❝We may be 'forecast' but we aren't predictable.❞
↦ in which C.S Entertainment debuts their first idol group ↤
started: 2/2/17
finished: n/a
updates: spontaneous
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You're my lady, Still my lady; Beautiful from head to toe, Never can be replaced - oh no; You're my daydreams and my paradise, You don't believe me when I say it once or twice~ But believe me, believe me when I sing it this time-
I really, really, really, really, really love you, And I don't quite say it enough; You know I loved you then and I love you right now, Not just when the times are tough; I really, really knowthat you find it hard To find a way to explain it now, Maybe someday I'll be able to act it out...
Than write it in this little pop song, baby~
"Thanks," Kaito laughed slightly as he ended his song and applause echoed across the courtyard. He tried to begin another sentence, but all that could quite come out were laughs. "So, ah... we've got a quick surprise for you before we get on with the next performance..."
Woojin glanced over at Taeyang, who was making his way over to a microphone hidden in a corner backstage. He glanced around at the technical managers, one of them giving him a thumbs up. Taeyang backed away from the microphone for a second and cleared his throat, then stepping back in front of it.
"CEO-nim sure knows how to get publicity." Woojin smiled, sighing a bit as he watched the two younger trainees prepare themselves. Taeyang kept continually backing away from the microphone to clear his throat, Kaito still laughing nervously as he waited for the audience to quiet down.
"Whenever you all are ready..." Kaito trailed off, waiting for the audience almost condescendingly. When it was nearly quiet, Taeyang still hadn't stepped up to the microphone. Although no one in the audience could see him, if he began speaking suddenly it would obviously reveal his nervous state.
"W-whenever you're ready..." Kaito said through the slightly awkward silence, closing his eyes and cringing at his stuttering. Woojin turned around as the sound manager whispered something into a microphone that was connected to Kaito's earpiece.
"Count him off." he whispered, suddenly replied by a slow count off by the boy on stage.
