Album Production (2)

He couldn’t say how the girls would react, but at least that was how Myeongjeon saw it. No matter how he looked at them, these were themes that struggled to rise above the thoughts of immature teenagers.

It couldn’t be helped. In fact, it might have been only natural. These girls were at exactly that age, after all—the age when emotions exploded, self-consciousness grew, and they thought the entire world revolved around them.

“What is it?”

“Huh?”

“You said you were starting to get a feel for it.”

At Iseo’s urging, Myeongjeon opened his mouth, saying, “Um… well, you see,” then closed it again. Could he really tell them this? He tilted his head slightly and tried to speak, but decided it might not be a good idea and shut his mouth again. However, the girls needed to know, so he tried to speak once more, then closed his mouth because it still seemed a little too harsh. After this happened about three times, Iseo’s slightly lowered voice came flying at him.

“There are two ways to make someone frustrated. The first is to leave what you were saying unfinished…”

And then Iseo closed her mouth. Myeongjeon waited for her to continue, but no answer came.

“What’s the second one? Why did you stop talking?”

“You’re doing exactly that right now, Suyeon. Why aren’t you saying anything?”...