Aphrodite lived in Chaeyoung’s eyes. A pair of bright, shining twin orbs the shade of dark brown, warm and coaxing. With them, Chaeyoung welcomed you further into the depths of the alluring spell you couldn’t help but fall under. In fact, the young Korean singer held nearly everyone she met in a trance and was well aware of the powerful spell she had over her admirers.

The first time Lisa caught sight of Chaeyoung, every muscle in her body ached and her brain felt swollen with trying to translate the words of a language she didn’t know. It was the end of a long but familiar day for Lisa and the rest of the trainees of YG Entertainment. By then, it was just past ten o’clock and the stars were out but Lisa couldn’t even spare the energy to look for them.

Lisa stumbled down the stairs with the other trainees in her group, ready to walk home to her dorm and catch a few hours of sleep before she had to return early in the morning for her vocal lessons. It’d been a twelve hour day and she was having trouble remembering if she’d eaten dinner or not yet when she nearly tripped on someone’s shoe.

She’d began crossing the lobby near the far wall of the room, where the seating area for guests was, and hadn’t been looking where she was going. Her eyelids drooped with every step she took and that’s when it happened. One moment she was sleepwalking, and the next she was flying forward in the air. A hand shot out to steady her upright, and Lisa felt her heart catch in .

Her life had nearly flashed before her eyes and she couldn’t even remember the words for ‘I’m sorry’ in Korean. A fresh wave of humiliation washed over Lisa, causing her to keep her head down and her eyes glued to the floor, unable to meet her savior’s gaze. The jarring sensation of falling had woken her up faster than a cup of coffee.

“Whoa, there,” a soft voice called out. The hand let go of her now that“Are you alright?” Though she didn’t understand the words, Lisa registered the gentle tone of the girl’s voice. She was too tired to feel embarrassed about almost sprawling face first on the floor and from her lack of knowledge of the language being spoken to her, but she did finally remember to stop and bow in respect to the girl who’d saved her.

“Ah, thank you,” Lisa mumbled cautiously, still unsure of herself in the foreign language. She bowed her lowest for a full five seconds, and when she straightened, she felt the stiffness and the drowsiness instantly disappear. A girl with long black hair and eyeliner sat there on a cushioned bench with a guitar next to her. She had one hand covering and was obviously smiling behind it, her eyes turned up at the corners.

“You’re welcome.” That Lisa understood. She flashed a nervous smile at the girl, aware of the fact that her friends were all still in the process of leaving and that she probably looked a little odd standing and staring at this girl. But Lisa could hardly help herself. She’d already fallen for Chaeyoung’s spell, and she hadn’t even learned her name yet.

“Goodbye,” Lisa murmured quietly. She took one last look at the girl, who was still smiling up at her, then made her way towards the exit. By then, the fatigue had found her again, and Lisa was doing her best to not trip over her own feet in the process of taking her leave. As she went along the star-soaked sidewalk, Lisa conjured up the girl’s face from memory and wondered why she’d been sitting by herself in the lobby.

Perhaps she was waiting for her audition results? Or perhaps a ride home? From the glimpse Lisa had taken of the girl’s face, she knew that the girl was pretty enough to be an idol without a shadow of a doubt. Lisa remembered the guitar leaning up against her on the bench, how it was worn but well-taken care of. As she walked up to her dorm, she wondered if she’d ever see the girl again. When she stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom and drifted off to sleep, she was almost certain that she would.

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Lisa comes out of her dance