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play my music {untitled fanfic}

part two...

baikun yon walked into a recording room, where about a dozen or so college students were bustling about, papers in hand, armed with wires and the like. a darker faced girl looked up at his arrival. she looked younger than him, and was wearing a  professional looking headset over her ears. the girl checked her watch quickly and then looked up at baikun with wide eyes, "what are you doing? you were suposed to be here half an hour ago! we're on in ten minutes!" she retorted fiercely before being bustled away by a frantic intern.

baikun smiled. he was always late, sujin should know that by now, besides, the university radio station had been doing much better since he had come along. besides, sujin was the cutest when she was mad. he watched the sophomore bustle away, handing a paper bag to the young intern, who was at this point hyperventilating. the junior dj walked up to his position in front of a hanging mic, not at all seeming concerned with the bustle and confusion around him. a shy looking girl shuffled up to his position as he put on his headset. he paused to look at her, flashing her a dazzling smile. she seemed to melt for a minute and then thrust a small packet into his arms.

he didnt even bother taking them, just looked down at the paper and asked nonchalantly, "what's this?" she sputtered, and replied, "it.. it's the script for today's show," she said, daring a look into baikun's face. baikun smiled, and then pushed the paper gently away, to the girl's astonishment. she must be new around here. "i don't need it. i memorized it already." the truth was, he had just glanced at it this morning before he had left his dorm. the girl looked at him in awe for a moment and then bustled away.

the tall korean boy leaned back in his chair and looked through the assortment ofpossible music choices for the day on his desk, chuckling to himself. it was good to be one of the eight: and to be gifted with photographic memory. it was a good thing to have when it came to tests and scripts. in truth, he wasn't really that book smart, he just knew how to memorize, that was what had made him so so called 'smart.' baikun chuckled again, dropping his head to hide his amusement, if only the others in this very room knew how he remembered everything so clearly: they wouldn't believe him for one thing: for another, they would be extremely jealous of him, if they weren't already.

"we're on it five!" sujin's voice called out throughout the recording room. baikun looked up at the sound of her voice and watched her silently. she was only a sophomore and already she had beaten out numerous juniors and seniors for the position of head of the university radio station: a position that many had wanted. and there was no doubt as to why she got it: she was smart, meticulous, and a perfectionist (not to mention that it sometimes made her somewhat of a prick, but a cute prick). indeed, her darker complexian made her stand out, and she had earned the position, depending on her skills rather than on the gifts of an old legend.

baikun was pulled from such thoughts when the 'on air' light blinked, signalling that it was almost time that his voice would resonate throughoutt he campus halls and radios. he smiled, this was what he liked best: right here in the recording room as a dj. sujin was soon at the front, ont eh other side of the soundproof room, holding up five fingers, then four, three, two, one.

"good morning mah-yuk university! this is baikun yon, on 146 AM!"

- end -

note i know that korean names are written last name first and then the first ame, but for simplicity's sake im writing it first name first. :] thanks.

to read the first part/intro, go (here)


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