≽ 　bar.

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. after leaving mark and ning at the other bar, feeling adventurous, jaemin decided to go outside his usual hangout spots. he chose the bar that was known for housing many junior and senior arts students; the bar known for being a hipster, trendy place, that also held live shows of indie music. tonight, there was another show that was taking progress, jaemin entering just at the last verse of someone's song; a voice he instantly was drawn to, its timbre encasing a multitude of emotions, depths, pitches.. its airiness and breathiness at some words of the lyrics making jaemin physically /feel/ the song's story. and just like that, he's taken back to the now—reality, eyes fixated on the female that says her thanks and goodbyes to the audience, descending down the steps. jaemin continues to watch her, his heart palpitating, the bustling environment of the bar turning into mere, blurred white noise. he was absolutely struck. jaemin had to get to know her, her music, her story. but his sweaty palms, weak knees and churning stomach gets the better of him, jaemin shying from in reaching out to her. instead, he quietly asks the bartender to send a drink her way, while downing his own. he watches from afar, seeing how the girl accepts the drink, face creasing with confusion at the beverage. jaemin turns away in shame. he was being immature. this was no longer high school; falling head over heels for someone he barely knew—only just saw. also, a girl as sophisticated and talented as her, jaemin was probably sure the latter wouldn't associate with someone as plain joe like him. finishing his beer quickly, jaemin doesn't hesitate to order another one. she was nice to see, but probably would just be another passing person in his life, just like the many students he shared class with, walked by in the halls.

@⁰² jaemin n. as the melodic keys of the piano come to an end, so does the lingering note she sings, her eyes fluttering open to welcome the beam of the stage lights that shine upon her before she's finally able to flash a courteous smile to the crowd. "you guys were a great audience tonight, thank you so much," this, she speaks into the microphone calmly with her english accent, soon repeating it in korean with a chuckle. "also, remember that it's treat your ladies night, so i don't want to see any woman out there paying for her own drink!" garnering a wave of cheers from those present, it easily brings another laugh from her, sauntering off the stage in lilting steps. she leisurely makes her way towards the bar, the female bartender readily offering her her usual. "thank you, is this one on the house?" once the bartender responds eagerly with a soft 'someone bought it for you', chaeyoung's face contorts into that of pleasant confusion. "oh? who?"