the complete opposite, like complementary colors.
i want to paint this world between us.
in which hybe's middle child (txt) gets a sixth member. and it's a girl named park ara.
1 in #yeonjun [211102]
4 in #soobin [211118]
1 in #txtbeomgyu [220105 ~...
Hoppsan! Denna bild följer inte våra riktliner för innehåll. Försök att ta bort den eller ladda upp en annan bild för att fortsätta.
Hoppsan! Denna bild följer inte våra riktliner för innehåll. Försök att ta bort den eller ladda upp en annan bild för att fortsätta.
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Ara had a headache.
Trying to figure out the chord progressions sounded like fun at first, but it was not only following your instincts; you actually had to have background knowledge.
And learning hurt her brain.
She'd always been a good student, but she never thought she'd be studying music theory when becoming an idol– maybe she would have thought it through; if the knew she'd be staring at an empty sheet with a merely understandable dribble of a treble clef that she'd tried her best not to ruin.
To no avail, because it looked like anything but a treble clef.
"How're you doing?", her teacher's voice brought her back to earth.
"What if I just limit myself to learning choreography and singing?", she half smiled and then her eyes landed on her blank sheet.
"You can't limit yourself!", Camille, the teacher stated while furrowing her eyebrows. "When you dream, there's no limit. Is this your dream?"
Ara nodded.
"Then there's no limit to what you can do", Camille stated and then drew a treble clef next to Ara's. "We'll start easy, okay?"
