Chapter 5.6 - Softly 6 (1/2)
Looking at the phone, Song Mirae made a strange expression.
“Hey hey, look at this.”
“I’m busy.”
Perhaps she didn’t hear Lee Suh-ah’s indifferent tone but without stopping, Song Mirae started making a fuss. She swung her legs, slammed the bed and talked to herself…
“Wah~ Pretending to be so well-behaved now look at this.”
“…”
“Really unbelievable!”
In front of her full-scale obstructive tactics, Lee Suh-ah finally let go of her pen.
Annoying.
Peeling her gaze away from the exercise book on the desk, Lee Suh-ah flicked her head back. Song Mirae was looking towards her with a grin seemingly looking for some attention.
Heaving a sigh, Lee Suh-ah asked.
“It’s the mid-sem soon; are you not studying?”
“Tch. We’re going to uni with our singing anyway~”
“But a person should still have some things in their brain.”
“Ah whatever~”
Replying whatever, Song Mirae laid down on the bed and returned her eyes back to the phone. On the blue window, she could see the messages she had sent to and received from Han Dasom. Glancing over the greetings and messages that kept each other in check, Song Mirae stopped at the last message.
[Song: What kind of relationship do you guys have? Zzz You don’t seem to be going out but from what you did during the Concerted Music… you seem to be interested?]
As she gazed at the screen, Han Dasom’s reply suddenly popped up.
[Han: …We’re not in any relationship. The thing from the presentation day… I was just excited from my first prac test]
Ah~ so you’re saying it was a mistake? Thinking, who would believe that, Song Mirae grinned before fiercely tapping her fingers like a jab.
[Song: No relationship? Zzz that’s interesting.]
[Han: Interesting?]
[Song: Un? I mean zzz. Dasom and Yunjae are practising together every day~ I found it interesting that you guys weren’t in any relationship.]
Han Dasom who had been unable to reply for a bit slowly moved her hands to form a reply.
[Han: …Yunjae was purely doing it to help me.]
[Song: Thank goodness zzz. I should tell Yunjae that I want to practise with him as well and ask him to help me a bit.]
[Han: ‘Thank goodness’?]
[Song: Un. You said you weren’t in any relationship right? I’m interested in Yunjae you see.]
Their conversation over one wall started heating up.
[Han: Practice isn’t your goal.]
[Song: Practise as well~ but we can do other things alongside it zzz]
Han Dasom who had been reading the messages on her bed tightly embraced the penguin doll.
[Han: …Yunjae is a really amazing person who also works hard. Don’t try to shake that with a light heart.]
Reading the message, Song Mirae tilted her head. The tone of the message was weird – it was as if she was full of respect. Is this something to have for another student?
With a shake of her head, Song Mirae got rid of the side thoughts before taking her phone again.
[Song: Light heart? Zzz I’m saying I would practise like you did so why?]
[Han: That’s not what your tone was implying.]
[Song: What about my tone? Are you Yunjae’s mum or something? I saw last time when he seemed to be practising with Chloe as well. So why you chiming in to stop me?]
Receiving that message, Han Dasom was startled a bit and glanced at Chloe sleeping next to her. After looking at Chloe who wore cute pyjamas and a carefree smile, Han Dasom quickly sent a reply.
[Han: He’s close to Chloe so maybe that’s why.]
[Song: Ah I see zzz. Just like how you are also just friends with him, I’ll become friends with him to practise together.]
[Han: …From the messages I saw, Yunjae seemed to be completely uninterested though.]
[Song: What?]
[Han: ^^]
Seeing the smiling emoticon, Song Mirae trembled before screaming aloud.
“Ah annoying! Han Dasom!”
Looking at such Song Mirae, Lee Suh-ah clicked her tongue. She was a friend but sometimes was incomprehensible. After hitting the pillow to relieve her anger for a bit, Song Mirae flicked her head across to stare at Lee Suh-ah.
Lee Suh-ah met her gaze with eyes that said, now what, when Song Mirae opened her mouth.
“Hey, you’re friends with Yunjae right?”
“Not really.”
“More than me at least! Connect us two please.”
Making an abhorring expression, Lee Suh-ah stepped back.
“I don’t want to. Jo Yunjae, he’s weird.”
“What weird! He looked normal. Anyway, Han Dasom… I’ll make him fall for me and make her see.”
“… No matter how I saw it, neither of them were interested in romance though.”
With a scoff, Song Mirae concluded.
“Not interested in romance? There are no such kids in this world.”
*
Despite the chorus presentation being finished, we had come outside for practice like always, but there were several circumstances that had changed.
“What’s her name?”
“Han Dasom of the 10th class. Her voice was good.”
“Who’s that squid next to her?”
Glaring over, I saw a boy avoiding eye contact with an awkward smile. No matter how you saw it, I looked better than you so what’s this thing about squids?
Clicking my tongue, I glanced around and found out that it indeed was different from before. There was a larger ratio of boys stopping their feet after seeing us, which was hard to see considering that the Future Arts High had more girls.
There were some that looked blatantly at Han Dasom who had placed a pin on her bangs, and perhaps being awkward in front of those gazes, Han Dasom hid herself behind me a little.
“…”
Of course, there was a group that was there to solely evaluate our skills. The students that had been listening seriously nodded their heads.
“The girl is quite good but the guy is not any lacking in comparison either.”
“He’s Jo Yunjae. Right behind the two tops in the Improvement Concert.”
“Really? This year’s opera students are no joke.”
Students that looked over us and evaluated – glancing over them, I noticed the green and blue coloured nameplates hanging, and they seemed to be upperclassmen. Perhaps they were interested because they wanted to invite people to their circles and concertos.
“…”
Well, it’s a good thing to become famous. The performing arts thing was not that easy and skills weren’t the only things necessary for success. There were many helpful aspects I could earn by continuing this on-the-spot concert with Han Dasom.
Both Han Dasom and I could increase our specs and further our human relationships, and I can also practise my vocalisation. The problem would be that we had to satisfy the audience every time but…
After massaging my throat in thought, I tapped Han Dasom.
“The song just then, I tried changing the vocalisation method. How was it?”
Han Dasom replied with a smile after thinking slightly.
“Un… it was good.”