Woozi, the genius composer of the famous kpop group, Seventeen, is working for their Japanese song "Fallin Flower". After finishing the melody and the lyrics, all it needs is a Japanese translation. With that, they hired someone who can translate his song.
"So you were working under Hatikiri entertainment?"
"Yes. I was working as their lyricist."
"Why did you quit your job in Japan?"
"I want to stay in our country for good."
Woozi hears this vivid conversation that echoed along the Pledis entertainment hallway. He didn't bother to look at the owner of those voices and just entered his studio with a bangle on his mouth. He placed his not so hot and not so cold americano coffee on the side. Woozi couldn't drink nor eat hot foods. He likes it in mid temperature.
"Hmmmmm," he hummed the 'Fallin Flower' tune while setting his studio. Finishing the bangle, he wiped the sugar on his hands with tissue. "Okay. Let's start working." He put the headphone on and played the song he composed.
The volume is too loud that he didn't notice that there the two came in.
"Jihoon-ah," the staff called him by his real name. "The translator is here." He is talking about the girl standing on his side.
"Hello. My name is (y/n)," she greeted.
Woozi nodded without looking back, not because he heard them, but because he is banging his head to the beat. Guessed he heard them, the staff tend to the girl.
"Miss (y/n), come and have a seat. Jihoon is the idol-composer you will work with."
Miss (y/n) nodded politely. "Oh okay." She took that empty seat on the gray couch.
"Jihoon-ah. Call me if you need something," the staff said to that man who keeps nodding his head before leaving.
There's a silence inside. (Y/n) looks around, poring to those led lights, to his minimalistic interior design, to those mini action figures displays and on his back. 'What is this? He is ignoring me' She said to herself.
"Oh nice!" He suddenly shouted that pierced the silence and made her heart plunged from her chest. "It's good. All I need is the Japanese translation and it's done." Woozi put his headphone down. He spins around, mumbling, "when will the translator-" But turned pale when he saw a lady with his peripheral vision. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Bam!
Woozi fell down from his chair.
"Oh," (y/n) gasped. "Are you okay?" She came closer.
He was known as one of the calmest member in their group. Thus falling clumsily makes his porcelain face turned as red as chilli pepper. "I'm o-okay," he stuttered in front of the woman he thought was a ghost a moment ago.
The thud sound was too loud she's worried he got badly hurt. So she offered her hand. But as a man, his pride edicts him to decline her offer. "I can stand on my own." He stood up yet keeps on dropping his gaze. If his co-members saw this, they'll probably laugh their ass off. Woozi massages his legs and asked "Anyway, who are you?"
"Ah maybe you didn't hear us before. So I'll introduce myself again."
Finally he raised his head and saw her face. As soon as he saw her, his eyes opened wide.
"I will be working as your translator. My name is..."
"(Y/n)," Woozi called her name.
"Oh?" She gasped.
"You are (y/n) nuna." (Nuna refers to older sister)
"Wow. I couldn't believe that you still remember me," this girl in white sneakers chuckled in joy.
Woozi's mind goes blank. He couldn't believe that this girl will suddenly appear on his life again!
"Jihoon-ah, you are really famous in Japan. I am so proud of you. Nuna is very proud." She smiled with comfort just like how she does years ago.
There are million of things Woozi wanted to say, to ask. Yet out of those tons idea, this came out from his lips.
"Do you have a boyfriend nuna?" He inquired. Of course he regretted it right away but...
"I don't have," she answered with a frown. "Hey Lee Jihoon. Is that the first thing you'll ask after many years? I am quite offend-"
He hugged her.
Tightly.
"I...I was looking for you so hard." He tightened his grip. It is fortunate that (y/n) isn't wearing heels or else he'll need to tiptoe to reach her shoulder.
"Y-You've changed a lot," she was surprised. "How did you learn to be this sweet?"
With that, Woozi blushed. No girls can make him reacts like this. Only (y/n). Only her.
When he was about to pull back, another person came in.
"Uji uji~ About the choreography for the Fallin flower bridge, I am planning to..." Hoshi dropped his banana yogurt when he saw his friend hugging a girl. "Oh my gosh!"
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