‟chapter one

Yongsun takes a quick look at herself in the mirror, and adds a little bit more of lipstick. The phone she’ll be doing the v-live is all ready for her, and she feels just as excited as she has always been whenever she gets to communicate with her moomoos. To her, her fans have been the brightest source of light and the biggest source of strength and comfort to her even if there are incidences that would make them appear otherwise, she would still like to think of it as a temporary mistakes that they could learned from. After all, no one is perfect and they could learn from it together. 

She grabs the phone, and announces to her manager that she’ll be starting. She gets a quick reminder that the recording studio is off-limit because someone will be coming to record in a few minutes, and she nods in acknowledgement, but doesn’t elaborate who would it be because they won’t be meeting anyway. That’s a shame, she’s actually planning to introduce her fans to their recording studio or where they could almost called their third home after their actual home and the practice room. Maybe she’ll just show them the area outside the recording room. 

Yongsun starts the live broadcast, and she launches into her usual greeting and bright smiles. She takes them on a tour of her company, introducing places she thinks they would find interesting, then comes across Wheein. Yongsun’s half relieved to see her still in the company, because she feels like the broadcast is getting too boring now and she’s running out of things to make it fun. 

They joke around together for a short while then decide to continue touring the company together. Somehow, they find themselves standing in front of the said recording studio and Wheein suggests going in since their fans have been especially curious about the place where they’re making their musics. 

    “We can’t go in today, it’s occupied.” Yongsun said, her face apologetic. “I heard someone else from another company is recording today.” 

Wheein nods, and suggests they go straight to their practice room. Yongsun has a sudden urge to peek through the mirror and sees who it is, so she switches the camera to film Wheein leading the way instead and glazes into the little transparent glass on the door to the recording studio. Their eyes met and she almost gasped out loud if she doesn’t suddenly remember she’s on a live broadcast. He’s staring back at her, and her whole body freezes for a short while. 

She breaks the eye contact and pretends to not see him as she follows Wheein as quick as she can. It has been years, they’ve lost contact because she clumsily lost her phone and had no ways to ask for his number again, but she thought maybe that was how it was meant to be for them. Maybe it was better to lose contact and gradually stop talking. But now, seeing him right there, looking as he always does, her heart wrenches and she realizes maybe that wasn’t how it was really meant to be, but it was already too late. They have obligations and duties to follow. 

Eric wanted to raised his hand to wave at her, but his whole body didn’t follow through what he was thinking. She still looks the same, maybe even prettier than he last saw her two years ago. Her hair was so much shorter than she ever had, and he couldn’t help but admire how the new short length makes her look so much more mature. He couldn’t hear what the director was saying, he was  far too focused on the once familiar woman staring at him through the glass door of the recording studio. 

Before he could even get himself together to initiate a small wave at her, she broke the eye contact and left without even a small acknowledgement. He sighed, and couldn’t help but felt a little bit disappointed and upset at that. 

    “Eric, let’s go over this one more time, then let’s get a coffee break.” The recording director announces, snapping him back to his reality. 

    “Sure.” 

Maybe this was it for them, maybe he really needs to move on like she does too. 

Yongsun was out of it for the rest of the live broadcast that even Wheein could tell. Feeling like this might get too obvious to their fans, Wheein lied that they have a practice to go to and ended the live broadcast. She knows better than to ask what happens, but instead asks her leader if she wants to grab some spicy rice cake together because if it's anything, Yongsun would always cheer up with a plate of her favorite spicy rice cake. 

Yongsun nods, and they both walk to the entrance together. Passing the recording studio, she takes another glance again but it’s empty, and her heart sinks. She’s not even sure if it’s because she was relieved that he’s gone or disappointed that he left too fast. That was the only opportunity she could ask for his number again, and they could start contacting again, but she couldn’t help but realized how stupid she was for losing yet another perfect opportunity. Now she'll never get to have his name sit in her contact list, and they'll eventually become strangers again for real. 

Then, she saw him again at the café next to their company. He’s holding a cup of his usual favorite Americano and she could still remembers how much he loves coffee and how much he drinks it in a day. Yongsun wondered if he still likes his coffee dark roasted and non-sour as he did two years ago, or if his taste changed over the years. Maybe he already has a new favorite that she doesn't know about, or maybe he's still drinking his all-time favorite that only both of them know about. She almost smiles, knowing he’s still the same after all these years. He’s laughing with the recording director whom she’s also familiar with, and he looks so happy and at ease that it kinda pains her a little.

She watches him until the taxi they are in drives off into the distance, and the sight of him and the café disappeared into the long distance. Heaving a sigh, Yongsun closes her eyes and pretends to be asleep so she wouldn’t start crying in a taxi, in front of Wheein and this very old taxi driver who has no idea who they are.

God, she misses him so bad.

hii everyone, the first chapter is up!
this chapter was actually inspired by that one video of eric's cover of bravo, my life in youtube where he's actually 
recording the song in rbw and i remembered watching a vlive (maybe? or mamamoo diary? i'm not sure which ;-;) where
yongsun was showing a tour of their company and she said they couldn't show the recording studio because someone from
the outside was recording in their company that day and it kinda just connected to me xD 

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