Becoming An Idol Wasn’T On My Plan [EN]: Chapter 184

“Ah, right. See-through.”

I slowly looked at the outfit and let out a deep sigh.

“This… this is a mark for the ripped part of the pants, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

A sigh welled up from even deeper within. I think I’m starting to hate this job. Seeing the outfits these days, I can only expect it to get worse.

“Wow, Sunbae [senior colleague], the ripped part of the pants… it’s a huge tear on the thigh.”

I know, right? It’s too much.

“Oh, Hoobae-nim [junior colleague], I heard that see-through material lets light through really well?”

That makes it even worse.

Red jacket, black see-through shirt, and black jeans ripped like crazy. Ugh, I hate it.

“Oh… Sunbae-nim… Looking closely, the top is a little short……?”

Good heavens, this isn’t something a human should wear.

“Who do I complain to about this?”

“They said in advance that they won’t accept complaints.”

Damn it, they already predicted I’d go crazy.

“They also told me to tell you, ‘When else would we get to dress you like this?'”

Ah. I thought I’d worn see-through once during my debut and wouldn’t have anything to do with it again, but it’s evolved and come back.

“Hyung [older brother/male friend], what’s with that outfit?”

BMW backstage. Mok-hwa burst out laughing at the Uni-clips outfit.

“…This is how your allowance is made.”

“There’s a reason why the head of the household’s shoulders are heavy. Jin-han Hyung told me to expect it, but it’s beyond that.”

Mok-hwa’s laughter grew louder and louder, and now he was clutching his stomach.

“Hyung, you’ll, *cough*, have to keep holding your stomach. It’s a little see-through.”

“…Do you know the ‘Eclipse’ chorus dance?”

“Ah, ahahaha.”

The part where you raise one arm and ride the rhythm. I tried it once in front of the mirror, and my stomach was visible.

“But Hyung, you can see your abs.”

“Because I’m skinny.”

“Ah, this is hilarious. What’s with the pants, too?”

“You can see my thighs well.”

I didn’t want to show my younger brother how embarrassed I was, so I swallowed the curses that were rising up.

“Wow, I’ve never even seen Hyung wear shorts at home.”

“…Right.”

“People are seeing Hyung’s thighs before I am.”

You, we used to take baths together when we were little, what nonsense are you talking about?

As we were talking in front of the vending machine, for some reason, the crowd around us grew larger and larger.

“It’s like that in the dorm too.”

Chae Ha-min clapped his hands and nodded vigorously to Mok-hwa, who was in the same unit.

“Wow, so this is how adults suffer.”

Kim Hyun-jin nodded slightly. He’s been improving a lot since joining Hoppin, but he still hasn’t developed any tact, looking at me with pity.

Our members, Hoppin’s members, and even God-A and some unknown people who I don’t know when they got there, were all mixed up in a mess. I took a deep breath and slipped away.

“They said it’s time for our standby, Dong-hwa-ya.”

And as soon as I slipped away, I was grabbed by the scruff of my neck by Ye-eun.

“…Ha, not even a moment to rest.”

“Oh? Are you leaving already?!”

Kim Hyun-jin muttered again, as if he was dying of disappointment.

“Ah, I need to talk more with Hyung.”

Did Jin-han tell you to, Hyun-jin-ah? That crazy human could definitely use human affection as bait to keep me providing songs.

“No, he just wants to get closer to you, you songwriter.”

Ye-eun seemed to recognize the negative thoughts in my eyes, and after leaving a short whisper in my ear, she pulled Jin-han and Lee Ji-hyun out of the crowd.

“Okay, everyone’s here! Let’s go break the stage!”

The people around cheered. Especially Seong-ho clapped enthusiastically. He must be worried about Lee Ji-hyun. If I were Yoon Seong-ho, I would have been constantly receiving reports on every move Lee Ji-hyun made and created a panopticon [a type of institutional building designed to allow all inmates of an institution to be observed by a single watchman without the inmates knowing whether or not they are being watched], so it’s understandable.

“Hands together, hands.”

While the MCs were doing the introductions outside, Ye-eun shouted.

“Okay, our one-time unit, ‘Yewadongdi,’ let’s tear it up!”

We, who couldn’t come up with a good team name until the end, committed the atrocity of taking the first letters of our names in the order of our debut, which was the most boring way to do it.

The writer’s shocked expression still hasn’t disappeared from my memory. Ye-eun, pretending not to notice the desperation in the writer’s earnest question, ‘…Are you really, really going to do that?’ just smiled kindly and nodded confidently.

“Officially, it’s ‘YYDD,’ right?”

Feeling guilty about ignoring such desperation, I gave meaning to YY, which is often used to indicate the year, and DD, which is often used to indicate the date, as ‘people who only think about the stage all year round, all day long.’ With the feeling that we’re people who will be on stage no matter what date you put in the blanks of YY and DD.

In fact, our videos are a repetition and continuation of the practice process, the arrangement process, and the choreography process, so it’s not wrong.

Personally, I’m so sad that there’s no MM. If Chae Ha-min and Mok-hwa were here, we would have forced it in somehow.

“Hey, that’s just a patchwork. Originally, you’re supposed to win with sincerity.”

You wouldn’t hesitate much if you could win with lies, would you?

“…Yeah.”

“Anyway, Yewadongdi! Let’s do well on stage and get together for meat later!”

“Wow! Hyung’s buying!”

“Of course. This isn’t the time to make the juniors pay!”

Really, those two are so in sync. I’m sick of it.

“Let’s tear it up!”

Now this mess will really be broadcast nationwide. It was the thing I wanted to prevent the most in the world, but time has finally passed.

* * *

In the darkness, while forming the stage formation, I thought about the arrangement work for ‘Eclipse.’ At first, I was surprised, it was so well written. I heard Mr. Hotdog wrote it, he’s really talented.

If you listen to the lyrics and the song properly, you can see that it goes beyond the basic concept of ‘short encounter, intense attraction.’

An eclipse is an intersection of the moon and the sun, but more precisely, it means the moon is wedged between the sun and the earth. If you interpret this as a romantic relationship, it’s a song that expresses the psychology of someone approaching someone who already has a lover.

Perhaps that’s why they hid slightly unstable dissonances in various parts of the song.

I remember being impressed by the fact that although the enchanting atmosphere was the main focus, there was a subtly precarious and dangerous atmosphere underlying it. The moon trying to steal the sun from the earth, really… what a strange idea.

You and I, just the two of us, shhh

The whispering sound I recorded with my voice. The lights surrounded us like an explosion. At the same time, the piano riff. Faithful to the original song, but adding a slightly precarious feeling.

The sunlight is too bright, will you cover my eyes?

Wordlessly, just a short kiss is enough

Tap, Touch

When Ye-eun taps my shoulder, I reach out my hand. Ye-eun’s two fingers hooked over it.

Explanations later, will you follow me for now?

And when Ye-eun walks out, as the lyrics say, we walk in a line and then form a formation centered on Jin-han. Jin-han stood in the center and slowly bounced his upper body as if breathing roughly.

Natural attraction, already determined moment

To be a little darker, overlapping lips

A strong illusion that only the two of us exist for a moment

I’ll give you the crown, and I’ll have you

We, spread out on either side of Jin-han, rippled diagonally. The innocently handsome Jin-han completed the decadent atmosphere thanks to the dark smoky makeup and appropriate facial expressions.

And then it’s my turn. Unfortunately, according to the choreographer’s evaluation, I’m the human who best suits this concept. I don’t want to suit this kind of concept.

A small siren and a seductive synth and piano riff that lead the line in a big way. In terms of movies, it’s the kind of song that would play when two people’s lips overlap.

While making the decadent facial expression that the choreographer emphasized, I tilted my head slightly to the left.

So no one can see me, Hug

Dye my whole body with you, blackly

I roughly raised my hand from my chest to near my neck. I raised my head as if looking at the sky.

The world disappears, only our brilliant selves

Yes, you and I, just the two of us

I lowered my head and put my index finger to my lips. All sounds subsided, and my face was probably being zoomed in on TV. I was already worried about how the members would make fun of me.

Shhh

But, all of this is for Mok-hwa’s allowance. Please, I hope it’s not too unsightly.

This time it’s the chorus. There are only short lyrics, and a whistling rhythm echoes. It was such a well-written part that there weren’t any special arrangements, but I wanted to express the anxiety of being unsure if it would end as briefly as the eclipse, so I changed it to feel a little heavier.

It was difficult to record because it was an incomprehensible psychology.

Even if it’s just today’s daylight

Even if it’s just for a moment

As if it were night

As if it were yours

It was a fluid dance like ballet, but in this performance, we paid attention to cutting the beat a little finer so that it wouldn’t look awkward even if we danced it.

Originally, these special stages are allocated a short amount of time, so it will end with Lee Ji-hyun’s rap part and one more repetition of the chorus.

Then, I plan to hide in the waiting room alone for at least ten minutes.

* * *

Here, looking at the large TV screen, filled with a decadent atmosphere, there is a woman who suddenly shouts.

“Crazy! Ji Dong-hwa! I fucking love you!”

And here, there is also a woman who, despite not having much interest in idols, is captivated by the visually and aurally satisfying stage.

“Shut up, I’m feasting my eyes and ears, don’t interrupt!”

“Ah, ah! I need to cover up! No! This is good too! Fuck!”

“Ah, please, hey, I need to listen to the arrangement!”

It was a conversation between Ji Dong-hwa’s fan and her friend, who is serious about idol fandom, who always provides her studio apartment for her.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Currently, she felt like her reason was burning up. From the fact that her favorite song from the girl group songs released in the first half of the year was being sung by her ultimate bias [favorite idol], she was insanely happy, but she was even more insane because it suited her ultimate bias so well.

Moreover, she was singing the original lyrics as they were, saying that he would put a crown on her, desperately clinging to her while pretending to be relaxed, it was a mess.

Like a human studying Korean literature, the reason that thought, ‘To interpret an annular eclipse with these lyrics!’ was being thoroughly ignored. There was no room for logical analysis to intervene.

As the stage ended and the next stage began.

“I didn’t know when I heard it roughly, but the lyrics are a bit ethically problematic.”

Her friend was not in a situation where her reason was burning up, so she went into rational analysis.

“It’s just cheating.”

When the original singer, Uni-clips, sang it, the atmosphere was all about ‘splendor,’ but she didn’t know that this song had an underlying feeling of anxiety. Thanks to the arrangement process that changed to emphasize the anxiety, what was hidden was revealed.

“Cheating? It’s finally meeting fate!”

However, this person is now temporarily forgetting all ethics just because her ultimate bias is singing it, and is falling into the thought of, ‘It’s worth acknowledging!'”