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Kim seungmin was just okay.
Not good, not bad, just, okay.
Sure he had some eventful things happen in his life and a few quirks here and there, but he was still just okay.
Not handsome, not talented, not even funny, just okay.
Bet you're tired of hearing those two words, over, and over, and over, again.
How do you think Seungmin feels? Going though the motions of his daily routine, being told again and again that he was just average. Sure he never got scolded. but he never got acknowledged either.
The only thing he got complimented on was the fact that he looked like Day6's Wonpil. While that my be his idol, and flattering the first few times, it just served as a constant reminder that no one saw Seungmin, but rather an empty shell with a familiar face.
That mentality started to weigh on him, where he acted how he felt.
What he felt like was a ghost. I lingering spirit stuck between worlds, cursed to see others but never to be seen.
But that mentality was blown out of the water by a boy from Busan, named Yang Jeongin.
He practiced for another vocal lesson, expecting the same, basic answer, no matter how much of his heart he poured into it.
"Wow, you'r really good." an unfamiliar and young voice commented.
Seungmin didn't know if it was the fact that he got a complement for the first time in months, or that it was a stranger, but he freaked out and almost fell over.
The laugh that the boy let out almost made up for the face reddening embarrassment. "I'm not that good," he rubbed his neck nervously.
"You're amazing, are you kidding me?" The younger argued. "I could never sing like that!"
Seungmin smiled at him,"I'm sure you could with some help."
"Can you help me then?" the boy asked.
Seungmin doesn't know how after years of being ignored someone actually seeks him out. "What's your name?
"Yang Jeongin."
"I'm seungmin, do you want to meet after lunch?"
Jeongin smiled at him and nooded. His eyes grew smaller, as did the feeling of Seungmins loneliness.
Seungmin stood in shock for a minute after Jeongin ran out, saying something about needing to get to class.
By the time the next evaluation had come he was so happy to see Jeongin getting so many compliments about his singing. Though a part of him was still jealous.
It was still the same comments with the same unnamed face. What was he doing wrong? At this rate he'd be stuck here forever.
But the smile on Jeongins face as he thanked him profusely made those feelings go away in an instant.
"Hyung, you were amazing! Why didn't you get any compliments?"
Seungmin just smiled,"I just did, and that's all I need."