And, much to her relief, a girl entered. She wasn't that much taller than Rae herself, only a few inches. The youngest took a few small steps forward and extended her hand to shake the newcomer's, also bowing politely to her. "Hello, I'm Chae Kyung-rae." she said, bowing once again with a small, sweet smile on her lips.

Looking around, Kyung-rae's eyes happened to fall on a head that seemed to be peeking through a door down the hall. She became curious, but also kind of wanted to get away from all of the others, since she could feel herself becoming anxious. Moving away slightly, she began walking toward the room where the boy had been in. Running a hand through her long, dark hair, she greeted him once she faced him. "Hello there, I'm Chae Kyung-rae." she said, bowing politely, as she assumed this male was older than her, since she had been told she was the youngest of the bands. "What's your name?" she asked, feeling more comfortable talking to only one person, though her voice still had a slightly shy tone.

 

[Peculiar3]

Nan watched the other's converse in silence, and nearly panicked when one of the girl's spotted him. He quickly yanked himself back into his room, cursing himself for being too obvious and hoping she didn't think he was weird. Namil had never been good around girls, considering the only one he'd really been around growing up was his mom. He went to an all boy's school, a private school none the less. He had no sisters, no cousins, no aunts, and no grandparents. Not even a neighbor! And after coming here he had lived in a boy's dorm. He only ever saw girl's from a distance, and they certainly made him nervous.

So when the girl walked into his bedroom an immediate blush filled his cheeks, and he adjusted his mask to try and hide it. She was extremely small and pretty, with long brown hair and happy eyes. He gulped visibly and seemed to snap out of his trance as she bowed to him, introducing herself politely. She seemed to be a bit shy herself which actually helped him to relax ever so slightly. He quickly bowed back, speaking in a soft tone, "Hello Noona." He addressed her as older than himself, though it seemed odd to use the word. He'd never had to before except occasionally on the street. "My name is Nahm Namil." He slowly straightened back up, offering a small smile before remembering she couldn't see it.

 

[underoos]

Hearing the news that finally, finally Sanghwa might be able to debut with a group was like it was sent from heaven itself. Spending five years training was possibly some of the hardest years of her life, especially so far from her family in America, and so to have gotten the announcement that she would be debuting with the group Stryka had been an overjoyous moment indeed. Enough that she had slammed her foot into the nearest furniture fixture in the midst of her excitement and doubled over in tears (she blamed the tears on debuting, they were definitely tears of joy rather than pain).

Sanghwa wasn't sure what to expect with this group. Minimal information had been revealed to her. Blowing a strand of hair out of her face, she lugged her one bag behind her she made her way to the new dorm in which she would be sharing with another group of strangers. How weird it was to be moving on to this newest stage, so close to actually being close to debut. All she could hope for was that they would all get along. She had heard horror stories of rookie groups that crashed and burned because of tension in the groups.

While she had the whole day to make herself look nice for a good first impression, she had failed utterly when she slept past her alarm and scrambled out of bed to finish the last of her packing. Her outfit was quite casual and her hair thrown back into a messy ponytail. Hopefully the others wouldn't mind much. Coming upon the door, she had to swallow down nerves as she rolled her bag to a stop in front of it. Deep breath in, deep breath out... She repeated that mantra as she strained to listen past the door, hearing conversation from inside. Oh, good. So others were already inside, then. Hopefully she wasn’t too late. Raising her hand, she knocked twice sharply before stepping back and waiting.

 

[t s u k i]

Katelyn was at first stunned when she was let in, but she did walk in and bowed to everyone and introduced herself very politely, even returning handshakes that were given to her along the way. How was she supposed to say that she was a leader here when she looked so small and innocent. But here she was, she just had to find her place and slot in with the rest of the members. She signed up for this and here she was, now one of the few rappers and the leader of this rag tag troupe of kids that were older and younger than her, she was smack in the middle.

Granted, the thought did terrify her, but she was ready to take the challenge on. Her first duty as leader? Somehow, Someway, compose a song as a team and not on her own. This team thing was a interesting concept that was very new to her.

Getting her shoes off at the door, she made her way further into the dorm and plopped into a chair that they had, and she was just quiet and calm. She would wait until it settled and the roles were in place before she started talking to them as a team. She was excited.

 

[Christi]

A small smile lifted across the small girl's lips as she greeted him. She watched as he adjusted the mask on his face and as he bowed back before addressing him with a softer tone. She disregarded the gulp, though she noticed it, since she assumed he was just nervous about this whole thing, like she was. After greeting him, her dark eyes observed his features. He was a rather handsome man with attractive features and white hair, as well as a tall, nice figure. At least, he was tall from her perspective. And she offered a small yet sweet smile as he greeted her back before introducing himself as Nahm Namil, her smile increasing slightly as she saw a smile appear on Namil's face, though she could only see his eyes smiling, due to the mask on his face. She definitely felt more comfortable talking with someone who seemed to also be shy, especially since it was only one person.

But a slightly surprised expression crossed her features as she was addressed by him as 'noona'. "Wait, am I older than you? I was told that I was the youngest." she asked, a bit confused. Maybe the manager told her wrong or maybe she heard wrong? Either way, she decided to let him know when she was born, so they could figure it out. "I was born January seventh." she said, also informing him of the year she was born. She didn't mind not being the youngest, of course, but she still wanted to know whether or not she was.

 

[Peculiar3]

Seeing her smile grow, Nana relaxed a bit. She was very beautiful for a girl. He felt his blush return just as soon as it had gone, much to his dismay, and he was thankful for his mask once again. When she claimed to be the youngest he tilted his head, blinking in surprise and growing thoughtful. Perhaps he had been told wrong? He fiddled with his sleeve, as was his habit, and considered this. Could they have possibly meant he was just the youngest of the males? Or... Maybe she was a last minute add in?

Everything was quickly cleared up however when she told him her birthday. His eyes actually lit up, and he tilted his head to the right, "January seventh?" His eyes crinkled as he truly smiled now, "That's so funny, that's my birthday!" He was now completely relaxed. This girl was exactly his age. There would be no need for formalness between them, unless the gender difference created a gap between them. It seemed that they could likely be friends as they were both timid in nature.

 

[auburnt]

Just like Rhydian had thought, this group had to have some kind of magic power because everyone was perfectly on time for some reason? Crazy, right? Right He decided to go get his phone in the bedroom where he had left his bags, but he was pretty sure there was someone else at the door. He needed to check a few important things and send a few texts. "Can someone get that, please?", he asked to the group that was still in the living room.

After coming back, he wanted to sit down on the couch to check his important emails and rest after greeting so many people (because this house was going to seem pretty small soon with such a large group, he didn't know how to feel about that yet), so he ended up next to the little chair where Katelyn was. He decided to talk to her too, because why not? She seemed nice. "So hey", he said to get her attention, turning his body a little so he was facing her, "Katelyn, right? Are you a singer or a rapper?"

 

[Taek-My-Heart]

Yoo Jin Woo

For Jinwoo, it was just another normal day. He'd been going to this company every day for so many years, but this time it was a bit different. He made his way through the unfamiliar halls of an apartment complex, entering the dorms where he was told to go to. It was so full of people already- no, so full of his members. He was finally assigned to a group after the falling out of Hyunwoo and here he was part of a group, Stryka. He was definitely one of the last to arrive, based on the states he got as he entered the room. There were some of his tattoos peaking out from his over sized hoodid and headphones over his ears, but within seeing the members, Jinwoo showed off a toothy smile accompanied by a small wave, "Hello, I'm Yoo Jinwoo, I look forward to working with you all."