Choi DongSun's Story

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A heavy hand slammed onto the alarm clock as a lazy groan escaped from within the mass of blanket. Five minutes pass quietly before another stir from the crumbled form on the bed stirred, rising forth was Choi DongSun; his brunette bed head and groggy expression only made the teen resemble a small child waking from their slumber. His almond brown eyes blinked a few times, his blurred morning vision coming sharper when the remnants of sleep had finally left their post-- alas, day one at Tsubasa High. It was not to say so much that he had any disdain for the school per se, but when he had tasted the sweet flavor of stardom he felt that attending school in general for that matter would only come as a waste of his time.

Soon after getting up, DongSun stretched his arms and following the notion with a yawn when his eyes glanced over the school uniform he was required to wear. He grimaced, taking in its gaudy earth tone colors and bland patterns. Man.. he sighed, taking the uniform off from its hanger. "This is what Tsubasa has to offer me?" DongSun chuckled, putting on the shirt, pants and tie and looked into the mirror-- it was still too distasteful for his likes. Maybe the uniform wouldn't look too bad if he fixed himself up a little more. On that, the blond strolled into the bathroom where his face was washed and hair was gelled to its semi-spiky perfection. Taking in his appearance, the singer gave himself his signature eye smile.. the uniform still did not do any justice. His brow furrowed, loosening his tie slightly and popped the top button of his shirt to show a bit of the white wife beater beneath. Finally looking over to his drawer, he picked up his hat and fit it perfectly over his head, making sure he would not ruin the mess of spikes. From there he was set, now it was time to get to school-- joy. "Get ready to blow them away Jayflyy." He smirked, taking an apple and his backpack with him before leaving out the door.

The idol-like teen had barely said two words as he walked down the halls of Tsubasa High, acknowledging the squeals and calls of his name with a smile or a spontaneous "Hey!" The fun part of being in such glory was basking in it, feeling the adoration pour onto him like waterfalls. JayFlyy would only be a few steps away from entering his first class, with that he turned to his followers, "JayFlyy gon' kick it with y'all when he outta class, aight? Stay dope." He winked, chuckling when the sounds of fawning fans began to fade when entering the classroom. Walking in, he had already recognized a familiar face and allowed himself to sit beside her.

"Still faking them smiles, Dallie?" He smiled her way, giving his greetings with a nod.

Was it inevitable that Dalila would ignore his greet? Almost, but it was not much of an issue to the brunette before shifting his gaze upon the other students sitting around his desk. The teen smirked, already taking note of the half-enthused students still quarreling about the arrival of the Oz Singers and then the others who appeared to rather swallow daggers than be in the same breathing space as them. Once they get their chance at being this big, they won't be so butt hurt anymore. DongSun mused to himself, adjusting his hat and bringing his attention to the class' instructor. Eh, she could have looked better.. time for his mind to wander, yet again.

All in all, DongSun was unsure as to how he was going to handle being in this school; simply put, it wasn't his style. Close to eighteen and on the height of his career, there was no time for him to be spending it in a classroom where he knew he'd excel it. He shrugged it off, leaning back against his chair slightly, fiddling with his hat and letting his eyes roam until he would eventually lock eyes with someone in the room. For an art school, it was expected to see some decently talent individuals.. if he were fortunate enough, perhaps someone who saw his side of things as well.

Dalila ignored all of it, her head pulsed too much for her to care. Though she been through worse.
"Oh Ms. Dalila would you like to introduce yourself to the class and do a small song for us?" The teacher asked nicely with sparkling eyes.
"Of course Ms. Tsukiyomi~ and I love the shade of BB cream your wearing." She complimented, causing the teacher to blush and peer off.
She giggles and turns toward the class from her seat. "As you know Im Dalila Crown, also known as GC or Guilty Crown. I hope you will take care of me." She bows politely, before standing up straight. "Now what song should I sing?" Dalila asked the class with a happy tone.
The class abruptly shouted names of her hit singles such as "Good Bye" "Black Diamond" Etc. Cant stand the screams anymore, she stopped them with a single hand motion. "Or I can sing one of my favorite songs from America~" The students cooed and nodded agreeing with her idea.
With a sigh of relieve, she inhaled before releasing.

(Fame by Irene Cara)
"Baby look at me
And tell me what you see
You ain't seen the best of me yet
Give me time I'll make you forget the rest
I got more in me
And you can set it free
I can catch the moon in my hands
Don't you know who I am-"
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High notes and low notes came tumbling toward her but she succeeded easily. With A deep inhale she finished the song with a final high toned voice.

"Fame
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly
High
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame!"

It was quiet, until loud applause feel the room, they didnt understand the words except for some easy ones. Though it was still beautiful in their ears.

"That was wonderful Dilila" The teacher complimented.
"Thank you Ms. Tsukiyomi, Im glad you enjoyed it." She sat down slowly her "smile" still plastered on her face.
"Now whose next..ah Dongsun your next!"
Dalila looked at Dongsuns direction and finally felt her smile feel a bit genuine but it soon disappeared. "good luck" she whispered knowing he will swoon the class with his talents.
(Sorry DX I missed the post -bows over and over again-)

XL struggled to get out of their grasps without hurting them. He spotte dhis best friend DongSun about to sing and took a seat next to the empty seat which was also empty. HE gave a quick nod to Dalila, She was as passive as every, he saw but he grinned at her anyway, as it was part of his personality, to smile even when he wanted to just die.

"Nice job," He commented, he had managed to hear her over the squealing of his fan girls. HE really couldn't understand it. What that other guy had said was true. They were just singers SO why were these people making such a fuss? Xavier didn't understand it and probably never would. He turned his attention to his friend who most of the class was screaming over. Geez. THey were crazy. Maybe he should have kept his Korean name... He mused. The fans probably wouldn't be able to pronounce it right. The thought made him chuckle. Hopefully he wouldn't have to sing today, he'd be grateful if the girls just focused on DOngSun for the day.

Shifting his seat properly, the chair met a light thud before coming to notice Xavier sitting beside him, the brunette nodded his way. Was it more than a mere coincidence to see how the Oz Singers and the students had seated themselves into the classroom? It would only be assumed that it was natural instinct to sit with those whom you were most familiar with-- in DongSun's case, may it be alongside Dahlila and best friend Xavier; there would be no complaints done here. If there was anything to bluntly complain about, would it be the snotty, hissing attitudes of the students that continued to back sass the idols on mere moments of arrival. They had to be grateful that Mr. Oz had graced presence into their school, otherwise watch Tsubasa High go into wreckage. It was a sinister thought, DongSun knew this fair enough.. but it was how business worked.

"Ay, ay! Just call me Jaylon songsaengnim."

Gahh.. there went his slip of Korean tongue, again. DongSun made a mental note not to do it again, it was not in JayFlyy's reputation to speak in much to at all in foreign tongue unless necessary. On that note, he cleared this throat and corrected himself. "Uh.. yeah, Ms.Tsukiyomi.. just lettin' you know. But I can introduce myself; no need to sing though-- think we already know how JayFlyy can sing." JayFlyy stood, looking to the partially squealing, partially death glaring students and shared him his coy smirk. With that, he allowed himself to sit on his desk and nodded towards the students who were tolerable enough to not file out the class, just yet.

"Sup y'all, I'm Jaylon Choi, you know me best as the beast JayFlyy. I'm just excited as ya'll are about school, so let's bear with it yeah? Let's be friends, ain't much of a biter; promise." It was evident to see that a number of his classmates were already mentally insulting his accent, it was pretty common outside of America truth be told. But coming from the urban area, it would only be natural that he would pick up the accent-- could you blame him? Either way, if he decided to change how he talked it would not change people's view on him, so why do it? This was the image he was molded into, no change on it.

Turning to his friend Xavier, he leaned slightly to make it obvious he was talking to him. "We been through harder crowds then this. We hella got this, bro."

In all honesty, the idea that DongSun had to be attending this school was still not sitting snug for his tastes-- it was also pretty certain that the others did not want the Oz Singers around much either. When the school bell started ringing, the chatters of fawning fan girls and boys began to heighten in pitch and in volume, one would think that they would consider the hearing of their favorite idols and shut up? Alas, being star struck made just about anyone with the symptom oblivious to the world around them.

JayFlyy stood from his desk, turning his head over to a small flock of girls cooing over the brunette and wondered if they had any gall to talk to him. The quiet murmurs made him smile, hopping over the chair and approaching the small group of three with a smile. "I'm hopin' you beautiful ladies will be taking good care of us while we here. Maybe if there's time in our schedule, you three can kick it with me. JayFlyy always needs an inspiration fo' a song." He chuckled, winking their way before catching the announcement from the teacher; something about someone taking him and the other Oz singers to their next class? He didn't need a chaperone to tell him how things went, ..but he supposed that it would beat getting mulled by adoring fans if he ventured off alone. Looking back to the girls, JayFlyy had bid them good bye and walked over alongside Dalila and Xavier.

"Sorry, had my mind occupied fo' a sec; where's our next class?"