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❝you can't play a symphony alone, it takes an orchestra to play it❞ ┊i. one
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Seoul, South Korea, December, 2013.
Clary walked through the familiar streets of Seoul. The loud sound of the underground could be heard even several streets away from the station. The sound of cars on the motorway was muffled by the music her headphones provided her with.
In Gyeongjuthe streets were quieter and more taciturn, Clary couldn't help but contemplate the memories scattered around her bustling brain. Although she knew that comparing Gyeongju to Seoul was like comparing the tiny Shouguang, which did not obstruct even the smallest gust of austro wind, with the massively cold mountain Everest, which was deadly high.
Lord, so vast was the size of her nerves that she was beginning to make unnecessary comparisons.
It was a normal day, not out of the ordinary.
Well, that was a lie and partly true.
She was on her way to the company where she worked as a trainee, just like almost every other day, but, today a lot of things were definitely going to happen. The CEO of YG Entertainment, Yang Hyun Suk, had made a phone call to her, telling her that there was something very serious to discuss.
All surprisingly on my only day off for the week, Clary sigh.
Clary didn't know what was worse. That her only day off had been taken away, or that Yang sunbaemin had told her there was something sober to discuss.
She tried not to make a nervous wreck of herself, to keep her knees from giving out as she walked into the suburbs. The CEO hardly ever called anyone on their days off—he only did so from every now and then and that was to notify them of the possibility of a new group making its debut. And that person called would be one of the members.
