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thankyou-taeyeon · 7 months

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OH MY GIRL — Closer (151014)

#oh my girl #femaleidolsedit #ggnet #femadolsedit #kpopccc #ultkpopnetwork #kgoddesses #kpopedit #idolady #tyty gifs #seunghee #hyejung #jinE #mimi #jiho #yooa #arin #binnie #yubin

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kdram-chjh · 2 years

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AOA – ‘ 날 보러 와요(Come See Me)’ MUSIC VIDEO

Watch this video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixxWWKX4S_8

#AOA #에이오에이 #Come See Me #날 보러 와요 #2019 #kpop #Korean pop #youtube #MV #M/V #Ace Of Angels #Choa #Park Choa #Jimin #Yuna #Hyejung #Mina #Seolhyun #Chanmi #NEW MOON

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aiworld1 · 1 year

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I will upload an AI video that runs toward the extreme reality that I have made so far. It's been made recently from the top, so if you look at it from the bottom, you can see the progress. If you don't like low quality, please watch the latest one. Don't tell me you like it. Just enjoy itFirst of all, the recent version has made the movement smooth with checkpoint change frame interpolation.

그동안 만들었던 극실사를 향해 달려가는 AI영상 올려봅니다. 상단부터 최근에 만든거라 밑에서부터 보시면 점점 발전된 과정을 보실수 있고 저퀄이 싫으시면 최근것만 봐주시면 감사하겠습니다. 절대 좋댓구알 해주지 마시고 재미로만 봐주세요~일단 최근 버전은 체크포인트 변경 프레임 보간등으로 움직임을 부드럽게 만들어 보았습니다.

#ai #ai artwork #ai girl #stable diffusion #web ui #youtube #hyejung #aimodel #Youtube

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ahb-writes · 1 year

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Comics Review: ‘Himawari House’

Himawari House by Harmony Becker My rating: 5 of 5 stars South Korea. Hyejung fled the suffocating pressures of family expectations as well as a messy (and unresolved) personal relationship that never had a chance to succeed. She doesn't know who she is, much less what she wishes to do in life ("I couldn't go back to seeing things the way they had been [..] I hate myself when I'm at home."). Singapore. Tina sees purpose everywhere and in everyone, except within herself. She's a hard worker, a horrible student, and on the precipice of depression ("I can't take this anymore. I don't feel like myself."). America. Nao Daniels is a biracial woman taking a year off between high school and college. Bearing the familiar burden of being neither here nor there, neither welcomed nor unwished-for, Nao's racial and ethnic half-ness has pushed her to live and study in Japan. A year abroad? The goals are numerous, whether for Nao to discover herself, learn more about the culture and people her mother left behind, or to deepen her Japanese language skills. But the numbness that comes from being an "other," no matter where one resides, only intensifies the burden ("No matter how much I learn, I don't know if it is enough."). HIMAWARI HOUSE is painfully relatable and unrepentantly exposes the fragile presumptions so easily and readily assembled to salve the wounds native of one's disintegrating youth. This graphic novel is about place and placelessness, as well as the many different types of people who ramble and scramble their way toward some semblance of peace. Hyejung, Tina, and Nao board in a sharehouse for a year, along with a pair of brothers, Japanese. The three women stress about their studies, glow over their adoration of classic shoujo comics, make a sound argument for Japanese food, weep over their beloved K-dramas, and debate their comical incompatibility with being multilingual in a nation where none of them speak the local language fluently. HIMAWARI HOUSE tracks these three women's eager attempt to understand themselves, and one another, in a country where none of them fully know the culture. If Hyejung gets into a local university, will the stress she felt when her parents worked themselves to the bone utterly evaporate or will it intensify? If Tina opens herself up to loving someone other than the pop star whose magical lyrics tether her to the earth, will that further root or asymmetrically invalidate her state of constant emotional agitation? If Nao learns the Japanese language as well as assorted Japanese customs, will she ever surpass the dreaded gaijin diagnosis? Of being a facile foreigner? Or will she finally assimilate, which is, itself, an eternally dubious enterprise? HIMAWARI HOUSE is an interesting and slyly impressive accomplishment. The graphic novel is composed of multiple points of view, written effectively in at least three languages, and concedes a warm visual style that lends its characters the space and depth they need to act, speak, laugh, and cry, and all in ways that are wholly inimitable. The art is funny and beautiful and dramatic and occasionally referential. One finds it remarkable for a graphic novel to read so smoothly while also being so complex on account of being such a profoundly layered and dynamic narrative of young adulthood. It's the kind of book that deserves to be reread; it's difficult to appreciate, with only one read, some characters' linguistic somersaults, the artist's compositional changes in lighting for a late-night hot pot, a background character's dimples, the book's clever and idiosyncratic title pages, and so forth. For example, late in the book is a chapter on mothers (and mothering). Nao reminisces on how hurt and lonely her Japanese mother must have felt, uprooted, only for the woman's two children to push back whenever her Japanese cultural sensibilities crept into their American lives. The scene is an emotional fissure in need of closure, but it's equally hard for readers to imagine Nao ever moving forward without having acknowledged it in the first place. That's the kind of book HIMAWARI HOUSE is; it's an acknowledgment of the splintering cultural rites one takes for granted, and an observation of the structural presumptions one often assembles, erroneously, in their place.

Comics/Book Reviews || ahb writes on Good Reads

#himawari house #harmony house #sunflower #graphic novel #comics #review #5 of 5 stars #goodreads #hyejung #singapore #south korea #nao daniels #language skills #first second books #fragile presumptions #gaijin #eternally dubious #linguistic somersaults

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shesnake · 2 years

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Oldboy // The Handmaiden // Sympathy For Lady Vengeance // Decision to Leave // directed by Park Chan-wook

#filmedit #park chan wook #oldboy #decision to leave #the handmaiden #sympathy for lady vengeance #film #fm #*#*misc #tang wei #kang hyejung #kim taeri #lee young ae #q #abbaskiarostami #1k

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icaruswalksnet · 8 months

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_mariahwasa IG Story

Hwasa supporting Kang Hyejung’s new book essay 🎇

#Kanghyejung #강혜정 #반은미치고반은행복했으면

#kang hyejung #강혜정 #반은미치코반은행복했으면

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acridcandy · 1 year

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& that's just how we do it ⏤ featuring @sourires

"baaaabe," aera coos, pivoting to face her friend with a pout, "don't look like that, it'll be super fun. i think i need this? we need this!" she grins as if this isn't the third time that she's been out this week, it only being a wednesday. as if the reality of a test in their shared class on the next day isn't a thought within aera's mind, especially considering that she hasn't cracked open a book ( outside of class ) in god knows how long.

the general idea is what hyejung attempts to get through to her, always the dulcet tempered angel on her shoulder that makes a valiant effort to lead her away from temptation. and as her beacon of light amidst the stormy seas that makes her life in this year, her best friend that faithfully remains by her side throughout it all, her words naturally hold more weight that anyone in her life. and yet the two of them still find themselves in the back seat of her drivers car, on their way to arrive at the club of choice within a couple of minutes. it's quite foolish to waste effort on altering aera's thinking once she decides on an idea, no matter how detrimental it may be, so instead of indulging in a back and forth with her friend she throws out the idea of coming along so she doesn't get too trashed. and it's not a form of manipulation to get what she desires, but a genuine matter considering that hyejung is not the one for nightlife; instead it's some form of a compromise, she thinks. and maybe their perspectives are aligned since she agrees, a sense of warmth permeating her body before pulling hyejung into a hug.

"oh! by the way, you saw that stupid post gossip girl put about me having a fucking addiction? isn't there a way that i can, like, sue her for slander or something? because i'm going to be so real right now and say the only thing that was true was me being kicked out a bar, but that's because the owner is lame, broke, and likes to be mean to pretty girls," she rants in an attempt to divert while fishing out her phone from her clutch, "so ... i miiight have said some little bittle teeny white lies about that on my insta stories and made the place look bad, and my followers totally bombed their reviews online. i think they're currently at 1.5 stars when you search them up," she chuckles, satisfaction reverberating off the interior of the vehicle as she turns the screen in hyejung's direction to view the infinite amount of deception displayed, "do you love that for me? i love it for me. anyway that's why we're going to insomnia instead since one, they probably won't let me back in because of this; and two, the owner isn't mad at the world because he has a receding hairline and his kids don't love him or whatever."

#﹠ ㅤ ♡; ㅤ how we do it ㅤ ▫ ㅤwith hyejung #sourires #* sorry for the wait! and sorry for aera LOL #* oh also this takes place pre-bday party too

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eatrun · 1 year

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like so many nights before, he's alone in that big, old house. alone with the ahn's small army of housekeepers. alone with his own shadows. the million-inch flat screen screams bright blue static at him—has been screaming for a while now, desperately trying to get his attention, probably. yoonsu has just been too deep in thought to give it notice. he sips mr. ahn's centuries-old scotch from a glencairn crystal yoonsu found in his study. he turns off the tv—taken aback by how dim and quiet it gets.

the truth is, he was supposed to pick up a contract and leave. the last of his contracts with the ahn's, a lot of his loose ends. but hyejung was there and he hadn't seen her in a while, so he said hi, and then he didn't want her to be alone on a friday night. and really, it's just that. but they're so alone, with no reason to be, and for some reason, it feels like something he needs to justify. he doesn't. yoonsu purses his lips, stares at the bronze liquid in his glass, and thinks, this still feels a lot like alone, anyway. alone with his own echoes. alone with her. he feels restless.

he hears footfalls, feels the couch dip when she sits beside him, but doesn't do anything to right himself from where he's comfortably slouched. it's quiet for a while, with nothing but the sound of his silent sipping, not so unalike a mosquito draining blood from a wound, until his glass goes. yoonsu finally sits up, puts the glass down on the coffee table. he leans back and stares at the ceiling for a while. his eyes wander everywhere. the trimmings, the marble, the shameless and subtle extravagance all around him. it all seems so familiar; he almost wishes any of it felt more like home.

his gaze, perhaps inevitably, lands on hyejung—fixes on the sliver of porcelain skin showing past the hem of her skirt. she's beautiful. he doesn't have to look at her to remember. he doesn't really have anything he urgently wants to do with that information. but he stares at that spot of skin for what seems like a while, momentarily losing the ability to blink. (so many of their days together have been spent in similar silences, and even more days have been spent in loud argument. if he's being honest, he prefers the cold quiet, but he has come to welcome the heat and noise friction brings.)

yoonsu places his hand on her thigh, like someone revisiting something; careless of her skirt riding up ever so slightly. so remiss of it, it's almost as if he intended for it to happen. "hyejung," he looks up at her, and instead of squeezing as what seems expected, he curls his fingers and starts playfully, lightly scratching at her skin as a cat to a post. the corner of his mouth quirks into a small smirk, "let's do something fun." he slides his hand slightly down. yoonsu pinches the air, with his nails resting feather-light on her skin, and starts opening and closing his fingers to tickle her knee. he looks at her face to watch her reaction, the grin on his face melted into a slight, friendly smile. he laughs quietly from his chest, and then he says, "let's go out. what do you usually do on a friday night?"

closed starter / @sourires

#◆ ` ahn hyejung #◆ ` might bite #stop letting mr rover come over srsly

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hyejungkook · 2 years

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It was truly an honor to take part in the 100th Radical Poetry Reading this August. Deepest thanks to Sahar Muradi for inviting me to take part and to The Brooklyn Rail for creating space and others in support of art, culture, and political discourse. I hope you'll take a look and listen.

#thebrooklynrail #zeina hashem beck #jasmin eli-washington #mina zohal #sahar muradi #hyejung kook #poet #poetry #poetry reading #writingcommunity

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foetry · 4 months

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Spring Coronal

BY HYEJUNG KOOK

Again this year I’ve failed the peonies that came to us

when we bought our house in summer, not knowing what

pink and white glory grew in the northwest. After the first May,

still childless, seeing how a single bloom could overflow

the cup of my hands, the stems bowing to the ground

under their weight, I bought cages to circle the red shoots

after they crowned but only used them once. Arrow-like

as they emerge from the earth, the just unfurling leaves

look like fingers, reminiscent of intestinal villi and sea anemones,

moving with unexpected purpose. It is the force that through

the green fuse drives the flower, drives me to try and fail

again to conceive, which turns the leaves green, my eyes green,

everything greening and growing before my scaffolding

is in place. Again this year I’ve failed, but I haven’t been outside

in eight weeks without precautions against “the sickness”

as we’ve come to call it in our house, long days spent only

with my children, four and six, and my husband. A surly demand,

a dropped dish, misplaced keys, and I find myself wearing a crown

of overtowering rage, like the sun’s corona flaring,

the outermost layers of atmosphere flung violently into space,

invisible to most instruments except during a total solar eclipse,

as in 1869, when scientists detected a spectral green line,

possible indication of a new element they called coronium,

but in 1943, that grassy green was identified as iron

in a forbidden transition, half its electrons stripped away

by heat exceeding a million degrees. The world is burning

while I drift in a bubble of comfort but seized by anger

day after day until one evening I step out to find the peonies

that have managed to stay upright now reach my hips,

the pinks already perfuming the air, the whites still closed

tighter than a fist. The next morning I wake

with my grandmother’s voice in my ears, something

about mislaid glasses, and for long moments, I can’t recall

if she’s dead or alive. When I remember she’s gone,

I sob, unable to control my shudders, waking my daughter

who uncurls from my side and asks, “Why are you crying?”

How to explain the weight of loss pressing down

after a brief reprieve. The weight of a knee on a neck.

Children in detention while pandemic spreads. I don’t.

Instead I say, “I miss my grandmother who died.”

She gently pats my cheeks, then presses her forehead

against mine, so close all I see is the dark Cyclopean

blur of her eyes. Maybe it’s better to be unmoored

by rage and grief, to burn away that which binds us,

enriching the earth, making space for new growth.

Maybe my inability to cage a living thing isn’t

a failing at all. Better to let the green drive us

in a wild unfettered tangle, blooming or not,

to feel the comfort of my daughter’s touch, the renewal

of pain a small price for my grandmother alive again

in my mind while the peonies dive headfirst into the dirt.

Source: Poetry (July/August 2021)

#HYEJUNG KOOK #spring #pregnancy loss #miscarriage #women poets #peony #gardening #covid poems

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ystrike1 · 20 days

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Elegant Desire - By Kim jong-geon (8/10)

The world of music is cutthroat everywhere. Even in the traditional orchestra world. Our protagonist is a bad person who lives in the past. When she sees her first love again she vows to win his love, even though he's completely uninterested. Another man encourages her to pursue this fruitless love, hoping that she'll eventually rely on him.

Be prepared.

Kim Solhui is not a good person. That's a hard hurtle for a lot of readers, who may have trouble sympathizing with her.

The beginning of her story is tragic though.

She was good with her instrument, the viola. She was also very pretty. A handsome pianist was super in love with her too. Her life was shaping into something good.

Sadly, she was targeted by a woman named Im Sojung. Sojung wasn't a talented viola player, but she is an amazing marketer and producer.

She targets Solhui out of envy. Plus, she wants a certain handsome pianist. He has a good stage aura.

She wants to become the perfect, successful made-for-tv couple with him.

The only problem is Solhui. Handsome piano boy loves her.

I would love to tell you that Solhui rises above it all. I would love to tell you that the rumors Sojung spreads didn't stick. I would love to tell you she didn't give up on her career because everyone mysteriously believed she was sleeping with the bosses.

I can't do that, because the rumors won.

Solhui lost her budding romance and her passion-fueled career. On top of that the handsome Yoonho marries Sojung, even though he's still in love with Solhui.

All for money.

Solhui sees him on TV sometimes, laughing with Sojung and a fat wallet.

It's enough to drive anyone crazy, but it's no excuse for her behavior.

She sees her first love, Woojae, with an older woman. That older woman is his employer.

Solhui immediately loses it. She wants to "save him from the ugly cougar". She wants to be his savior in general, because he saved her from bullies in high school. She imagines this bright new future with her very first love.....but he's cold to her.

Solhui blames the other woman, like Woojae is somehow cheating on her, even though they haven't been close for years.

The loss of her career has clearly affected her psyche, but that never gets addressed in a healthy way.

Hyejung Shin is the perfect villainess to blame. She was a country girl. She married an extremely rich man. She drinks all day and she has wild sex with her driver, Woojae. She's also not very close to her son, Heewon, who is very lonely because both of his parents are cold to him.

Solhui finds an opportunity in Heewon.

Heewon wants to learn how to play the viola.

Woojae refuses to even befriend her, so she decides to become Heewon's music teacher to stay close to her true goal.

Woojae.

Solhui constantly looks down on Hyejung for cheating, even though the wealthy (and abusive) husband cheats as well. She acts like Woojae is somehow trapped, even though the hookups are consensual....but something is wrong...

Is Woojae using Hyejung?

Woojae was best friends with Solhui. Why is he treating her like air?

Woojae saved Solhui from her bullies, but he couldn't save himself. He was once part of a perfect family, but then his father abandoned his mother.

His mother started to beat him with bottles.

Woojae decided to kill his old self.

His mother eventually left too.

He was all alone. So he made a new life as a sugar baby servant in the big city.

But is that all?

Hyejung is mysteriously connected to Woojae and Solhui's hometown somehow.

It's all very mysterious.

Also, Heewon is a yandere. He fell in love with Solhui before the main story began. He fell in love with her viola talent and her beauty. When she becomes his teacher he already knows how to play. He copied her passion out of admiration and love, and he gets attached really easily.

Solhui is only half decent to him, but that's enough.

He willingly becomes a pawn in her game to win Woojae, because he knows Woojae. Woojae is no longer capable of honestly loving someone, so he knows Solhui will give up and need to be comforted by someone...

Maybe a nice, rich, younger man....

Woojae is the most miserable character of them all. I think he (maybe) killed his mom in self defense, but that's just a theory.

Honestly, Solhui should leave him alone.

Her weird obsession with who he used to be (as a teenager) is cringe at best and creepy if you think about it for a second.

Of course he remembers Solhui, and his happy memories with her, but he's literally not that guy anymore. He's freaking thirty.

Solhui needs to grow up.

Heewon does know about the affair, and hes suspicious of Woojae. He's not super close with his mom, but he does love her.

Solhui's deranged plot to break up Woojae and Hyejung's hookup relationship reveals some unexpected secrets.

Heewon doesn't want his mother to get hurt. Plus he wants Woojae gone so he can start seducing Solhui.

Woojae is in the way.

He's a mysterious, depressed, handsome guy who refuses to get attached to anyone. He's willing to sleep with Hyejung for work, and he seems empty on the inside.

Heewon doesn't care.

He just wants Woojae gone.

Solhui starts to feel a little guilty about using Heewon...but it's too late.

Heewon isn't some innocent kid.

He's more talented than her too.

With him by her side she can have a future in music again.

How deep is her love for Woojae?

Is she just depressed?

Does she need to move on?

Maybe the secrets Woojae won't let go of aren't a big deal.

Heewon keeps enabling her to keep her around, but he's causing a butterfly effect.

I don't think we're ready to see the disturbing secrets Hyejung has been hiding under her drinking, and her torrid affair.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #stalker #elegant desire

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loviwonnie · 9 months

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—COOL WITH YOU

006. poor girl got hated for being hot (written + 0.8k words)

you have a dance practice today with your team, therefore, you went to the store in advance and bought snacks so that you would have something to eat. after filling the bags with a bunch of stuff, you happily walked back to school.

you've missed this routine so much. spending school days with friends, having lunch in the school cafeteria, dancing after school, and tired but happy to go home. you missed it so much while living in a completely different continent for a year.

“can't wait to go home, i am so tired” gyuvin groaned and barely walked, holding heavy bags in his hands.

“we haven't even started,” haerin looked at him sceptically and lightly slapped him on the back.

“don't be a bore, gyuvin. i know you missed it too,” wonyoung exclaimed and yes, she was right.

gyuvin, your childhood best friend, missed those days when you were with them and lay tired together on the floor in the studio. even though he doesn't talk about missing you, but shows it with his actions. he would repeat your habits or eat your favourite snacks, as taki has noticed.

“yes, i did,” he rolls his eyes and shyly grins.

but before the practice, you had one more class so you patiently waited until the end of the school. however, something didn't let you focus properly on the lesson. you only had to turn around once to see jungwon who was looking at you and turned away as soon as you caught him. ‘that's strange’ you thought and got back to your work.

after a few hours of chemistry class, you finally got free and headed to the sports hall. your friends were already there, waiting only for you, so without wasting any time you went to the studio. it was not so far from the sports hall, so you guys arrived fast.

“he was just looking at you?” taki asked you, after hearing your story of what happened in chemistry class.

“no, he was staring!” you exclaimed and wanted to say something more, but some female voices and laughter you heard from the studio immediately caught your attention. “does someone have to be there at this time?” you asked, looking confused at your friends.

“uhm no, at this time, the studio should be free for us,” wonyoung checked the time on her phone and had a confused expression as everyone else.

you carefully opened the door and saw a bunch of girls in cheerleader uniforms. they all looked at you with some strange expressions on their faces and the girl who was standing in the middle was approaching you with slow steps.

“hyejung, what are you doing here? today is tuesday, our time to use this studio,” wonyoung got closer to her and the smirk on Hyejung's face pissed her off.

“why can't we use the studio? don't be so greedy,” she rolled her eyes.

jungwon and his friends who were passing by the studio stopped at the door after hearing sounds from inside.

“but we have indicated the day and time when we will use the studio, haven't we?” haerin stepped forward and stood beside wonyoung.

“oh please shut up, it's not a big deal,” hyejung crossed her arms and this is when you lost your patience, after quietly standing and observing the whole situation.

“that's enough, hyejung, right? sorry, didn't quite catch your name. haerin clearly said that you discussed the time of using the studio. i don't know why you would prefer to practice in this small studio rather than in a large sports hall where all of you, 15 people, would fit. even so, you are embarrassing yourselves for not keeping your words and being irresponsible, hence it makes you look disrespectful and dishonest,” you confidently ended your speech, looking at how hyejung’s face began to boil and blush with anger and shame, probably.

she was speechless, everyone were. even jungwon and his friends who were standing outside and listening to it all. yet they were incredibly amazed by your determination and confidence. hyejung walked out from that place with her fellow cheerleaders. she was startled to see jungwon behind outside of the studio and got annoyed as soon as she saw niki’s, ricky’s, hanni’s, and eunchae’s smirks.

“omg yn, you are insane! insanely cool!” taki hugged you behind your back and you couldn't help but smile at your friend's compliments of you putting hyejung in her place.

still smiling, you noticed several people standing at the door out of the corner of your eyes and immediately met with jungwon’s gaze, who was both surprised and impressed. however, your eye contact was interrupted because of eunchae who ran into your studio.

“yn!!! that was amazing! you are so cool,” she exclaimed with so much joy and just stood there admiring you.

“she is really something else,” you grinned and again caught jungwon staring at you.

“okay eunchae, we have to practice now” you walked the youngest to the door and closed it, giving her and the others a last wave.

“hyejung deserved that, yn should get a reward for doing god's job,” niki said, walking slowly down the hallway along with his friends.

“yeah, someone had to do it and i am glad that it was yn” hanni agreed with him still remembering hyejung’s face that was as red as a tomato.

“alright guys, i have to go now, my extra classes are starting soon” jungwon suddenly declared and left.

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khiphop-discussions · 1 month

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What are some fun facts or funny/wholesome khiphop stories, events, whatever they may be that you heard of? I feel like I always see the tea and beef but nothing else somehow 😆

Hold on let me think back. I think I've talked about most of these before but they are scattered across different years and posts:

Giriboy thought he was the best rapper in Korea until he heard Lil Boi (I think Giriboy said this when he was the producer on SMTM)

Epik High was at a phone store a LONG time ago (NOTE: Epik High used to kinda be assholes sometimes back in the earlier days). A lady came in to get a new phone screen or a screen protector (can't remember which). DJ Tukutz just said out loud "Just buy a new one". The lady just walked out without finishing any transactions. It turns out that lady was Kang Hyejung (Actress/Tablo's wife)! I guess it didn't leave TOO bad of an impression as Tablo and Hyejung were still able to get married and have a family later when they officially met BUT I wonder how awkward it was when Tukutz actually met her officially. Also if he ever apologized for being a jerk LOL . I'm honestly shocked AF she didn't tell him off cause Tablo has told other stories about her before and she seems to have a strong personality. Maybe she wasn't in the mood that day or she was just embarrassed. I can't remember where this story was told. Probably an interview or a variety show.

When DPR Live/Dabin worked at a Subway when he first came to Korea, Christian used to always come in and get the most basic sandwich. Like turkey/ham (can't remember exactly which meat. maybe both), lettuce, and then other basic sandwich ingredients. Dabin wanted to make something more fancy but Christian just liked the basic sandwich. Story told on IG live w/ Christian and Live

The Quiett gave the TERRBLE advice to LeellaMarz that he shouldn't save any money until he turns 30. I'm honestly shocked The Quiett would give such terrible advice like this but then again, younger Quiett did seem like he spent excessively too. Leella has actually been listening to that advice too. He has 3 luxury cars and doesn't save. HOWEVER, Leella comes from money so I guess it's not really an issue. I can't remember the jobs but both of his parents have good, well respected jobs. This story was told on Psick show.

Changmo complained about his relationships (and potentially other life struggles) so much that eventually The Quiett got annoyed. IT was just an sigh tbh but apprently that's more frustration than anyone else in Ambition has ever seen The Quiett show. I can't remember where this was but it might be from the "Tomorrows Hangover" episode with Changmo, Ash Island, and Hash Swan

Queen Wasabii used to have a crush on the YouTuber/Variety Star Dex when they were doing the show Bloody Game 1 together (I don't really like wasabii but this story is cute so I put it). This was shown on Bloody Game 1.

When Yun B was on Bloody Game 2, he was kidnapped by the outdoors team and taken to the forest. This was done while he was sleeping in the middle of the night. So he was still in his underwear when they took him. He didn't think he'd be gone long when they woke him up. Luckily he took a backpack and it had some of his clothes in it LOL. This was shown on Bloody Game 2.

Ash Island slipped and fell while he was performing "Melody" at one of the festivals last year. I can't remember which one but it's still on Youtube if you wanna go look. It's the outside festival and I think he was wearing all Black.

YEARS ago I was in B-Free's IG live and he was talking about Dok2's old hairline. I typed "Don't make fun of/talk about that boy" (I can't remember whether I said "don't talk about" or "don't make fun of") in the comments. I was just kidding and put LOL and everything but I guess B-Free thought I was serious. So he was like "Oh my bad, I'm sorry". Then I started to feel bad because I felt like I was killing the vibe LOL. He was also saying that BeWhy's hair looked painted on LOL. (Again this was a SUPER long time ago. Probably 2016 or 2017).

[The wholesome/heartwarming part] Coogie said Code Kunst is his role model now that he's in AOMG. [The not so wholesome but funny part] When Code Kunst asked why not Kian84 or Simon D. Coogie said that Kian is a writer and Simon D is handsome... He thinks him and Code Kunst are on the same tier lookswise so that's why he chooses him.

REALLY old Khiphop stuff but Masta Wu and Danny Im (1tym) used to be really close to the level of a bromance LOL. Obviously Danny and Teddy Park were really close back then but I didn't know that Masta Wu was that type LOL. But I guess it checks out cause Wu told Danny that Danny "taught him humility" when Danny was leaving Korea for the US. From Danny From LA show

More REALLY old Khiphop stuff but YG Entertainment used to have a ping pong tournament back in the days (seems like this story was at some point during the 2nd gen kpop days but possibly from before). It was fun but apparently people got too serious. Teddy went and bought a professional paddle and started kicking everyone's ass. So then EVERYONE participating at YG had to go buy a professional paddle so it wasn't so unbalanced. I don't remember who ended up winning. From Danny Im's podcast

Loopy scolded one of the mkitain members (I think Bloo but maybe it was more than one member) in front of Kid Milli. The story seemed serious when it was told but I just think it's funny to get scolded in front of Kid Milli. It was probably so awkward for everyone. I think this was old during the Mkitwon series.

Apparently, Cha Cha ends up getting more girls if him and Jay go out together. from Ben Baller's OLD podcast. I don't even know if this episode with Jay is still available or not.

I can't think of anything else right now but I think this is a nice list.

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