[This is seriously insane]
[I almost turned it off because I was so embarrassed watching this outside]
Seo Hoyun, with not even the tip of his big toe touching a drop of water, was wearing a tight black rash guard that showed off his body line, tucking a deep-blue surfboard under his arm as he swept his bangs back with a practiced flick.
“You must be... Prince Seo?!”
“Yeah.”
The foreigner recoiled in shock, and subtitles scrolled across the bottom of the screen.
【Rank 1 in the business world – First son of the corporate heirs, Seo Hoyun
Media & Communication Studies
During O.T, took an interest in Kim Sunghyun and tried to recruit him into the DAWN Club. Has a painful past.】
[Was that caption really necessary...]
[Zero information value, zero production value]
“Sorry! I’m sorry!”
The foreigner, whose acting rivaled that of a reenactment actor, staggered back and bolted away. Seo Hoyun once again brushed his hair back in slow motion and sent a deep gaze toward Kim Sunghyun.
“Can’t you leave your hair alone....”
“Seo-min.”
Finally unable to hold it in, Kim Sunghyun frowned slightly and spat it out. Even so, he could be seen trying to keep calm, taking deep breaths.
Seo Hoyun lifted an eyebrow with leisurely grace and wrapped his arm around Sunghyun’s.
“What are you even doing here.”
“You don’t need to know.”
“Don’t wander around. Stay where I can see you. Don’t make me worry.”
At that moment, a ringtone sounded. It was Seo Hoyun’s.
“Ah, people just won’t leave me alone.”
“Hurry up and go, Seo Hoyun.”
Seo Hoyun, shaking his head in exaggerated exasperation as he glanced at his phone, suddenly froze. His eyes lingered on Kim Sunghyun, staring intently before his lips spread into a wide smile.
[Why did Seo Hoyun freeze just because Sunghyun called his name]
[Acting like only Kim Sunghyun is allowed to use it]
[And why is he smiling like that
└It feels like there’s some backstory behind the name but I really don’t want to know...]
Then he tossed his surfboard aside and casually answered the call.
“Yes, this is Prince Seo.”
[Seo Hoyun never breaks character, unbelievable]
“No, I won’t do bungee-jump without rope....”
Throwing out random nonsense, Seo Hoyun glanced at Sunghyun, tapped his shoulder twice, and leaned in to whisper.
“See you tonight, at the after-party.”
Not even five minutes into the video, Kim Sunghyun’s eyes had gone cold and dead.
Once Seo Hoyun left, it was Jung Dajun’s turn.
“Whoa, Sunghyun~! What did you just do with the number one heir of the business world?!”
【Rank 4 in the business world – Jung Dajun
Dance Major.
Desperately tries not to fall behind trends.】
[LMFAO this chaos is pure insanity]
[Maknae Jung Dajun seizing the chance to talk down to the leader]
“Seoonghyeoooniiie~?”
“—Hyung! Hyung! Hyung-hyung!”
With Sunghyun gripping the back of his neck and pressing hard, Dajun quickly corrected himself, surrendering on the spot. Once freed, the maknae rubbed his throat with both hands and muttered.
“But seriously, what were you talking about just now, Sunghyun-hyung? If you want to join our group, there’s one thing you have to be careful about...!”
“Is it a club or a group? Pick one.”
“Club!”
[Does Jung Dajun even know how to spell club...
└He’d probably write CLUP
└Wait no, Seo Hoyun once admitted he actually wrote it right before and it surprised him
└LMAO Seo Hoyun, dying inside again]
Squatting in the sand, Dajun drew out the DAWN Club’s structure with his finger.
【DAWN CLUP】
[Goddamn, he really spelled it wrong again]
[But at least he spelled the group’s name correctly lol]
[Seo Hoyun’s going to clutch his neck seeing this]
Standing beside him, Sunghyun quietly added a circle to fix it into “CLUB.” Unaware of his leader’s kindness, Dajun continued to preach passionately.
“Okay, listen carefully! Aside from me, there are three people you must watch out for in the DAWN University! Asterisks! First, stock-ownership heir Kang Ichae. Likes pranks and is full of aegyo, but when he snaps, he’s a total psycho.”
“What stock exactly?”
“—Next is honorary heir Sung Jiwon. He’s the club president. Generally kind and gentle, but terrifying when he’s angry, so be careful.”
“So what honor exactly?”
As he spoke, the scene cut to Ichae leaning on a palm tree, removing his sunglasses, and then to Jiwon lying on a sunbed, reading a book.
“But most of all, the one to be cautious of is Prince Seo, the business heir. He’s had his eye on you since O.T.”
“Can’t you just stop calling him Prince Seo and say Seo Hoyun?”
“Shh! Don’t say that name out loud! Prince Seo will get devilishly angry.”
Like some British fantasy villain whose name must never be spoken, Dajun flailed in horror. Sunghyun’s lips stretched flat in distaste.
“Prince Seo may look gentle, but once he bites down, he never lets go. Why else would people call him a cra— cough, cough. Anyway, since you’ve already been targeted, your school life is doomed to be exhausting.”
“Could it really get worse than now....”
“Well, as long as you don’t cross Kang Ichae, you’ll survive. He’s a my-pace type, so unless you approach him first, it’s fine~.”
“What’s he doing now?”
“Who knows? Probably brooding by himself again? He’s the lone wolf of DAWN University.”
[Lone wolf, my ass]
[Dajun is amazing though... Sunghyun keeps snapping but he stays unbothered]
As if chewing back curses, Sunghyun’s face overlapped with a shot of Ichae skydiving.
【When everything feels far away, I see only you
Swallow the orange glow and melt away the pale blue】
At the same time, “Name This Feeling” swelled in the background with sparkling effects as Ichae landed safely with the guide, pulled off his goggles, and smiled with his eyes.
“My Love, I want to see every sky with you.”
[Kang Ichae omg hahahahahaha]
[Don’t tell me he went skydiving just for this insert cut?]
[No way, Ichae definitely enjoyed it. I’d bet my life on it]
[Kang Ichae really living life to the fullest
Damn, one life to live—let’s live like Ichae]
Back to the screen, Dajun wagged his right index finger left and right.
“...No one can predict his mindset.”
“...Right.”
“Anyway, we’ve got to network properly at the after-party tonight!”
“If only that were possible, I’d gladly do it....”
Sunghyun let out a deep sigh, like one aged 25 years.
“I just want to live dancing.”
“Well, when you’re sad, dancing hip-hop can help.”
To Sunghyun’s genuine lament, Dajun replied primly and nudged him forward.
“Come on, let’s go. It’s almost dinner!”
“Ah.”
And so, he was dragged to a door with “DAWN CLUB” scribbled on an A4 paper taped to it. With a sour look, Sunghyun turned the knob, only to be met by a horrific screeching sound. Covering his ears, he stepped inside—someone was playing the violin.
Screeeech~
One step further, and Jiwon’s brown hair shimmered into frame, his face filling the screen.
Screech, scree-ee-eee-eeech—.
[Jiwon... wow...]
[Way bolder than I expected...]
[LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO]
[With that face, he looks like a Sibelius competition winner]
ScreeeeeeeeEEEEECH—.
“Oh? Sunghyun and Dajun, you’re here?”
【Rank 2 in the business world – Only son of the honorary heirs, Sung Jiwon
Practical Music Major.
Always kind, but never make him angry.】
Lost in the music, Jiwon finally lifted his eyelids, smiled warmly as if just noticing them, and greeted.
“Always beautiful melodies, hyung!”
“Ha-ha, thank you.”
[But why is honorary heir ranked second in business...
Never mind... logic is pointless here...]
As the maknae quickly adapted to survival mode and offered flattery, Sunghyun’s face grew gloomier by the second.
“All familiar faces, huh?”
The tension spiked as EDM resembling a pounding heartbeat boomed, the door swung open, and a new figure entered.
But the one who appeared wore a bright-red windbreaker, gaudy blue pants, tacky tinted bug-eyed sunglasses, and even had a green hiking scarf tied like a bandana on his head.
[Who the hell is this old man]
[Sir, excuse me, who are you]
[Pretty sure I saw this guy at the hiking club]
Like a walking peach advertisement, he instantly reminded people of a certain comedian.
“Is this the new recruit...?”
“Hey!!”
Startled, Kim Sunghyun rushed forward, blocking the way as he ripped off the sunglasses and scarf. He even ruffled the other’s hair into place while scolding.
“You call yourself an idol? You should at least look decent on camera—”
“Ahhh! Sunghyun-hyung!”
Clutching Sunghyun’s arm, Jung Dajun stared in shock. Sunghyun, tugging down the zipper of the windbreaker because he couldn’t bear to look, paused and gave him a questioning look.
“What’s wrong?”
“I told you not to approach first...!”
“...Huh?”
“Hooh?”
Sunghyun’s head creaked unnaturally toward the front.
There stood Kang Ichae, finally resembling an idol as he stroked his jaw. When Sunghyun tried to step back, Ichae grabbed his hand, tilting his lips into a crooked smile.
“You...”
[Don’t you dare]
“You’re an interesting man.”
【Rank 3 in the business world – Only son of the stock heirs, Kang Ichae
Composition major.
Playful, lovable, my-pace type.】
[Nooo he actually did it]
[Shit, my hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
Even Sung Jiwon, who could endure most things, quietly averted his gaze.
At the same time, a short insert appeared.
“It was just... X’s natural action, that’s all.”
With a bitter smile, Jung Dajun rubbed at his reddened eyes.
“It didn’t feel good.”
[Is this about heirs or is it a dating show...]
[Dajun, pick one lane...]
Then—
Bang!
Back to the main scene, “Name This Feeling” blasted again as the door burst open. Seo Hoyun strode in.
“Hey.”
【How do you name this feeling—!】
“The entrance of Prince Seo?!”
“Prince Seo......?!”
Striding boldly, Seo Hoyun yanked Kang Ichae’s wrist, pulling him away from Kim Sunghyun.
“Who taught you to grab someone’s wrist without manners?”
[You’re grabbing too, you bastard]
【Tell me, you know what this is】
He turned, grinned at Sunghyun, and said,
“Boring here, right?”
“What?”
“Want to leave?”
“No.”
[LMFAO the way he shut him down instantly]
[Sunghyun rapping his “No, no, no” under his breath from pure disgust lmaooo]
[Too grossed out, his true feelings slipped out—it’s adorable]
As the atmosphere thickened, the self-made content devolved into a drama showdown, Seo Hoyun versus Kang Ichae, flinging famous lines with Sunghyun stuck in the middle.
[Isn’t this the Hawaii 3rd anniversary self-cam]
[The Dawning never changes]
[True, Dajun used to be the main target, but lately it’s Sunghyun getting bullied
└And honestly, if I were them, I’d tease Sunghyun too—the reactions are gold
└└Facts, his reactions are perfect]
Just when it seemed to end there, with about two minutes left, the screen darkened. A screechy violin sounded, and Sunghyun, Ichae, and Dajun appeared collapsing like zombies. Behind the sofa, rows of empty bottles peeked out.
Watching over the maknaes, Sung Jiwon smiled faintly.
“Told you, rookies shouldn’t do Black Knight.”
“Don’t you think you’ve drunk too much yourself?”
Seo Hoyun crunched on ice, then nudged Sunghyun’s foot with his toe.
“Hey, Seo-min. Go sleep in your room.”
“Uh-huh...”
“But Sunghyun, didn’t you say you were going to read a letter to Noeul?”
[A letter??]
Blinking sluggishly, Sunghyun staggered up at those words.
“He said he’d been preparing it since the other day... Sunghyun, should I read it for you?”
“Uh-uh-uh...”
Pulling a crumpled paper from Sunghyun’s pocket, Sung Jiwon began to read softly.
“After debuting, chasing our dream in a cramped practice room, already three scorching summers have passed...”
But then he stopped, lips opening and closing a few times as if tasting the words.
“...This is better read by Sunghyun himself. Ha-ha.”
“True.”
“Should we write something too?”
Hoyun, peering at the paper, nodded.
Taking a pen from a staff member, Sung Jiwon carefully wrote at the bottom first. Prodded by their hyungs, a barely conscious Ichae and drowsy Dajun also scribbled their lines.
With the half-asleep maknae and the redhead nearly gone, and the drunken leader tucked into bed, Seo Hoyun looked at Sung Jiwon.
“Going to sleep?”
“If you want to drink more, I’ll drink too.”
“Then let’s have one more.”
At that, Jiwon’s pale face bloomed with a gentle smile.
Their glasses clinked under the lights, and the screen faded to black.
[What was that??]
[What did they write??]
Soon, Sunghyun’s handwritten letter appeared on screen, his voice narrating.
【After debuting in a cramped practice room chasing our dream, already three scorching summers have passed.
Three years—it feels both cruelly fast and yet joyful when I think of the memories we’ve piled up together.
From the start, Sung Jiwon has been a solid support.
Seo Hoyun, who never stops teasing me but whom I rely on even more.
Our brilliant dongsaeng Kang Ichae, who always amazes with skill and kindness.
Our maknae Jung Dajun, who’s suddenly grown so mature that it feels bittersweet, yet reliable.
Thank you so much.
It’d be a lie to say there were no painful days, but because of those who believed in me, I endured and came this far.
It may sound cliché, but I’m truly happy because of our fans.
I’ll keep being here.
Even when I’m not shining, I’ll always be here.
I hope our members and Noeuls always have a place to return to.
Thank you ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ for loving us,
I hope we’ll always be happy.
—The Dawn’s leader, Kim Sunghyun.】
Below it, the members’ sentences appeared.
【I’m always grateful too, Sunghyun.】
【Reading this, I shed a tear. Our members are the best! T_T!!】
【I liked that you called it our home.】
Finally, one more page flipped, revealing neat handwriting.
【Our proud leader.】
It was Seo Hoyun’s line to Kim Sunghyun.
