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Cocoa Entertainment Headquarters, Seoul, South Korea
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It was a normal day in Cocoa Ent. Building.
“Good Morning, Sir! This is the report for yesterday’s shoot.”
“Can someone get me the Team Leader?”
“Alright, Ma’am. I’ve noted down what you’ve said; I’ll check with the higher-ups soon.”
“Manager! Can you check this budget report for next Tuesday?”
“Reschedule the interview to the day after tomorrow, there’s been a conflict with the schedule.”
“The reporter is asking for an exclusive. Do we agree or is that too risky?”
“Hey! Help us carry the new batches that arrived today.”
“His name is trending, again?! What is it about this time?!”
“You want that done by when? You’re gonna kill me.”
“Who ordered 50 pizzas?? Is there a meeting going on that I don’t know?”
Well, it’s a normal workday for the ever-so-busy Cocoa Ent. With how many successful idols and actors they’re taking care of, it would be more strange if the company wasn’t bustling with people, phone calls, keyboards and other stuff.
“Manager Choi! Good Morning!”
“Ah, Good Morning to you too.”
Choi Tae-woo, one of the managers for the actor team, exited the elevator, holding a stack of papers– presumably, scripts. As he walked, he was greeted and talked to by the people passing by, he tried to respond and greet each one in kind while maneuvering through a buzzing hallway. After a bit of walking, Choi Tae-woo stopped in front of a pair of double doors labelled Actor Team 1.
It was Lee Seojun, the world-renowned superstar's dedicated team’s office.
Hesitating a bit, Choi Tae-woo contemplated what his next action would be; since his hands were full, he couldn’t reach for the doorknob. Thinking for a bit, he noticed that the door wasn’t tightly shut, so he used his shoulders to push through the double doors.
“Oh, Manager Choi, I’ll get that for you.” someone said from the inside, opening the door fully so that Choi Tae-woo could get inside.
“Ah, Thank you so much, Ah-Ri sunbaenim.” Choi Tae-woo thanked the person, bowing his head slightly.
“No problem.” Seong Ah-Ri, one of the senior employees of Actor Team 1, responded with a small smile. “Ah, is that the previous batch of scripts? Any luck today?” She asked, eyeing the bundle of papers Choi Tae-woo laid down on one of the nearby tables.
Despite the hustle and bustle inside of Actor Team 1’s office, the employees near the entrance had already caught wind of the conversation happening in front of the entrance. In one swift moment, and some quick hushes, some (most, if not all) already tuned in, save for those who were speaking on the phone and such, anticipating Choi Tae-woo’s answer.
Choi Tae-woo gulped seeing that all of the employees’ eyes were on him, shining with anticipation; he hesitated a bit.
“Oh, uh, unfortunately, today isn’t the day either.” the manager, scratching the back of his neck, finally gave his answer.
Aww… The employees in the room wilted a bit. Although a part of them knew that this would be the result, they couldn’t help but be disappointed.
Of course, not at their actor, Lee Seojun– oh no, but rather at themselves. It’s their job to provide their actors with what they need, making it easier for them to move and make decisions for their projects and works.
“Ahh, I see… Well, we can’t always hit the bullseye, huh.”
“Yeah, Seojun-ah has a unique eye for his works, so it’ll take some time.”
“That’s true, we can always try again.”
That's right; this outcome was well within Actor Team 1's expectations, considering that only the best could capture Seojun's eye. Seojun has a particular taste in his works, which can only be considered unique to genius stars like him. They can't force Seojun's preferences to change (and they will never wish for it), so they can only continue supporting him in whatever agenda he wants to do.
Even if the consequence of his actions always leads to millions of phone calls, emails, and inquiries from everyone trying to know more about the superstar's activities. But, hey, they get bonuses every time, and they love hearing people praise their Seojun-ah, so all's well.
Yeah, they could just try again; it’s not the first time this has happened, and it certainly won’t be the last. With a newly gained vigour, the employees of Actor Team 1 resumed their work with a fire in their eyes.
Choi Tae-woo sweatdropped, he’s a bit used to it by now, the antics of Team 1, though he still gets caught a bit off guard sometimes.
His eyes light up, “Ah, right–” he goes to the pile of scripts, taking a few of them from the top and checking if he got the right ones, “These are the ones that Seojun-ah said were interesting enough, so these might be worth investing in.”
The manager handed off the scripts to Sung Ah-Ri, and the latter promptly checked which of the scripts were chosen. After the confirmation, she smiled at Tae-woo, “Thanks for the hard work, Manager Choi, I’ll bring this over to the Deputy Team Leader and Director Ahn to discuss the possibility of an investment.”
Tae-woo waves his hands, “Haha, it’s hardly any work, and I enjoy it every time. It’s not really a big deal.”
“Still, you’ve already integrated yourself with the team seamlessly. You’ve also been reading and analyzing scripts every day. I’d say you’re doing a pretty good job.”
“Ah, thank you for your kind words, sunbaenim, but it’s because everyone’s been so nice and helpful….” scratching his cheeks a bit, Tae-woo felt a bit embarrassed. It wasn’t that hard to get into the workflow in Cocoa Entertainment; it was probably one of the best places to work in (he mentally cringed at the reminder of his previous company and the things they did to his idols), so, in a way, he was the grateful one.
Sung Ah-Ri playfully slaps his shoulder a few times with the scripts she was holding, “Well, keep up the good work. Ah, Seojunnie’s still up in his room, right?”
“Yes, he is. I was planning on buying him some snacks at the bakery near here to cheer him up.”
“That would be nice, don’t forget the orange juice.”
Choi Tae-woo, already walking towards the doors, laughed, “Forgetting to bring orange juice for Seojun-ah is basically blasphemy.”
“Haha, Oh, just a little reminder, be sure to prepare and double-check for that thing. There’s only a few days left.”
“Yes, I’ve already double-checked and will do a recheck for the following days. I’ve also checked with Seojun about it.”
“Thank you, Manager Choi, be careful on your way out.” Sung Ah-Ri waved goodbye to Tae-woo, to which he returned with a smile and a bow.
—— ❦ ——
Lee Seojun is bored.
He hasn’t received any exciting scripts lately, and even the proposals from various shows and dramas he read didn't appeal to him as much.
Seojun is in his personal practice room at Cocoa Entertainment's building, lying on his comfy couch and munching on some biscuits Tae-woo Hyung had given him earlier. He had just finished reading through all the scripts and the proposals given to him earlier.
Granted, he was never bored when reading the scripts; he loved scripts, but only a few piqued his interest, not enough for him to act in, but enough for his manager, Choi Tae Woo, to take note of, making sure to inform Director Ahn of possible sponsorships.
“There’s nothing else to do…” Seojun drawled, still sprawled on his couch, not moving even an inch.
Well, technically, there are some things he can do but he’s already finished doing them a while ago. He’s done with most of his scheduled activities and already did some practice for that thing he’s going to do; he even practiced some acting a while ago.
Honestly, this isn’t like Seojun at all, usually, he’d have something in mind to keep him preoccupied or something fun would come up that he’ll ultimately decide to do–
Wait… yes, he could just look for something fun to do!
Lee Seojun pushed himself up, making him sit on the couch and reach for his phone on the coffee table near him.
“Now first, where to search…” Seojun navigated through his phone and looked at the applications displayed on the screen. He went through some of his social media apps, scrolling through his feed and looking at some of the new articles that popped up, but nothing of particular interest. Then, finally, he went to another app, YouTube.
Immediately, many videos popped up on his recommendations list, some featuring trending and viral videos such as reaction videos, mukbangs, pranks and other similar stuff or just random videos. He scrolled down and looked at his options, contemplating which video he should watch first.
For a while, he was stuck on a loop of: clicking a video, watching for a bit, exiting, scrolling down, and picking a new one.
"Hmm, is there nothing here too?" Seojun mumbled, losing just a tiny bit of hope he had. Although... something tells him that he'll find something here eventually, once he's scrolled a bit more; a sixth sense, maybe? Or maybe it's just his (thousands of years) experience whispering in his ears.
After a while, Seojun leaned back on his couch, letting out a small sigh.
"I guess there's nothing here too."
Seojun, with his spirits a bit low, was about to close the app, when suddenly...
"Hm? What's this?"
A video title stood out like a spark in the dark.
[Fake socialite: Living for free in the High-ends]
Seojun read the title out loud, intrigued by its premise. He checks the thumbnail to see a girl; dressed up with makeup on, however, Seojun can recognize that she's Asian. She was sitting on a luxurious looking couch, legs crossed and a wine glass touching her lips, behind her displayed a wall with a single painting hanging on it. Seojun then checks on the published date below.
"Three years ago?" he whispered, raising an eyebrow. Seojun decided that one last video wouldn't hurt, so he pressed on the video, automatically playing once it finished loading. Seojun tilted his phone to a landscape orientation, allowing the video to take full screen. Lee Seojun has a good feeling about this.
And he was right.
His eyes were glued to the screen, watching as the girl (he found out she was from China) explained how and why she did this little expedition of hers.
"Oh? That sounds...kind of fun."
Turns out it was a social experiment for an art project. Seojun was a bit shocked that something so risky was made for a school project, but nonetheless, he was impressed. He watched as the girl managed to transform her image into that of a stereotypical rich girl.
Seojun could see many areas of improvement; it could be better, but it was decent enough for her to pass (or maybe it's because he's an actor which makes him overanalyze stuff sometimes, occupational hazard, a, they say).
Still, ignoring the legality of this video and the questionable actions in it, he was hooked. Lee Seojun was not a stranger to hiding his identity; he’s been doing it ever since he became famous when he was a kid. Heck, he even used a few abilities of his so people wouldn't be able to recognize him even without a disguise.
But to disguise himself, walk around, do stuff and socialize with other people as someone else? He's only ever done that before when he went busking as Gray Beanie as a promotion for the movie Over the Rainbow, though, that wasn't entirely out of his volition.
Seojun contemplated, What if he did something like this?
Of course, he couldn't just copy the girl's actions entirely, he could go way beyond that. Create characters, embody them, and live their lives; it's just like acting but without the cameras.
Seojun felt giddy, like a kid who just got a present for Christmas.
"Let's do it!"
Safe to say, by the time the video ended, his boredom had evaporated, replaced by a rush of inspiration and ideas. His mind ran through a thousand possibilities.
Grinning, he quickly searched for similar videos, stumbling on a rabbit hole of undercover performances, elaborate disguises, and legally questionable actions of sneaking into not-really-public spaces. Seojun was fascinated by a whole new world in front of him, a world he had only dipped his toes in before.
He couldn't help his excitement, the thrill of a new challenge. Ideas and scenarios rushed through his head, overwhelmed by the thought of going undercover and the fun it would give him.
Seojun abruptly stood up, walked to a nearby drawer and opened the first compartment. He took out a pen and a notepad and quickly sat down on the couch, his pen rapidly scratched against his notepad, fervently jotting down everything he could think of: possible identities, characteristics, quirks, and stories. The thrill of crafting a hidden persona made his heart race.
Seojun reminisces about his time directing 'MOEB-436', how he meticulously crafted each and every one of his characters and gave them life.
Seojun's personal practice room was quickly filled with the scratching of a pen on paper, and, on occasion, a giggle or a hum coming from Seojun.
Then, suddenly, a thought interrupted his process.
'Should I tell Tae-woo hyung and Da-ho hyung?'
Seo Jun stopped his writing, crossing his arms and bumping his pen against his chin. Keeping his little idea a secret would be fun and all but it would be very risky, dangerous even. If, by some chance (and that chance is a bit high), people recognize him in the middle of his act, it could lead to disastrous outcomes, and he doesn't want to risk anyone's safety for this little adventure of his.
Sure, he could use [Calming Apple Blossom Scent] when the situation is dire, but Seojun doesn't want to test how fast its powers will take effect when he's surrounded by a crowd of frenzied people wanting to get a closer look at the famous actor that's apparently out in the wild.
After a momentary pause, Seojun decided with a grin.
"Well, they’ll find out sooner or later, it's better to tell them now than risk a disaster happening." he hummed with a nod, taking the last biscuit off the plate and taking a bite.
He knows they won’t stop him (more like they can't), since once he's made up his mind, it'll take a lot to dissuade him from not doing it.
(Honestly, they just can't say no to him; they love him too much and Seojun knows this.)
—— ❦ ——
"...You're doing what?" Choi Tae-woo questioned incredulously. He just got back from his trip to the bakery when Seojun told him about the 'little' fun activity he was going to do.
"I'm going undercover!" Seojun says with every bit of excitement has had in him, eyes sparkling and all. Choi Tae-woo could see a metaphorical tail wagging intensely behind him.
“You want to… go undercover? For fun?” Tae-woo repeated, his voice laced with disbelief.
Seo Jun nodded eagerly. “Think about it! A chance to act without restrictions, to interact with people without them knowing who I am. It’ll be so much fun!”
Choi Tae-woo’s face still holds onto his disbelief, “And… when did you get this idea of going undercover?”
“Just a while ago.” Seojun shrugged nonchalantly, as if there was nothing wrong with what he said just now. He goes near Choi Tae-woo, gently taking the packaged sweets he was holding, and setting it down on the coffee table. Choi Tae-woo, still in a daze and processing his actor’s words, just followed him, and with Seojun’s guidance, sat down at the couch.
“And how, exactly, are you going to go through with this idea of yours?” Seojun turns to Tae-woo with his eyes shining brightly, as if he’s been waiting for the man to ask him that question since the moment Seojun oh-so-gracefully informed him of his plans.
Lee Seojun proceeded to ramble for a bit, excitedly listing off every idea he had thought of moments prior, even handing his manager the notepad with all the ideas he had written down.
After a while, Seojun slowed to a stop, giving Tae-woo time to process his excited ramblings. He understood the gist of it, he guesses, though he’s still reeling a bit from how sudden this whole ordeal came to be.
However, he understood one thing: Seojun thought it would be fun, he wanted to do it. There was one thing that Choi Tae-woo learned while working with Seojun, and that is if he set his mind on something, almost nothing can stop him from doing it.
With a resigned sigh, he turned to face Seojun, “You really want to do this?” he questions one last time, already knowing the answer.
Seojun smiles, and that’s all the answer he needs.
—— ❦ ——
Director Ahn Da-ho was organizing some documents in his office when he heard three firm knocks coming from his door. Raising his head, he puts away the papers he had finished checking, “Come in.”
To his slight surprise, Manager Choi and Seojun came inside, a bow and a friendly wave coming from each respectively.
“Seojun-ah? Manager Choi? What brings you here?” Director Ahn inquired, standing up from his seat to greet the two, guiding them towards the seats in the middle of his office. He could see that both of them had entirely different moods, one looked like he was vibrating on the spot (is that a dog tail?) and the other looked like he had accepted his fate.
“Did something happen? Do you need anything?” Ahn Da-ho, sensing a disturbance in the force, hesitantly asked while taking out a few beverages from the tiny fridge he had in his office; one orange juice and a bottle of iced tea.
“Well, Seojun has decided on what he’s going to do next.” It was Choi Tae-woo who replied to him, gaining some strength to straighten his posture, thanking Ahn Da-ho when he handed him some iced tea.
“Oh, really? That’s great news, Seojun-ah. What did you want to do?” Ahn Da-ho was relieved to hear that Seojun has decided on what project he’ll be doing next. He wondered what it was, since he hadn’t heard of any script confirmation from Actor Team 1. Could it possibly be another one of Seojun’s own findings?
“Hehe, I was thinking of going undercover in plain sight!” Seojun’s eyes sparkled.
“...Come again?” Da-ho dumbly asked back.
After a long explanation from both Choi Tae-woo and Lee Seojun, Ahn Da-ho leaned back on his chair, staring at the ceiling for a couple of seconds in a daze. He’s got a general understanding of the situation, and honestly, he shouldn’t be surprised with how random his actor can be at times. Looking at Seojun’s eyes, despite how excited he looked, he knows he’s serious about this.
With a resigned sigh (Seojun suddenly got deja vu), Director Ahn exchanged glances with Manager Choi.
‘So this is what you’ve been through?’
‘Yes, Sir, it was shocking for me too.’
‘Good work, Manager Choi.’
‘Thank you, Sir.’
After sharing a silent understanding with each other, Da-ho straightened his back, interlocking his fingers and letting his elbows rest on his thighs, he looked at Seojun.
“If that’s what you really want to do then we can’t stop you, lest you find a way to do it behind our backs.”
Seojun pouted playfully, “Hey, I’m not that much of a troublemaker!”
“Haha, I know. Thankfully, you’ve told us in advance. We can prepare for this project more thoroughly than if you did it alone.”
“Exactly why you’re the best, hyung.”
“Don’t push it.” Ahn Da-ho banters jokingly. “But make sure you do this after that thing you’re doing.”
“No worries, Da-ho hyung! I've already completely prepared for that thing.” Seojun responded, taking a sip of his orange juice.
Da-ho ponders for a moment, “Well, since we’ve decided to follow through with this, we might as well do it right. Is there anything you might need to prepare for this?”
“Scripts,” Seo Jun answers immediately. “I want to get some inspiration for the characters I will disguise as. There should still be unused scripts from previous batches in the storage rooms right? I’ll go look there.”
“Hm, alright, Manager Choi, please accompany and help Seojun with the scripts he’ll need.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Ah, please stop by Actor Team 1’s office before you go, it’s best to inform them as well.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Sir.” Choi Tae-woo nooded, determined.
“Oh, right, we also need to tell uncle Eun-chan.” Seojun blinked, remembering his uncle, the CEO of Cocoa Entertainment, and giggling at how shocked he will be when he hears the news of Seojun’s next ‘work’.
“Don’t worry, Seojun-ah, I’ll go and talk with him about this. So you’re free to go and get started on your scripts in the storage rooms.” Ahn Da-ho smiled fondly at Seojun, which was returned with a beam, “Thank you, Da-ho hyung! We’ll get going then.”
Seojun stands up, followed by Choi Tae-woo, bowing to Ahn Da-ho, before following Seojun outside, closing the door after him.
Ahn Da-ho lets out another sigh,half out of fondness and half out of exasperation. He really can’t say no to Seojun-ah, so he’ll just support him to the best of his ability, like how he’d always done.
Hopefully this little adventure of his will go through without any major incident.
—— ❦ ——
While Choi Tae-woo and Lee Seojun went to go to the storage rooms, breaking the news to Actor Team 1 in the process (which is a whole different storm on its own), Da-ho went and broke the news to the CEO, Seo Eun-chan.
The CEO’s reaction was as expected. He froze mid-sip of coffee, staring at Da-ho as if the younger man had just told him aliens had invaded Earth. “He wants to do… what?”
“Go undercover,” Da-ho chuckled. “For fun.”
Seo Eun-chan set his cup down and rubbed his temples. “Haa, of course, he does.”
He looks up at Da-ho through his fingers, “And you’re sure he’s serious about this?” What was he even asking? Of course, Seojun would be serious about this since Director Ahn came to personally report it to him.
“Seojun-ah never jokes about his work.” Director Ahn smiles, the final nail to the coffin.
Seo Eun-chan sighs again, “Yeah, you’re right.” he murmured, rubbing his hands together and letting his face rest on it. “Since he’s already decided, he definitely won’t back off no matter what we say, so it’s better if we prepare thoroughly and do any necessary damage control when it blows up.”
The CEO and Director made eye contact, “Call the usual ones. We might as well prepare for the worst since Seojun-ah’s involved.”
“Yes, sir,” Da-ho nods, already marking it down on his phone. “On the bright side, we’d be able to prepare thoroughly for this project rather than letting him do it on his own.”
The CEO chuckled wryly. “Small mercies.”
Ahn Da-ho hands over a couple of papers to Seo Eun-chan, “On another matter, preparations for the thing are going smoothly, Seojunnie and the other’s are also well-prepared.”
“That’s good to know, I would assume you’ve already asked him to do this activity of his after that thing.” Seo Eun-chan states, knowing that Ahn Da-ho is someone who does his job thoroughly.
“Yes and he gave me an affirmative, I just hope his eagerness wouldn’t make him too impatient.” Ahn Da-ho laughs a little but he knows that Seojun has great self-control.
“Alright, then, is there anything left to report?”
“Just the minor stuff, Sir, otherwise, none of major concern.”
“Hm, proceed.”
While Ahn Da-ho was busy reporting to the CEO, Seojun and his manager had managed to get through the ‘breaking the news’ part (aka bluntly telling Actor Team 1 and watching their employees go from confusion-disbelief-scream-acceptance) and are now combing through the hundreds of scripts inside the storage rooms.
Seojun had already picked out a couple of scripts, stacking them on a nearby table. In other people's eyes, he looked like he was picking out of pure instinct alone, taking out a script, reading the title, sometimes flipping through some pages and either putting it back or laying it down on the table.
Part of it was true, he muses, but it’s mostly because Seojun has already read through most of the scripts stored in here, he’s able to recall most of the contents of a script with one read of the title or just the first few scenes of it.
This goes on for a few minutes, with Choi Tae-woo and another Team 1 employee doing the same in their own sections, just a tad slower than Seojun. After a couple more minutes of looking, Seojun announces, picking up the scripts he laid down, “I think this should be enough for starters, thanks for helping, Tae-woo hyung, noona.”
“Okay, let’s bring these back to your room, thanks for helping, sunbaenim.” Choi Tae-woo dusting his hands off, picking up the stack of scripts he and the other employee had gathered, it wasn’t heavy since there were only a few of them.
“It’s no big deal, please don’t hesitate to call for us if you two need anything else.” the employee waved with a smile, tidying up the storage room a bit once the manager and actor duo left, saying their own goodbyes in turn.
Once the two are back in his practice room, Seojun immediately spreads the scripts across the floor like a child with a treasure trove of toys. Tae-woo watched as he flipped through them with eager hands, muttering to himself about character descriptions and noting them down on a piece of paper he had with him.
“Oh, this one’s perfect! Oh but that one’s good too!” Seojun excitedly rattles off, picking a script, looking at the characters, and writing down the ones he needed. Choi Tae-woo helped a bit too, saying his own opinions and even giving Seojun some of his own ideas.
“You’re really into this.” Tae-woo jokes, organizing some of the scripts so it wouldn’t hinder Seojun’s thought process.
“Of course!” Seojun grinned. “It kind of reminds me of when I was writing the script for MOEB-436, having to meticulously build every single character, from their actions to their backstories, making them feel alive. It’s really fun!”
‘With how excited Seojun is about this, it wouldn’t surprise me if the scale of this project becomes bigger than expected.’ Choi Tae-woo thought, already imagining how the media will explode knowing about Seojun’s activities.
The room continued to buzz with energy as Seojun scribbled notes and brainstormed with Tae-woo, both too immersed in their discussions and ideas to notice the time running. Seojun, especially, as he continued to write down every bit of his ideas, organizing can come later, too lost in the thrill of a new adventure, making the monotony of the previous day feel like a distant memory.
By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, the room was littered with papers. A distant knock and a creak of the door opening can be heard; it was Director Ahn Da-ho. He was greeted with the sight of Seojun surrounded by scattered papers, and his manager, Tae-woo, trying to arrange some of them bit by bit.
“Ah! Director Ahn! Good Afternoon.” Tae-woo belatedly realized that Ahn Da-ho was in the room.
Seojun tilted his face towards the door and smiled, “Hey, hyung! How was your talk with Uncle Eun-chan?”
Da-ho smiles helplessly, “It went well, the CEO is alright with it so long as you don’t overdo it.” He glances around the room, “Seojun-ah, do you know what time it is?”
“Uhm, last I checked it was 3 in the afternoon.” Seojun looked towards the window, ah, it was definitely way past that.
“It’s dinner time.” Da-ho shakes his head, he knew Seojun would be too lost in his excitement (and knew that Tae-woo would be affected by it as well, it was too contagious), it was a good idea to come pick up the two.
“I’m sorry, Director, I got too lost in our discussion to check.” Choi Tae-woo bows his head, scratching his neck in shame and embarrassment. It was easy to get swept up with Seojun this eager.
“No, it’s alright. You were just caught up with Seojun’s enthusiasm.” Da-ho chuckles which made Seojun laugh a bit, raising his hands up in mock surrender, “Alright, alright, I was just too into it. Anyway, where are you going for dinner?”
Da-ho stares at Seojun knowingly, “I’ll let you off this time. Fortunately, I already made a reservation, so it’s best if we get going.”
“Okay, we’ll just tidy up a bit before we go.” Seojun responded, picking up the papers in front of him, straightening them up and putting them on the coffee table.
A couple minutes passed, and with the help of Director Ahn and Manager Choi, the papers were now neatly arranged on the coffee table. Seo Jun was still grinning and chatted with Ahn Da-ho, informing him of his and Tae-woo’s progress for the day. Ahn Da-ho and Choi Tae-woo couldn't help but listen, fondness (and maybe a little tiredness) was evident in their faces. They don’t know it yet, but this act of Seojun will make the world go into a frenzy, possibly one of the biggest internet sensations they’ll witness in a long while. An explosive domino effect.
But for now, they’ll just enjoy their food, chatting the night away.
The storm had just begun.