[prelude] harmony (yoseob/iu)
[prelude] harmony.
yoseob/iu, fluff, romance, g. 1,269 words.
the new girl is everything yoseob was told and more, but he's got a fair bit of bad luck, so what's there to say this won't end badly?
notes: guess who's in love with yoseob/iu? and can't think of a good summary... um this is a sort-of-chapter-one-but-prelude of a fic i plan on actually continuing in a few weeks, once i've filled a few more of the request fics. i don't have a title for the actual fic yet; harmony is just the title of the prelude.
‘Duets,’ Mr. Cho announces, silencing the chatter throughout the amphitheater. ‘Partnerships, what have you, are something you will all need to become accustomed to. Performing is not always going to be solo, so learning harmonization and working together is essential.’ The chatter starts up again for a minute or two, and Yoseob frowns as he traces patterns on the desk with his right index finger. Most of his friends took regular vocal classes, but not the twice-weekly extra curricular class, so he was a bit of an outcast here.
‘Now,’ Yoseob snaps his head up at the teacher’s booming voice. ‘Don’t get too excited. Applications for duet partners will be allowed-’ Yoseob can pretty much feel everyone in the class interlocking eyes with whom they wanted to partner. ‘-however, do not get too excited. For now, partners will be selected at random. Applications can only be made under extreme circumstances.’
Yoseob isn’t sure what’s worse; being thrown together to sing with someone he hardly knows, or being left out. Again. There had always been an uneven number of students in the class (nineteen, to be exact), so he was generally the odd one out. He doesn’t let himself think about the possibility that he’ll be thrown together with, god forbid, Hyuna or Sohee-or someone else who should really just stick to what they know-as mean-spirited as that may sound.
‘The list will be posted on the performing arts department message board tomorrow morning. Don’t forget to check before the next class.’
Yang Yoseob - Kim Hyuna
Yoseob groans and curses his luck. Of course he would get stuck with the one person he absolutely could not stand.
‘Tough break,’ Kikwang says, patting him on the shoulder. ‘But she’s not that bad.’
‘You try singing with her! It’s awful. She goes off-key and has pitch problems and-’
‘At least she’s not Sohee?’ Kikwang tries, grabbing Yoseob’s arm to pull him out of the crowd of performing arts students. Yoseob seems to have this thing with luck lately where it’s just never on his side, so when he turns around he finds himself face to face with Hyuna.
She glares as his eyes widen, mumbling apologies and “you’re not that bad, really”s over and over. He counts himself lucky when she mutters, ‘asshole,’ and flounces off. He’d kind of been expecting a slap in the face.
‘Way to go, Yoseob,’ Kikwang says dryly.
‘This is a fairly simple assignment, so it will all be done outside of class. You are expected to organise, with your partner, rehearsal times and a pre-recording time. You are going to start a vocal portfolio as a duet, so the partner you have now is yours for the year.’
Yoseob considers just quitting the class. Dealing with Hyuna for a year? No thank you-especially not after she’d overheard him saying, well, the truth. It would be like hell on earth.
‘There have been a few amendments to the partnerships, so… Yang Yoseob, see me in my office after class,’ Yoseob pretends not to notice and shuffles the pages upon pages of lyrics sitting in front of him, straightening them up, as all eyes in the classroom turn to look at him.
‘Your partner requested a change,’ Mr. Cho informs him. ‘She cited something of musical differences, but when I asked the real reason, she said she’d much rather leave the class instead of performing with you. Usually I don’t accept immaturity or bias as a reason for changes, but starting next week we will have a new student in our class-she’s a pre-uni student, and I think you would be a great candidate to show her around.’
‘So now you’re stuck with a high school student?’ Kikwang raises an eyebrow. Yoseob nods, sliding into the café booth and sighing dramatically (whacking Hyunseung-Kikwang's on-again-off-again boyfriend-in the arm on his way down).
(He had been retelling Hyunseung and Junhyung the entire story, from vocal class to assigned partners to Hyuna, and they were, for the most part, sympathetic-and had snorted and agreed whole-heartedly on the topic of Hyuna and Sohee’s singing talent.
‘Sometimes in dance,’ Hyunseung told him, ‘they sing along to whatever’s playing and it’s just… eugh.’)
‘Usually I’d be a little more positive about the whole thing, but knowing my luck as of late?’ he sighs again, picking up the menu in front of him and flipping through the pages. ‘She’ll probably be equally as pitchy and off-key, just without the face to make up for it.’
‘Or she’ll just be dull,’ Junhyung pipes up, ‘with an amazing voice. The uni rarely takes pre students unless, and I quote, “they are of exceptional circumstance or talent”.’
Vocal class was on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, but by Monday afternoon, Yoseob had already heard plenty about the new student.
She was also taking a pre-uni acting class and word flew pretty quickly around the performing arts department that the new pre-uni student was an all-rounder. She could sing, dance, and act-and yeah, she was a little timid, but Dongwoon told Junhyung who told Hyunseung who told Yoseob that she was actually really talkative by the end of the lesson and-much to Yoseob’s chagrin-had already found a place in Hyuna’s group of friends.
‘Lee Jieun, her name is,’ Kikwang tells Yoseob, who is sitting on his bed writing a ridiculously long email to his parents. ‘Apparently she’s gorgeous-’
‘-and jailbait.’
‘-and she goes to Dongduk Women’s High School. I overheard Hyuna asking what blood type she is-she’s A-but I didn’t really find out much else. She sounds pretty okay, though. She’s meant to be a triple threat, I heard.’
Yoseob nods, ‘Hyunseung told me earlier.’
‘Well, good luck,’ Kikwang laughs, stopping in the doorway of his room. ‘I’m going to sleep. Tell your mum I say hi!’
The new girl-Jieun-Yoseob finds, is everything he was told and more. She was cute and bubbly and everything a student in their last year of high school shouldn’t have been. She didn’t seem worried at all about exams or grades or anything else-at least, not outwardly. She was a little shy, though, when Hyuna had pointed at him after class (presumably telling her who her partner was) and given her a little shove in his direction.
‘Hi, I’m Jieun,’ she smiled, putting her hand forward for him to shake. ‘Hyuna told me you’re my partner for the duet assignments, but I didn’t catch your name.’
‘Yoseob,’ he replied, taking her hand in his and shaking it. As he let go, he thought of something, ‘did Hyuna…say anything about me?’
She laughed nervously. ‘She said I should be intimidated because you’re probably the best singer in the class,’ she flushed bright pink, and Yoseob thought his cheeks were probably coloured much the same. ‘But that was about all.’
‘Oh, thank god,’ he muttered under his breath.
‘Sorry, what was that?’
‘Oh, nothing. When are you free to get together and practice?’
‘Just one second.’ She pulled her phone from her pocket, presumably looking through her planner. While she did that, he spotted Hyuna watching them with curious eyes. He mouthed a thank you in her direction, relieved when she smiled in response. He thought she’d be the type to hold grudges.
‘I’m free whenever,’ Jieun finally replied, smiling up at him. He opened his mouth to ask what she was looking through her phone for when she told him, ‘I deleted everything in my planner; if it’s not in there, I’m not doing it.’
a/n: JFC WHY AM I HAVING SO MUCH TROUBLE WITH TENSES RN? >:C
hi i kind of love these two like crazy .-. oh and i don't hate hyuna or sohee. i kind of just googled to find a public opinion on the best and worst idol singers... so yeah. ><
i'm sorry if it's crappy and full of grammatical errors--i'm sick right now, so everything sort of just goes whoosh over my head T_T feel free to point any mistakes out, though.
yoseob/iu, fluff, romance, g. 1,269 words.
the new girl is everything yoseob was told and more, but he's got a fair bit of bad luck, so what's there to say this won't end badly?
notes: guess who's in love with yoseob/iu? and can't think of a good summary... um this is a sort-of-chapter-one-but-prelude of a fic i plan on actually continuing in a few weeks, once i've filled a few more of the request fics. i don't have a title for the actual fic yet; harmony is just the title of the prelude.
‘Duets,’ Mr. Cho announces, silencing the chatter throughout the amphitheater. ‘Partnerships, what have you, are something you will all need to become accustomed to. Performing is not always going to be solo, so learning harmonization and working together is essential.’ The chatter starts up again for a minute or two, and Yoseob frowns as he traces patterns on the desk with his right index finger. Most of his friends took regular vocal classes, but not the twice-weekly extra curricular class, so he was a bit of an outcast here.
‘Now,’ Yoseob snaps his head up at the teacher’s booming voice. ‘Don’t get too excited. Applications for duet partners will be allowed-’ Yoseob can pretty much feel everyone in the class interlocking eyes with whom they wanted to partner. ‘-however, do not get too excited. For now, partners will be selected at random. Applications can only be made under extreme circumstances.’
Yoseob isn’t sure what’s worse; being thrown together to sing with someone he hardly knows, or being left out. Again. There had always been an uneven number of students in the class (nineteen, to be exact), so he was generally the odd one out. He doesn’t let himself think about the possibility that he’ll be thrown together with, god forbid, Hyuna or Sohee-or someone else who should really just stick to what they know-as mean-spirited as that may sound.
‘The list will be posted on the performing arts department message board tomorrow morning. Don’t forget to check before the next class.’
Yang Yoseob - Kim Hyuna
Yoseob groans and curses his luck. Of course he would get stuck with the one person he absolutely could not stand.
‘Tough break,’ Kikwang says, patting him on the shoulder. ‘But she’s not that bad.’
‘You try singing with her! It’s awful. She goes off-key and has pitch problems and-’
‘At least she’s not Sohee?’ Kikwang tries, grabbing Yoseob’s arm to pull him out of the crowd of performing arts students. Yoseob seems to have this thing with luck lately where it’s just never on his side, so when he turns around he finds himself face to face with Hyuna.
She glares as his eyes widen, mumbling apologies and “you’re not that bad, really”s over and over. He counts himself lucky when she mutters, ‘asshole,’ and flounces off. He’d kind of been expecting a slap in the face.
‘Way to go, Yoseob,’ Kikwang says dryly.
‘This is a fairly simple assignment, so it will all be done outside of class. You are expected to organise, with your partner, rehearsal times and a pre-recording time. You are going to start a vocal portfolio as a duet, so the partner you have now is yours for the year.’
Yoseob considers just quitting the class. Dealing with Hyuna for a year? No thank you-especially not after she’d overheard him saying, well, the truth. It would be like hell on earth.
‘There have been a few amendments to the partnerships, so… Yang Yoseob, see me in my office after class,’ Yoseob pretends not to notice and shuffles the pages upon pages of lyrics sitting in front of him, straightening them up, as all eyes in the classroom turn to look at him.
‘Your partner requested a change,’ Mr. Cho informs him. ‘She cited something of musical differences, but when I asked the real reason, she said she’d much rather leave the class instead of performing with you. Usually I don’t accept immaturity or bias as a reason for changes, but starting next week we will have a new student in our class-she’s a pre-uni student, and I think you would be a great candidate to show her around.’
‘So now you’re stuck with a high school student?’ Kikwang raises an eyebrow. Yoseob nods, sliding into the café booth and sighing dramatically (whacking Hyunseung-Kikwang's on-again-off-again boyfriend-in the arm on his way down).
(He had been retelling Hyunseung and Junhyung the entire story, from vocal class to assigned partners to Hyuna, and they were, for the most part, sympathetic-and had snorted and agreed whole-heartedly on the topic of Hyuna and Sohee’s singing talent.
‘Sometimes in dance,’ Hyunseung told him, ‘they sing along to whatever’s playing and it’s just… eugh.’)
‘Usually I’d be a little more positive about the whole thing, but knowing my luck as of late?’ he sighs again, picking up the menu in front of him and flipping through the pages. ‘She’ll probably be equally as pitchy and off-key, just without the face to make up for it.’
‘Or she’ll just be dull,’ Junhyung pipes up, ‘with an amazing voice. The uni rarely takes pre students unless, and I quote, “they are of exceptional circumstance or talent”.’
Vocal class was on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, but by Monday afternoon, Yoseob had already heard plenty about the new student.
She was also taking a pre-uni acting class and word flew pretty quickly around the performing arts department that the new pre-uni student was an all-rounder. She could sing, dance, and act-and yeah, she was a little timid, but Dongwoon told Junhyung who told Hyunseung who told Yoseob that she was actually really talkative by the end of the lesson and-much to Yoseob’s chagrin-had already found a place in Hyuna’s group of friends.
‘Lee Jieun, her name is,’ Kikwang tells Yoseob, who is sitting on his bed writing a ridiculously long email to his parents. ‘Apparently she’s gorgeous-’
‘-and jailbait.’
‘-and she goes to Dongduk Women’s High School. I overheard Hyuna asking what blood type she is-she’s A-but I didn’t really find out much else. She sounds pretty okay, though. She’s meant to be a triple threat, I heard.’
Yoseob nods, ‘Hyunseung told me earlier.’
‘Well, good luck,’ Kikwang laughs, stopping in the doorway of his room. ‘I’m going to sleep. Tell your mum I say hi!’
The new girl-Jieun-Yoseob finds, is everything he was told and more. She was cute and bubbly and everything a student in their last year of high school shouldn’t have been. She didn’t seem worried at all about exams or grades or anything else-at least, not outwardly. She was a little shy, though, when Hyuna had pointed at him after class (presumably telling her who her partner was) and given her a little shove in his direction.
‘Hi, I’m Jieun,’ she smiled, putting her hand forward for him to shake. ‘Hyuna told me you’re my partner for the duet assignments, but I didn’t catch your name.’
‘Yoseob,’ he replied, taking her hand in his and shaking it. As he let go, he thought of something, ‘did Hyuna…say anything about me?’
She laughed nervously. ‘She said I should be intimidated because you’re probably the best singer in the class,’ she flushed bright pink, and Yoseob thought his cheeks were probably coloured much the same. ‘But that was about all.’
‘Oh, thank god,’ he muttered under his breath.
‘Sorry, what was that?’
‘Oh, nothing. When are you free to get together and practice?’
‘Just one second.’ She pulled her phone from her pocket, presumably looking through her planner. While she did that, he spotted Hyuna watching them with curious eyes. He mouthed a thank you in her direction, relieved when she smiled in response. He thought she’d be the type to hold grudges.
‘I’m free whenever,’ Jieun finally replied, smiling up at him. He opened his mouth to ask what she was looking through her phone for when she told him, ‘I deleted everything in my planner; if it’s not in there, I’m not doing it.’
a/n: JFC WHY AM I HAVING SO MUCH TROUBLE WITH TENSES RN? >:C
hi i kind of love these two like crazy .-. oh and i don't hate hyuna or sohee. i kind of just googled to find a public opinion on the best and worst idol singers... so yeah. ><
i'm sorry if it's crappy and full of grammatical errors--i'm sick right now, so everything sort of just goes whoosh over my head T_T feel free to point any mistakes out, though.