After Seo Yungyeom’s appearance, many scenes to be used in the video were born. Certainly, with 15 years of broadcasting experience, he knew what kind of shots the program needed without being told. Advice that didn’t cross the line, appropriate responses, and even passionate encouragement.
He also gave opinions from a third-party perspective, so many new ideas came out. The members were sincerely grateful for Yungyeom’s help. Those feelings were fully captured in the video.
After filming the scene of Seo Yungyeom leaving, the filming ended with the staff’s praise, and it was break time for a while.
Doha had come out of the stuffy indoors for a bit and was enjoying the sunlight sitting on a bench in the company building’s courtyard, getting some fresh air.
“You were here.”
Suddenly a voice was heard from behind, and Doha stretched his head all the way back. Thanks to that, the person’s figure appeared upside down.
“Seo Yungyeom sunbae-nim?”
Yungyeom, whom he thought would have left already, was still in the agency building. In Yungyeom’s hand was the lemon water he had drunk on the day they first met.
Discovering Yungyeom, Doha quickly turned his head back to normal and tried to stand up from his seat.
“Just stay seated.”
But Yungyeom stopped Doha from doing so. He perched his bottom on the backrest of the bench where Doha was sitting. Doha raised his head to make eye contact with Yungyeom, and Yungyeom looked down at such Doha while drinking his beverage.
“The practice looked tough.”
“It’s tough for everyone.”
“I cheered for you, you know?”
“Ah……”
He recalled the voice he had heard when they briefly brushed past each other on stage. So it wasn’t a mistake?
“I voted too.”
There was laughter in Yungyeom’s words.
“Thank you.”
Voting was possible for a total of three teams. In fact, whether his words were true or false was irrelevant.
“Did you just think to yourself that I’d go to other teams and say the same thing?”
Yungyeom threw out a joke to try to loosen Doha’s stiff atmosphere.
“Ah…… that’s not it.”
“Really?”
Yungyeom took another sip of his half-remaining beverage. Yungyeom’s gaze turned to the sky visible from the company building’s courtyard.
“Because our stage was worth voting for.”
“Wow…… Doha-ssi, you’re more confident than I thought.”
The eyes that had been holding the blue sky turned back to Doha’s crown. Doha’s hair caught in Yungyeom’s gaze was rustling gently in the breeze.
“Sehyun said so. That if we don’t brainwash ourselves that we’re the best, it won’t work.”
“Ah, Sehyun-ssi.”
“Yes. Our team’s maknae.”
“The maknae doesn’t seem like a maknae.”
Yungyeom’s insight was quite accurate. In his view too, Sehyun, who had been leading throughout the practice, showed leadership uncharacteristic of a maknae.
“He’s really hard-working.”
For some reason, Doha’s body trembled on its own when he thought of Sehyun. Especially when starting a new project, Sehyun was even more fired up. Even just today, he broke out in a cold sweat over how many times Sehyun bickered with the director.
How scary it was whenever a yaksha-like expression flashed across his usually playful face. When he recalled that moment, this time he strangely laughed.
Wind blew sharply from Doha’s front. As his hair scattered backward, the dimple that faintly appeared on Doha’s cheek was revealed.
“You two seem close.”
“How could we not be close when we’re members of the same group?”
“Sometimes there are teams like that too.”
At Yungyeom’s words, Doha nodded his head. Certainly, idol groups with several people mixed together in a hot-blooded age range couldn’t all get along well.
Thinking about it, when he first went to the practice room after possessing this body, he had even been grabbed by the collar by Yunbeom. Not even a month had passed since then, but now it felt like he had become quite close with the members.
“The next competition filming is on the 28th, right?”
“Ah, yes.”
“You’ll be busy until then.”
“Probably so?”
After the 2nd round competition ended, there was a brief break period. It wasn’t completely resting, but filming a unity gathering for refreshment purposes, where all the groups participating in the competition gather together to play foot volleyball, run, and do things like that, he had heard.
“Do you prefer canned coffee over regular coffee?”
Yungyeom asked out of the blue. He probably recalled the canned beverage he was drinking that day.
“Hm? Ah, yes. I don’t really like bitter things.”
Was he observant?
“I see.”
At Doha’s answer, Yungyeom nodded his head.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because it’s quite unexpected.”
Yungyeom laughed. He spun the beverage bottle with about 1/3 remaining in his hand.
“I’m going to vote for OnX this time too.”
“Ah, thank you.”
When Doha bowed toward his shoulder, Yungyeom leaned his body slightly to the side.
“If you’re grateful, you could buy me coffee.”
“Pardon?”
For a moment, Doha wondered what he was saying and tilted his head.
“Canned coffee is good too.”
Yungyeom’s eyes stretched long. At that moment, Doha thought something was strange. Would a guy normally act this flirtatious with another guy? Would he show simple favoritism toward a junior this obviously? If the members had been together beside him, he wouldn’t have had this strange misunderstanding.
However, it was creepy because he had learned through Pandora’s phone that the human named Baek Doha had been seducing everyone regardless of whether they were women or men.
“You should vote transparently after watching the competition.”
“Haha.”
At Doha’s knife-like answer, Yungyeom laughed loudly. The resonance was transmitted through the bench backrest. Yungyeom laughed for a while, then downed the remaining beverage in his hand in one gulp.
“Doha-ssi, you’re interesting.”
Yungyeom got up from the bench. When he stood up, Doha also quickly got up from his seat.
“I’m sorry if I seemed rude.”
When he bowed his head, Yungyeom waved his hand as if surprised.
“I didn’t mean it like that. You just looked cute.”
“Ah…… Yes.”
Actually, thinking about it, to the eyes of a 15-year veteran senior, juniors who were only 3 years in could be cute. In fact, Yungyeom had casually thrown out gazes, actions, and words that found the members cute in the practice room too.
It felt strange because they were alone together like this now, but if he had heard the same words in the practice room, he would have just thought of it as a witty senior’s behavior and passed it off. When his thoughts reached that point, Doha felt sorry for having had an unnecessary misunderstanding.
“Next time when you have time, I’ll buy you coffee anytime. Thank you for today’s advice as well.”
It’s not that he particularly wanted to appear as a courteous person to others, but there was no particular reason not to be grateful either.
When Doha greeted him, Yungyeom held out his hand. Doha stared at his hand. What does this mean? A handshake? Just as he was awkwardly about to extend his hand, Yungyeom spoke.
“We should exchange numbers.”
“Pardon?”
“Otherwise, how will you buy me coffee or whatever?”
This person is seriously planning to mooch. Usually people would think of it as a polite courtesy.
“Ah, yes.”
Doha took out the phone from his pocket and politely held it out to Yungyeom.
“You need to unlock it.”
“Ah. Yes.”
How could he hand over the phone without doing something this basic? Doha quickly unlocked the pattern. And held out the phone again. Receiving Doha’s phone, Yungyeom entered his number without hesitation.
The numbers saved in Doha’s phone were only the members including Sehyun who was registered first, the manager and company people, and his grandfather’s number that the company had given him. In other words, excluding family, there were only people related to OnX.
“Here.”
Doha stared intently at the screen with the unfamiliar number entered. Was this his first friend outside the members that he’d made here?
“Staring at it like that won’t save it.”
“Ah, yes.”
Doha pressed add to contacts and saved it as ‘Seo Yungyeom Sunbae-nim’.
“Give me a call when you’re free later. I need to save it too.”
“Ah, understood.”
“Then I’ll be going. My manager seems to have finished work.”
“Yes. Please go safely.”
Yungyeom gestured toward the man standing in the hallway watching the two of them while speaking. It seemed like someone he had seen before.
He waved his hand lightly and moved away. Yungyeom put the finished beverage bottle into a trash can on one side as he left the courtyard. Even then, Doha thought. Recycling…….
At that moment, Sehyun appeared. The two brushed past each other at the courtyard entrance and exchanged light greetings with each other.
Sehyun, who had been politely courteous for a moment, came running with bouncing steps when his eyes met with Doha’s. Doha could know the reason why he was looking for him without thinking deeply.
‘Ugh, can’t let me rest.’
Doha quickly resigned himself to and accepted the future that would come crashing in. Sehyun, who had rushed over quickly, casually put his arm around Doha’s shoulder.
“What are you doing here, hyung?”
“……Resting. People need to rest.”
Sehyun’s gaze, who came to stand facing the entrance side by side with Doha, turned to the hallway beyond the transparent glass. Yungyeom was walking while chatting amicably with his manager.
“What did you talk about?”
“Why do you need to know?”
“Hmm.”
Just as Sehyun was narrowing his eyes, Yungyeom’s gaze, who was walking beyond the glass, reached the two of them. He didn’t know why, but Doha flinched for a moment. Yungyeom stared at the two of them, then smiled with his eyes creasing, then turned his head again and moved his steps.
