TL by Myoni
Edited by Yoni
As if the woman, girl, woman or whoever had just gotten out of the shower, her wet hair was covered with a towel.
It felt as though sexiness and innocence coexisted perfectly. She was pretty, yet had unique features.
Praise came out naturally. Out of all the people I have seen in real life, she was the prettiest. There was an enormous gap between first and second.
She should have been an actress, not a singer.
“Maknae[1] woke up the earliest again. You practiced until late yesterday, aren’t you tired?”
“I need work even if I’m tired… It’s the first broadcast in a long time.”
“Lee Songha, you’ve grown.”
The youngest member of Neptune, Lee Songha.
On her profile, it said she had just graduated high school this spring. Even in Neptune, where everyone was responsible for the visual, she was superior. Mood breaker, even her blank stares looked as if she was lost in thought.
It said her position was sub-vocal and sub-dancer, I think I need to study more about these positions. Although I know the positions for soccer and baseball, it was my first time dealing with girl group positions. I didn’t know that the positions were so specifically divided. It was to the point of culture shock.
“Oppa. When do we leave?”
“We have to leave at 4:30. 30 minutes left.”
“Okay.”
Even her voice was good. Since she was a singer, she was good at projecting her voice and pronunciation. Above all, she had a good rhythm in her speech. It had the addictiveness of getting stuck in the ears of the listeners.
That’s rare.
If she was an actress, I would have gathered all her previous works, it was unfortunate.
Songha rubbed her tired eyes and approached me. Drops of water dripped from her hair, which was simply covered with a towel. My hand flinched as I subconsciously wanted to wipe the drops. She stopped right in front of me.
Is this the right time to say hello?
Just as I was thinking that, Songha nodded her head. Before I could even say hello, she tilted her long, white neck and looked over my shoulder.
“Please move a little.”
“Yes? Ah, yes.”
It seemed she had some business with the refrigerator behind me. After I moved aside, Songha opened the freezer and took out a container of ice cream. It had “Lee Songha’s” written in thick permanent marker.
I thought those kinds of things only happened in families with quadruplets…
“Everyone get up!”
Hyunjo shouted again.
“What are the unnis[2] doing while maknae is already up and ready!”
That appearance overlapped with my previous self who had to wake up the quadruplets and send them off to daycare before going to school.
Haaa… It was war. It was an endless battle, if I woke one up, another would slump on the sofa and sleep, if I woke another one, another one would crawl back into her blanket… Damn. Let’s stop thinking about those kids. It didn’t seem like I was a fresh new recruit, but an exhausted working daddy!
“Good morning…”
The door with a dinosaur sticker opened. Messy, curly hair. A woman wearing yellow one-piece pajamas came out rubbing her eyes with her head bowed.
She’s Im Seoyoung.
She’s 21. Her position is sub-vocal. Lead dancer. On her profile, it said that she had a lovely baby face and a voluptuous body.
That really was the case. If you didn’t know them, you’d think she was the youngest, not Songha. She looked like a high schooler.
She was even responsible for entertainment shows. In a program I have never heard of, she momentarily appeared as a guest reporter. In a group that was obscure as Neptune, she was the young breadwinner who was busy attempting to raise their popularity.
“Oppa…”
“Yeah. Wake up, quickly.”
The totteringly walking Seoyoung suddenly opened her eyes.
“Songha. You’re gonna get fat. Do you know how much calories that is?”
Songha, who was scooping up ice cream while standing, briefly glanced at Seoyoung before turning her back. She hugged the ice cream container as if she was trying to hide it, but still continued to dig in.
“You think I can’t see it just because you eat like that?”
“Then, unni shouldn’t look.”
“How can I not look at my favorite food!”
“Then do you want a bite?”
“Don’t tempt me! I’ll get fat!”
“Yak yak yak, nagging so early in the morning…”
“Yak yak yak? To your unni? Wah, oppa, look at the way she talks to me. She doesn’t try to lose, not even once. If you were in a different team, they would insult you every day for your ill-manners, then you’d be crying in a corner and eventually quit. Do you know how many girls there are who have bad personalities? You should know that you are only able to live so luxuriously since you joined our team.”