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Take two screenshot to get the photocards from Rise as one Rising version!
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And now take two screenshots for the loving version!
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You can repost your draws below to see if they've got an autograph or any special info on them
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B:ONE LOVE LIFE
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Before going ahead and giving all the info on the boys, I must warn that this post contains topics like sasaengs, and power imbalance. If you don't feel comfortable with it please don't read it, even though it was barely spoken about because I'll get more in depth about it in further posts.
For those who are still interested in the post, let's go ahead.
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Kyungmin + Jiwon (2021 โ€“ )
They met in the Gaon Chart Music Awards as both B:ONE and Starborn were in the awards, they both performed on it, and they were seated near each other. Both groups became friends, but they were closer, sadly because of the pandemic they couldn't get around too much for a while. They started dating in 2023, and they've been soft-launching the relationship ever since the beginning of this year, sadly B:ONE entered in hiatus this year so they could go on military service (at least the Korean line) so there's not much content nowadays... At least from Kyungmin's side.
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Kohya + Minseo (2022 - ????)
Kohya baby please get out of there!! (I love torturing fictional people) We all know when and how they've met, so let's move to other info. Kohya did actually ask her to be his girlfriend after some talking, they started dating that same year. She knows how to play her cards right and she did so well she had him falling head first. Everything started really well for them actually, though she was a bit (a lot, but in subtle ways) controlling, and Kohya sometimes felt asphyxiated by it, but everything was great. BUT THEN Kohya discovered that she's his sasaeng around 2023. He's on hiatus now, so he's fully using that time to get out of it in a way that doesn't harm his career.
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Inwoo + Xiaoting (2022)
2022 was a crazy year for B:ONE! Inwoo got into some fake relationship after some controversy about his sexuality, especially talking about his relationship with Sanghoon, and wakeone was in their normal shit, so both companies thought it was a good idea to have them fake date. It was a disaster from the beginning, both because it started fanwars on the daily, and because neither was really on board. They became friends, and they would've been a great couple... If only they liked each other. Don't get me wrong, they don't hate each other, they just don't like each other like that. It ended quickly, just a statement and then they just kept talking about each other but as friends, which keeps delulu shippers. Nowadays, Inwoo is single.
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Taeseok + Byungchan (2017 โ€“ ????)
Poor Taeseok has it hard. He was kinda forced into dating the man, and Byungchan really did everything in his power to get the newest pretty idol Ad Astra debuted. Taeseok hated it but he didn't want to find out if it was true that he could make the group to be scrapped and to ban them from the industry, so he hoped Byungchan would get tired of him whenever a new group was set to debut. Sadly it didn't happen for quite a while and Taeseok fell for absolutely not even the bare minimum, so nowadays they have an on and off relationship that no one knows about.
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Sanghoon & Hao (single line)
They're single, and quite honestly, scared of searching for love. Like one of them got a sasaeng, another in a PR scandal... They're keeping it safe. Plus Sanghoon got to do military service this year so poor man he's not focused on that. Hao is just vibing, has no idea of dating or anything.
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Setting: circa 2022
Starring: Song Minseo, Hasegawa Kohya, mentions of Kim Taeseok
Word Count: 2.4k
In which Kohya is desperately craving genuine connections, and Eunji craves to be near him.
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There was a small cafeteria Kohya liked to go to ever since his trainee days, one that was conveniently close to the company, and it was secluded enough that he could have his coffee and pastries alone. Being the last day before promotions, the Japanese man wanted to enjoy a few minutes of watching the scenery of the people coming and going with the Han river in the background.
Big windows allowed the sun of the morning to illuminate the building naturally, while showing the already busy life of Seoul to those who were sitting inside on their comfortable chairs or armchairs. Kohya took a deep breath, letting the smell of coffee and fresh pastries fill in as he looked at the tables, which were mostly unoccupied, waiting for his name to be called.
As soon as he heard his name, Kohya grabbed his tray and started walking, knowing the spot he wanted to take without even checking if it was already occupied. He was more focused on his food and thinking about getting a few other pieces of cake for his group mates when his coffee cup and blackberry cake flew out of his tray and stray into the blouse of a young... Girl? Woman? Kohya couldn't really say, she looked like a puppy who had been screamed at.
She was drinking an iced tea, or was planning to, as both her tea and the cupcake she was planning to eat ended on his shirt. Out of curiosity, and because he didn't have any idea of what else to say, he tried the blueish cream in his red plaid shirt and part of his jacket. It was coincidentally blueberry too.
โ€œYou like blueberries too?โ€ He asked, earning a confused look from the girl who seemed way too worried about what he could say to her.
Kohya wondered for a moment if she recognized him from being an idol, but then he thought about the accidental mess he made by not looking where he was walking, and he believed she was just worried about him lashing out on her.
โ€œYes, I do. Though I like mangoes more.โ€ She answered shyly, not sure about how to answer a question so random and unexpected that she could barely believe those were his first words to her.
โ€œWhy didn't you get something mango flavored then?โ€ The japanese man asked, frowning as he looked back at the frosting in his shirt, which was blue, and tasted like blueberries too.
โ€œI'm sorry if this seems rude, but uh... Why are you worrying about it when I dumped all my food on you?โ€
Kohya looked at her again, giving her a sheepish smile before he grabbed a coffee-soaked napkin and cleaned his fingers on it. A finger coated on coffee was better than one full of cupcake frosting.
โ€œI'm sure it wasn't intentional so I don't think it'll do any good to dwell on it. But I'm sure the coffee was hot and that wasn't nice... Gimme a second, I'll go get my t-shirt off and I'll give it to you.โ€
โ€œWait, no, there's no need, it's loose enough for me to not feel it. I have a sweater too so I can just...โ€
โ€œAlright, go get changed and I'll get us new orders.โ€ The japanese boy said as he moved to the side, ready to clean up the mess that, in his eyes, it was his fault.
โ€œYou don't need to, seriously, it's no problem.โ€ The girl quickly spoke, trying to stop him from doing so.
โ€œBut I want to, please allow me toโ€
โ€œOkay, okay, but only because you really seem to want to do something. I'll have a peach iced tea and another blueberry cupcake.โ€ She said, walking to a table on the opposite side of the coffee shops grabbing her sweater and walking to the bathroom so she could get changed.
Kohya got himself on the line once again, and as it was very short, he quickly got to order, finding out that everyone behind the counter had heard and seen what happened, therefore they were all waiting for him with his order and hers, plus a good stash of napkins so he could try and clean up. He left both trays in the nearest table while he dabbed on his clothes in an attempt at cleaning those clothes from the cupcake mess at least. But messes are meant to be messes and the stain clung onto it, making him end with only a white t-shirt... He had only to hope no more incidents happened.
Then, the woman came out of the bathroom. Kohya watched her walk to him, and he couldn't help but examine her a bit more. She reminded him of puppies, and her soft smile felt comforting in a way he didn't understand. Then she saw him, and her smile got wider, making him smile at her and wait for her less anxiously.
She was pretty, she seemed nice, and didn't seem to recognize him from the group, which was more important than the first two things he noticed, so he was happy to have this break from his daily life.
โ€œI'm sorry I took so long in the bathroom, there was people... And it isn't exactly easy to change in cubicles.โ€ She said in a soft tone, not letting Kohya know if she was teasing or genuinely apologizing, but he knew she was to pay him back. โ€œI've memorized how much the order is, so no need to worry.โ€
The Japanese man looked down at the money, and thought that 8.500 won wouldn't make him richer or poorer, so he gently denied it, pushing her hand softly to her.
โ€œIt's nothing, don't worry, you don't need to pay me back.โ€
โ€œI insist, please, take the money, itโ€™s only fair after I made you pay back for your breakfast and mine.โ€
โ€œNo, donโ€™t worryโ€ฆโ€ He let the sentence hang in the air, hoping she would understand he was hoping sheโ€™d say her name.
โ€œSong Minseo.โ€
โ€œMinseo-ssi, itโ€™s my fault so Iโ€™ll pay.โ€ He said before sitting down, looking at the girl inviting her to sit in front of him and eat breakfast with him.
Minseo did so, sitting in front of her and grabbing her plastic cup of tea, taking a sip before looking back at him. Only then he realized he hadnโ€™t introduced himself, so used to everyone knowing him that he wasnโ€™t used to introducing himself if it wasnโ€™t in schedules, or being interrupted to be told that they definitely knew who he was.
โ€œHasegawa Kohya, born in 1997. Sorry for not saying my name.โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re my oppa then, I was born in 1998, and you donโ€™t need to apologize, I know this might not be an everyday happening andโ€ฆโ€
The girl started rambling, and Kohya found himself listening to her every word, something he wouldnโ€™t do even with his group members. Maybe it was how cute she looked, or how her eyes seemed to be telling a story with the same emotion her eyes were doing so. Minseo seemed to notice the scrutiny of her persona, as she stopped talking and quickly lowered her head, grabbing her tea and taking a sip from it in an attempt at stopping her face from turning red.
โ€œOppa, you're staring at me.โ€ Minseo said as she stopped talking suddenly, forgetting all about the story she was telling him. โ€œDo I have something?โ€
โ€œNo, not at all, I was just...โ€ He tried to think of a word that would work, without sounding like a creep. โ€œI zone out when I pay attention, I'm sorry.โ€
He could've told her that he was appreciating her beauty, that he found her pretty, but he didn't do any of those, since he didn't know how she'd react, and more importantly, he didn't think he'd have to say those things. Maybe because he was expecting the part where she would tell him she knows who she is in some way, maybe by mentioning the group, or some subtle thing she'd say or do for that.
โ€œWhat about you?โ€ Minseo asked, quickly interrupting the Japanese's train of thought. โ€œI spoke a lot, but you barely did, and I want to know you.โ€
โ€œI don't what to say, honestly I'm more of a listener than a talker.โ€
โ€œYou can tell me anything you want, about why did you come to Korea, or your favorite music, what did you get for breakfast again... Anything.โ€
Minseo got both elbows on the table, and then got her chin on her hands, showing him that he had her full attention. There was something in her focused eyes that became slightly familiar to Kohya, though he wasn't able to pinpoint from where, so he quickly moved onto the question.
The Japanese man spoke vaguely about him getting to South Korea, how he missed his family because he hadn't seen him for more than a day ever since he became a trainee... Without saying he was a trainee. He also spoke about the fear of his Korean never being good enough, how he liked to go to that coffee shop because of its tranquility, and many other things that Minseo seemed to be eagerly listening to.
It was strange for him, to be heard like that without any other intention than getting to know him better, he had almost forgotten what it was like to be a normal person, and it almost made him wonder if being an idol was really worth it.
The answer was that he loved being an idol, and he loved his group like they were a second family, but he missed having a connection without worrying about it being genuine, or if they were just a fan trying to live off some kind of dream.
โ€œWhat kind of music do you like?โ€ Kohya asked, worrying that all along he had been oversharing to the wrong kind of person.
โ€œwell, uh... I like western music? I like female artists mostly, and a few girl groups as well. I think I've heard some boy groups but, uh... I'd say no boy group caught my attention either.โ€
Kohya tried to not make his happiness too obvious, after all he didn't want her to realize he was an idol, at least not yet. Maybe they could become friends after that, and he would finally have someone else, someone outside a world where you could be criticized for having a friend who's more famous than one.
โ€œWhat about you? What do you like listening to?โ€
โ€œWell I... โ€ The boy bit his lip as he thought, trying to remember when was the last time he heard something that wasn't his voice or his group mates singing. โ€œI listen mostly to kpop, obviously. But in specifics... Yeah, I like girl groups more, though I could show you some boy groups, if you want?โ€ Of course, none of them would be B:ONE.
โ€œOh I'd like that!โ€ Minseo was quick to answer, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically, but it only made them both let out a chuckle.
They kept talking while they finished their breakfast, with Kohya's coffee already lukewarm, and Minseoโ€™s tea watered down thanks to the ice melting. They laughed at that, and laughed at the girl's upper lip full of frosting, and they didn't stop laughing until Kohya received a text from Taeseok, who asked for his whereabouts.
It was only then that he realized he had spent way longer in the coffee shop than he ever had, which made the leader's worry with much reason. Kohya realized that maybe it'd be better for him to go back to the dorms, even if he didn't really go and lose the only person who had treated him normally outside the company.
Yet he had an idea, something he'd probably be scolded by doing so, but it felt so nice to have someone who could understand him, someone who made him feel normal.
โ€œDid something happen, oppa?โ€ Minseo asked, looking at him worried, like she expected him to say that something bad happened to a roommate.
Because Kohya has told her about the rest of the group, but never about them being part of a group. They could all be roommates, it was okay, he didn't say what did they do for a living, so later on he could say that they all lived together because they were idols, if he saw her as worthy.
โ€œOh nothing, my roommate worried because I've been apparently outside for longer than usual...โ€ He answered, sending a quick message to his leader that he'd be going to the company directly and for him to get him spare clothes for dance practice. โ€œAnd I should really get going, which is a shame but...โ€
โ€œBut the world doesn't stop for one's enjoyment. I get it, don't worry... It was nice to talk with you.โ€ Minseoโ€™s smile didn't falter, not even by the fact that their time was ending.
โ€œBut give me your number so I can add you on Kakao.โ€ Kohya quickly said, not wanting to even get up from her seat to tell her so. He didn't want her to go home without knowing that he had enjoyed their time together.
โ€œAre you sure?โ€
โ€œYeah, of course, it's been nice to meet you and I enjoyed our conversation.โ€ He explained, trying his best to not sound like he had second intentions.
Minseo nodded, giving him her number before getting up from her seat, looking at Kohya for a few seconds while trying to decide how to greet him goodbye. The japanese also got up, watching her bow, something he found adorable. He decided then that it was time for him to go, getting the tray back at the counter and turning around to wave goodbye one last time to Minseo, and then he walked out of the door, starting his way to the company.
If he wouldnโ€™t have left first, he wouldโ€™ve seen a mask he knew very well from fansigns, and a leather jacket he hated each time he caught a glimpse of. Minseo grabbed her purse and pulled Kohyaโ€™s photocard from it, quickly getting it on the phonecase, and, making sure no one saw her, she got out of the coffee shop, happy that she had found the Japanese where she knew she would find him.
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Name: Hasegawa Kohya
Stage name: Koya
Birthday: October 5, 1997
Birthplace: Kyoto, Japan
Hometown: Kyoto, Japan
Ethnicity: Japanese
Face Claim: Kose Naoki
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Representative emoji: โ˜€๏ธ
Representative color: Sapphire Blue (#0F52BA)
Fandom name: โ€”
Training time: 4 years and 6 months
Positions: sub rapper, sub dancer, main vocalist
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Family: Hasegawa Genki (father) ; Hasegawa Sadaka (mother) ; a younger brother (Hasegawa Haruki) & an older sister (Hasegawa Himari)
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โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—‚๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ
โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ
โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ณ๐–บ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—„
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ง๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ช๐—’๐—Ž๐—‡๐—€๐—†๐—‚๐—‡
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ฌ๐–บ๐—‘ ๐–จ๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ช๐—ˆ๐—’๐–บ
โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ง๐–บ๐—ˆ
#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–บ๐—…๐—Œ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐–พ๐—‹๐–บ๐—Œ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—Œ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐–บ ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—‚๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ณ๐–บ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—„#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ง๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ช๐—’๐—Ž๐—‡๐—€๐—†๐—‚๐—‡#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ฌ๐–บ๐—‘ ๐–จ๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ช๐—ˆ๐—’๐–บ#โ‡› ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‰ ๐–ผ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œย  โžพ ๐–ง๐–บ๐—ˆ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ#โ•  ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ โ•ฃ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ
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