A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 142

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Regression Manual for an Idol Who Lost Their Original Intentions Chapter 142

 

 

 

 

 

#142

 

 

 

“KICKS doesn’t overlap with our promotion period again. What a shame, this song is really good so we could’ve properly crushed them.”

 

Ryu Jaehee clicked his tongue in disappointment after seeing news of KICKS’ comeback.

 

“It’s good that we don’t overlap so we don’t have to see their faces.”

 

When I replied indifferently, Ryu Jaehee blinked his eyes.

 

“Whoa, hyung, why did you suddenly become so generous toward KICKS?”

 

“From what I saw, it was probably from that time. When Eden hyung brought Korean beef with a self-sacrificing spirit.”

 

“Did you perhaps develop feelings when you hugged them then?”

 

“Are you guys idiots? I hugged them so tightly because I was letting go of my feelings.”

 

I clicked my tongue and downed the water bottle in one shot.

 

“Isn’t it usually the opposite?”

 

“Yeah yeah, not for me.”

 

I replied curtly while constantly glancing at Gyeon Hajun.

 

We had a cold war over that and barely made up, so are you adding fuel to the fire again, you damn bastards?

 

“But Eden hyung, do you still have song production left to do? You must be tired from choreography practice, but you go to the studio every day lately. You outsourced the remaining songs.”

 

“It’s not our production work. There’s something else.”

 

Navy. The group that received before my regression.

 

The condition of being a boy group from a small company without abundant capital was similar to Rev, but unlike us who debuted with some strange song, they rose to rookie status as soon as they debuted with my song.

 

Although has now become Rev’s song completely, those guys did nothing wrong, so shouldn’t I take some responsibility?

 

Thanks to that, I’ve been getting headaches lately trying to compose a song that feels similar to yet distinctly different.

 

“You seem to be having insomnia again lately…”

 

Ryu Jaehee muttered worriedly.

 

“Still, it’s better than when I had that slump last time. Now I at least get some sleep occasionally, but back then I really couldn’t sleep at all.”

 

As I grumbled while rubbing my dry eyes, Ryu Jaehee quietly added.

 

“How about getting a prescription for sleeping pills-”

 

“No.”

 

I cut him off coldly.

 

I absolutely hated sleeping pills. I just felt repulsed by them.

 

“But where did my combat instructor hat go? I was going to take it to the practice room tomorrow but I can’t see it.”

 

“Isn’t it in the washing machine?”

 

“Hey, how long has it been since you washed that thing and you’re washing it again? Oh, are you avoiding eye contact? Kim Dobin, was it you?”

 

“No! I really didn’t do it! I only clapped saying it was a good idea next to the person who suggested it!”

 

“Then who suggested it?”

 

Kim Dobin pressed his lips tightly shut and shook his head vigorously.

 

“Oh, Doby. Am I easier to deal with than whoever suggested it? If it wasn’t Hajun who suggested it, be prepared.”

 

“I absolutely cannot say it was Yehyeon hyung!”

 

When I glared and threw a threatening warning, Kim Dobin squeezed his eyes shut and confessed honestly.

 

I knew it would be him. Frowning, I flung open the door and shouted.

 

“Ah, hyung! What are you trying to do!”

 

Seo Yehyeon with platinum blonde dyed hair groggily got up from bed.

 

His visuals were so good that the stylist who had avoided dyeing Seo Yehyeon’s hair saying black hair suited him best would regret all their previous choices.

 

By the way, I finally protected my hair from dyeing. Thanks to that, I could promote with black hair this time. The days of wearing a hat backwards and being careful about hair color spoilers were now goodbye.

 

“Yawn, if you’re going to yell, knock first before coming in.”

 

“This is my room too, what knock. And why did you throw someone else’s hat in the washing machine without permission?”

 

“I get PTSD every time I see that red hat.”

 

“Oh, did you go to the military without me knowing?”

 

“No, recording studio PTSD. I wanted to burn it but I nicely washed it instead, so let’s compromise.”

 

Seo Yehyeon, who had been lying down with a tired-to-death expression, suddenly sat up again.

 

“Since we’re talking about it, let’s switch rooms. Isn’t it about time we switched rooms?”

 

Since I was too lazy to play games, we decided on rooms with the simplest and fairest ladder game.

 

The result was…

 

 

 

Yoon Eden – Kim Dobin

 

Seo Yehyeon – Ryu Jaehee

 

Gyeon Hajun

 

 

 

“Jun, want to switch rooms?”

 

At my question and Kim Dobin’s desperate gaze, Gyeon Hajun smiled and firmly shook his head.

 

“Since it turned out this way, try getting closer to Doby.”

 

I hurriedly put my arm on Kim Dobin’s shoulder and tried to act as friendly as possible.

 

“We’re really close though? So close that we don’t need to make an effort to get closer, right Doby?”

 

When I raised my eyebrows meaning he should agree quickly, Kim Dobin creaked and then desperately nodded and shouted.

 

“Yes yes, of course! We’re really close! So please, the room…”

 

“Doby, you need to learn some acting.”

 

Gyeon Hajun grinned and heartlessly went into his room to get his stuff.

 

Next to Kim Dobin who was lying face down in despair, I too sat there blankly with a dazed expression. My dream of a private room again…

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Concept photo and music video filming day.

 

The place we arrived to film our music video was actually an overseas set. The power of winning first place on a music show was this great. Of course, even though we also won on a music show, before regression was filmed domestically.

 

Standing in front of a background with measurement marks for mugshot filming, we were busy measuring heights while the shoot was being prepared.

 

“Hey hey, stand up straight. Doby, don’t stand on your tiptoes. Everyone can see.”

 

“No way, that doesn’t make sense! There’s no way I have this much of a height difference with Jaehee!”

 

“No, this guy is similar to me now. He grew a lot again in just a few months.”

 

When I placed my hand on top of Ryu Jaehee’s head, who was now almost as tall as me, Ryu Jaehee smiled proudly.

 

We started filming individual shots first before taking group photos.

 

I stood in front of the background holding a board with my name and prisoner number. With handcuffs on one hand, I held the board crookedly and lifted my chin.

 

The outfits were fashionably styled prisoner jumpsuit and rider jacket, these two versions.

 

The piercings hanging from my ears swayed heavily. This is why I don’t like dangling piercings, tsk.

 

After finishing the shoot with a thoroughly delinquent posture and expression, I watched the members’ shoots.

 

Seo Yehyeon, who looked at the camera with a relaxed smile, was doing a pictorial shoot by himself rather than a concept photo. The platinum blonde hair revealed instead of his familiar black hair added to the sense of alienation.

 

Ryu Jaehee, who dyed his hair silver, also looked quite different from his previous gentle youngest member appearance, perhaps because his baby fat had completely disappeared. I blinked at the sense of déjà vu I felt from his crooked smile at the camera.

 

“The youngest is smiling like Eden hyung…”

 

Thanks to Kim Dobin’s muttering, I realized what that déjà vu was. The habit of sweeping his bangs up when annoyed too, that guy secretly copies me a lot.

 

Kim Dobin finished filming with a competitive – in other words, show-off – delinquent concept.

 

Gyeon Hajun pulled off the ‘smiling but you don’t know what he’s thinking mastermind’ concept well.

 

After finishing filming including group shots, we gathered together for monitoring.

 

“Didn’t this one come out better?”

 

“I think this one came out better!”

 

“Ah, don’t just pick the ones where only you look good!”

 

“Hey hey, you cheeky brats. The director is here, are you raising your voices again?”

 

“Sorry…”

 

Unlike the youngest line who were fiercely competing to pick cuts where they looked better, the three of us had no thoughts. Because we looked good in any cut anyway.

 

And then music video filming began.

 

Called to film my individual cut, I blinked in confusion at the bike placed in front of me.

 

“Eden, do you happen to know how to ride a bike?”

 

“A bike? I do have a driver’s license, but I don’t have a separate moped or Class 2 small motorcycle license.”

 

I never even thought about getting a Class 2 small motorcycle license since they said it was a shortcut to the grave if you got into an accident. Thanks to that, the bike was changed to a sports car.

 

I found out later that Seo Yehyeon took the bike I gave up and filmed with it. Apparently he got his Class 2 small motorcycle license when he was twenty. I thought he was a model student who wouldn’t even glance at motorcycles, but it was fucking unexpected.

 

After finishing today’s filming and returning to the dormitory, Manager Hyung called Seo Yehyeon over and said,

 

“Yehyeon, you got a drama filming schedule proposal, so they want you to review it and let them know your decision.”

 

Drama, if it’s a drama… Before Seo Yehyeon could answer, I urgently interrupted.

 

“Let me think about it and get back to you, Hyung!”

 

“No, Eden, I’m talking to Yehyeon, not you…”

 

“Yeah, I know!”

 

Seo Yehyeon, who was dragged over with a displeased face, whipped around to look at me and asked,

 

“What’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?”

 

“Hyung, do you really want to do acting?”

 

“It would be nice if I could.”

 

“No. Don’t do it.”

 

“Honestly, I also think Yehyeon Hyung acting is a bit…”

 

When Ryu Jaehee also slipped in to chime in, Seo Yehyeon’s expression started getting worse and worse. Judging that this would lead to another discord rumor, I urgently took action.

 

Eventually, we gathered in the hotel room that Gyeon Hajun and I shared together and started a meeting.

 

“I hereby call the 230th Rev meeting to order.”

 

“What the hell did we do to already be at the 230th meeting?”

 

“The last meeting was about whether sprinkling honey mustard on chicken breast is okay vs not okay.”

 

Throughout our comeback preparations, we had to eat only salads and chicken breast in the name of dieting, but we got sick of that dry texture, so as a special measure, the Youngest Line and I sprinkled honey mustard on our chicken breast, which led to Seo Yehyeon’s shock asking what the hell we were doing and the start of a meeting.

 

That meeting ended in less than 10 minutes with Seo Yehyeon’s nagging to look up the calories in honey mustard just once. Well, I didn’t know honey mustard had that many calories.

 

Quite displeased with this situation, Seo Yehyeon sat with his arms crossed and a sulky face.

 

“But isn’t accepting schedules up to Yehyeon Hyung? Is there a reason you’re going as far as holding a meeting to stop him?”

 

“That’s what I’m saying.”

 

Seo Yehyeon added with a displeased attitude.

 

At Gyeon Hajun’s question, I recalled ‘that incident’ from before the regression that made even me, who hadn’t particularly favored Seo Yehyeon, feel sympathy for him.

 

Before the regression, Seo Yehyeon appeared in that drama only to return with the nicknames “bad acting idol” and “robot idol.”

 

After filming that drama, while advertisement requests came in for Seo Yehyeon, no acting schedules came in.

 

With acting skills that wouldn’t improve no matter how much he attended acting academy, even when drama or movie schedules did come in, Seo Yehyeon’s side would cut them off first.

 

But how could I say this! How could I tell him to his face that he acts so terribly that he becomes a laughingstock! Of course I could say it, but then my favorability rating would drop!

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