Chapter 5.9 - Softly 9 (2/2)

The one writing the song is the composer…

I heavily gave a nod.

Indeed, because I had never cooperated with a composer before, it would definitely be a great experience and would at least be more helpful than the school lessons we got every day.

And after raising my skills like that, would I be able to compete with Kim Wuju during the prac test… I was thinking that when teacher Ku Mingi opened his mouth with a grin.

“By the way student Yu Minji, did you hear that student Kim Sukwon had chosen student Kim Wuju as his performer?”

“No.”

…Un? What?

Seeing me make a dumbfounded expression, the teacher added the final blow.

“On top of that student Yu Minji and student Kim Sukwon’s presentations were on the same day… this would be a fun competition.”

“Oh, okay.”

Blankly, I stood there and tried breaking down their conversation.

[Yu Minji-sunbae — Me]

[Kim Sukwon-sunbae — Kim Wuju]

These two upperclassmen of the composing department chose their performers and they would be presenting their songs on the same day…

“…”

Stiffly, I thought.

So does that mean I have to compete with Kim Wuju in singing?

*

Because time was still necessary until I could cooperate with the composing department, we went our own ways straight after that. Songs weren’t made in a flash and because the presentation still had more than a month left, there was still time.

“Sigh…”

But still, to think that I would be going against Kim Wuju this early. There were still two months until the prac test so I was bit relaxed and yet…

There was no other way than to practise hard. With that thought in mind, I continued the practices with Lee Suh-ah.

The practice with Lee Suh-ah – it was actually quite easy to get. After the first day, I just had to reach out to the sitting Lee Suh-ah and calmly say let’s practise, and she would follow after a sigh as if she had no other choice.

And after going to the practice rooms, she would sit with her blazing eyes to strictly locate my problems while I would point out her mistakes and the practice would end with us bickering for a bit.

With a few days of repetition of such training, I was able to develop quite a bit.

“L’amor!”

Glaring at me who had finished singing with the eyes of an eagle, Lee Suh-ah clicked her tongue before turning her head. It meant that there was nothing for her to say – that there were no more problems with the vocalisation, because if there were, she would try her all into teasing me with it.

Making a grin, I checked the state of my body.

The throat had no problems and the stomach was fine as well. On top of that, mental fatigue was a lot less so despite singing the same morning song, I was fine this time unlike before.

With only a few days, I felt like I had developed a lot.

“The vocalisation is decent but do you have to stop the breath at the end?”

“I can’t do anything about that yet.”

After receiving feedback on a few expressions, it was Lee Suh-ah’s turn to sing. Listening to her sing ‘Let me weep’, I thought of the aspects that I had to point out.

Pointing out her problems was very easy.

In the future, the genius soprano Lee Suh-ah who was proudly from Korea~ was so famous that you could see loads of videos from just opening youtube. Although she was a soprano, a voice part different from my own, after hearing that much there was no way that I wasn’t used to it.

Because I knew the future’s perfected Lee Suh-ah, all I had to do was compare the future Lee Suh-ah to the current Lee Suh-ah. There weren’t that many differences either and she only had a few minor issues that were there because of her still young age.

When I pointed those things out, she would fix them by the next day and gave me the enjoyment like I was growing beansprouts. The teacher in charge of Lee Suh-ah would really enjoy teaching her. Was it teacher Hong Yoojin?

“E che sospiri la liberta.”

Staring silently at Lee Suh-ah sing a song that could now somewhat ring the heart, I slowly opened my mouth.

“Well done.”

“This much is nothi…”

“Well done but, don’t you still think the first note is a bit lacking? Put more feeling into it. Imagine yourself as a princess locked away in a tower – you would love to escape even if you had to jump away right? Like that, like a dress fluttering in the wind, add a gentle vibrato that gradually gets stronger.”

“…What are you even saying.”

I could see Lee Suh-ah staring at me with an expression that said, what nonsense are you spouting. In fact, even I didn’t know what I was saying towards the end there.

Hmm… it really is too hard conveying that feeling with words. Because it was literally a feeling, it had to be felt rather than taught… Maybe it was just that she was unable to express it yet because of the lack of her life experience.

The feelings of a woman captured by the kingdom opposing her lover and asked for marriage by the king of that nation – how could the freshman Lee Suh-ah know that?

Probably only time would be able to solve it.

“Should we stop here for today?”

“Okay.”

Like that, we had ended the session and started packing up when Lee Suh-ah suddenly started acting weird. She would constantly steal glances at me, her hands couldn’t stay still and her feet would dance around.

Thinking, what, I stood still and finally, Lee Suh-ah started a conversation while acting nonchalant.

“Do you have anything after this?”

“Un? A lesson with teacher Ku Mingi.”

“Is that so? Right, teacher Kwak Jungsoo had gone overseas right.”

“Yeah.”

“…”

I took my bag out with a flick from the practice room and headed over to the lesson room when Lee Suh-ah rapidly followed from behind.

“R, right, are you really not going out with Han Dasom?”

“I told you, no.”

“Do you have any interest in girls in the first place?”

“I don’t think the answer would be a no.”

“Then what’s your ideal type…?”

With a halt, I glanced sideways and found Lee Suh-ah standing there with an extremely ashamed expression. What’s with that attitude when she was the one asking? Finding it bothersome, I quickly started walking again and gave a random reply.

“Anyone but you.”

Unable to control her expression, Lee Suh-ah opened her mouth in a growl.

“I also hate you okay? So annoying.”

“Did I say anything? Kukuk.”

“…Super short as well. Ah I like tall guys.”

“Me too. When they’re short like you, they look like kids so I don’t like them~”

“What do you mean short! There’s only a bit of difference between you and me!”

While we were bickering, we had reached the lesson rooms before we realised.

“I’m going to the lesson then.”

“…Ehew.”

Glaring at me for no reason, Lee Suh-ah flicked her body and walked outside. Why did she follow me if she was going the opposite way?

While tilting my head, I carried my hand over to the door.

The lesson room.

Now that I thought about it, it’s been a while since I showed teacher Ku Mingi my singing. Last week was when teacher Kwak Jungsoo had left and the lesson with teacher Ku Mingi was the week before that so… around 2 weeks?

The results of the practices were a lot better than I thought so he might be a bit surprised.

With a grin, I pulled the doorknob.