A feeling washed over Junhui before he even opened his eyes. A feeling of the universe shifdting, like something was about to happen, something he couldn’t avoid. He had a feeling of destiny taking over. It was hard to explain or describe, like an energy surrounded him, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

He rolled out of bed and went into the kitchen of their tiny dorm. He was one of only two trainees at his company and the last six months had been a whirlwind of constant work. Training day and night, dance and vocal training, Korean lessons and anything else his company deemed necessary. And he couldn’t be happier. His company was fairly small but had a good reputation and joining had been the best decision he ever made. He just couldn’t wait to debut.

“Hey Soonyoung!” He called out to the dark haired Korean boy making toast in the kitchen. Their kitchen was barely big enough for the two of them so Junhui went into the living room to wait for space. It was cold and he shivered a little. “How come the heat’s not on?” he asked and Soonyoung just chuckled. “It’s broken again!”

When Soonyoung emerged with his simple breakfast in his hands Junhui went into the kitchen. He made toast and tea and carried it out to join Soonyoung in the living room. Soonyoung tossed a blanket to him and he wrapped it around his shoulders while he clutched his tea. Their company didn’t have a lot of money for luxuries like coffee, or toothpaste, or even working heating. But Junhui was lucky enough to have his parents supporting him and he was due for an allowance the following day. He curled up in the blanket and dreamed of hot coffee and blocks of chocolate and maybe some new socks. Allowance day was the best.

“What’s the schedule for today?” He asked Soonyoung. “Don’t know.” The other boy responded. They had become incredibly close over the last six months, like brothers even, and Junhui relied on Soonyoung’s irrepressible optimism to keep him going sometimes. It was hard, especially being the only two trainees, they knew there was no hope of debuting until they had at least two more. And the company had been searching for six months and the right ones were still elusive.

There was a knock at the door and Junhui got up to open it. “Hey Seungcheol.” He said and smiled at the older boy. Seungcheol had been their manager for three months and was barely older than the trainees. He had been given the job fresh out of University and had surprised them with his competence and caring nature. The three of them relied on each other, they were all new and learning, and things weren’t getting any easier.

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