LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE AHEAD

yes, this bitch had the time to edit soonyoung pics altogether to make a meme and add some stuff, yes.

- anyway, i'm sorry to leave yall hanging, school has been shit, i had dance contests to practice hard for and i lost a lot of people in my life (some passed away, some broke the connection)
- anyway (2) no, i'm not annoyed at "please update" messages because it actually pushes me to update and be like "shit i have been inactive for two decades now" so thank u everyone. but pls don't attack me everyday ple a s e
- anyway (3), i'm actually really shy because i don't like promoting but ehe h eh e my seventeen ig art account is up! @mini.heart.attacks i have stuff ready to post but i'm still working on a whole svt group artwork yes i make time for this bc im failing anyway and im taking up arts fuck.
- anyway (4) I'd really like to thank all of you for staying with me. truth is, i have developed serious health conditions while i was on hiatus and i kept going in and out of the hospital but guess what? last week i finished all my medical exams and figured out now that i don't need heart surgery!! i suddenly feel like i should live a little more and treasure yall because you're all one of the reasons why im still holding on.
- anyway (5) thanks to rein the ult jihoon stan, i finally made a twitter account for svt purposes and NOT school. hmu @/1996_ksy because i wanna be friends with yall

-ji
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"hyung, does the ice cream taste okay?" dino curiously asked jihoon, who just tried whatever flavor soonyoung got for him. when the small boy hurriedly ran to the bathroom, we exchanged stares. "okay then it's not okay," the youngest puckered his lips. soonyoung laughed as he followed jihoon to the bathroom.

"yo are you okay?" he knocked on the door, after a few seconds, jihoon walked out with a pale face and a towel on his mouth, "what the fuck did you feed me, kwon soonyoung?"

"horse rad-" soonyoung didn't even get to finish his reply because jihoon grabbed a spoonful of the ice cream and started shoving it into the older's mouth. "oh, kinky," seungkwan muttered, but when chan, minghao and i glared at him, he covered his face in shame. two minutes after jihoon tried his best to make soonyoung eat horse radish ice cream, we finally had peace inside the house.

"hyung, i still haven't eaten my ice cream," chan sighed, "I'm just going to eat pasta like our seungkwan hyung." the youngest stood up to go to the kitchen and grab a plate.

when he came back, soonyoung rolled his eyes and muttered, "i spent money on that ice cream, now I'm upsetti spaghetti."

"what the fuck is an upsetti spaghetti?" minghao asked while taking random pictures of himself for instagram, meanwhile, seungkwan was at the back, eating spaghetti.

"uh, i'm suddenly offended," he told while soonyoung continued to fix his hair. "sorry to tell you, seungkwan, but your spaghetti looks sad," the older boy replied, making seungkwan look at his food and shake his head.

"um, no it does not," boo snapped his fingers "spaghetti is for happy events, it's served on birthdays."

"who would want ketchup on pasta for their birthday?"

"excuse you, it's tomato sauce!"

"ketchup is from tomato so it's kind of the same thing!"

"can y'all stop arguing about spaghetti?" jihoon intervened, "nobody cares about the difference between ketchup and tomato sauce. moreover, nobody cares if the fucking spaghetti looks sad, soonyoung! just shut the fuck up!"

"it's because nobody knows the difference," chan chuckled

"ketchup is actually made with tomatoes, vinegar, sugar and spices while tomato sauce is made from tomatoes, oil, meat or vegetable stock and spices," i announced and their jaws dropped in an instant

"oh yes, genius man," seungkwan ran towards me to give me a hug, "this girl is my best friend and she's smart as fuck so y'all wish you were me."

"sorry to break it to you, seungkwan but i have her as a girlfriend so i think you all wish you were me instead," soonyoung chuckled

chan fake coughed, "where's the lie?"

"what did you say?"

"nothing, hyung, i was clearing my throat."

"sure, chan, sure," jihoon laughed out loud, then suddenly dropping his happy mood in a split second, "why are you even here, seungkwan? it's like, half past 1am?" seungkwan sat on the couch with proper posture, crossed legs and hands put together, "i'm here for a proposal about that snake, miss jiwoo."

"shit's gonna be good, spill it," minghao muttered, making soonyoung bat an eye, "hao, since when have you been talking like this?"

"this type of xu minghao comes out at night, hoe. don't act as if you don't know," the boy answered, "anyhao, let's get back to seungkwan. what were you saying?"

seungkwan cleared his throat, "minseul told me something about using the traditional way of exposing someone. so i thought, why not do that to jiwoo?"

"i don't remember telling you that though?" i was unsure

"eh, you did," he rolled his eyes, "we will gather students around again, carry out the plan during school hours. we will expose jiwoo without the use of social media, without the use of anything that she can possibly control. we also shouldn't talk about plans out loud or ever talk about them at all!"

"how do we create a plan if we can't talk about plans, what the fuck is that logic?" minghao asked, making me burst out laughing

"shut the fuck up, i'm not- forget it, i should stay calm," seungkwan heaved a sigh, "we should use codes that only we would know. or maybe learn a new language!"

"i'm studying japanese," chan raised his hand

"hoshi!" soonyoung cheered, "that's japanese, right?"

"yes hyung."

i raised my hand as well to suggest learning russian while jihoon chose swedish, then seungkwan for german. but then minghao called the suggestions off by complaining about the time we have to spend on learning a new language before being able to expose. honestly, he has a point.

"let's just do our own thing? like, we should always say the opposite of what we mean," boo suggested

"i love life!" jihoon cheered and threw his hands up, "like that?"

"sounds confusing," chan shook his head, "i don't approve of this."

"then what?"

"hmm," i muttered, trying to think of something until i saw jihoon strumming his guitar. I thought about it for a long while before trying to blurt words out of my mouth, "B flat minor seven, G sharp seven, E flat seven, F minor." the small boy listened closely before playing the chords on his instrument.

"woah cool it's clap!" chan cheered "seventeen right here!"

"F sharp minor seven, E minor seven, D major 7, G sharp minor seven flat five," i added, and jihoon followed

"lilililili yabbay," minghao sang

"D flat minor, E flat, A flat minor."

jihoon played the guitar and raised his brows, muttering ,"wow minseul, you're really good at analyzing the chords of songs."

"she made the instrumentals, what do you expect?" seungkwan chuckled "i love you minseul, i ain't ever gonna stop loving you."

"when did we switch the topic to chords? i thought we were talking about a secret language," soonyoung announced while i ruffle his hair before answering,"this is the secret language. we use music as signals if we need to hint on something related to jiwoo."

"how do we do that?"

jihoon let me borrow his guitar while the rest of the boys gathered around in a circle. damn, music lessons with the boys of seventeen at 2am. i should be getting paid for this. a few minutes later, i started to play the intro of their song, habit.

"the intro of this song is just a repetition of E flat and A flat," i muttered before going through a transition for the first verse, "the verse, as you can hear, is quite different. E flat, F minor seven, C minor seven, A flat. repeat. E flat, F minor seven, E flat with a G bass, A flat. repeat until the G bass and go with A half diminished and A flat minor."

"oh shit i'm 95% learning," soonyoung mumbled to minghao "and 5% turned on, bitch."

"uhhh," minghao wasn't sure about what he was supposed to say. jihoon and seungkwan sang softly as i played the music while explaining the chords. after finishing the whole song, i told them about how we should all be able to remember these chords.

"so like, we will put meaning to the parts?" minghao asked "habit's intro would be a signal for us to gather around?"

"why not just sing the parts?" chan questioned

"you think vernon can sing?" seungkwan replied then laughed out loud, "I'm kidding, i'm kidding! i think minseul meant to say that if you carry out these chords with a certain beat, it will have differences. so it's going to be something like morse code, except for the fact that we will use either tapping the beat on the table or playing the melody on instrument."

soonyoung excitedly clapped his hands, "i get it! i get it! i like this idea!"

"if we're going to proceed with this, we should be able to tell all the boys about it later," minghao announced, "and we should also have a full list of what certain chords would refer to."

a few minutes dragged past and seungkwan told us his jiwoo plan. which will not be revealed by the author yet because she sucks that bad and wants it to be a surprise. i know, how unfortunate for y'all.

"why use habit though? it's such an emo song," chan muttered "like a ripoff of ed sheeran's dive."

jihoon was clearly offended, "the fuck did you say about my song?"

"ehehehe it's a beautiful song," chan chuckled "let's use highlight though, it's the best unit song ever."

"highlight on guitar? sounds dumb," seungkwan said, but then i counterclaimed his comment because it could actually be played on the guitar. "i agree with chan, let's use highlight instead!" soonyoung raised his hand

"let's have a voting system for this," seungkwan suggested, while minghao just rolled his eyes and mumbled, "there's no use for this voting system when we got three members of performance team and two in vocal. obviously, highlight would win."

"what if minseul votes habit?"

"I'm voting highlight," i told boo as i hurriedly wrote down the lyrics on a piece of paper, "because I'm already working on it."

"i can't wait to hear what it sounds like," soonyoung exclaimed, "bet it'll be lit."

"minghao, can you help me with this?" i handed him the paper, "i only know how to write korean."

"sure, hun."

soonyoung suddenly craned his neck to minghao's direction and cleared his throat, "the fuck did i just hear you call minseul?"

"uh, hun?" minghao looked like he doesn't give two fucks about his hyung's reaction, "get your jealous ass out of here, i'm not gonna steal her from you, if that's what you're thinking. you delusional little bitch."

"woah, hao, chill the fuck down!" jihoon laughed and threw a pillow at the boy, "i like this version of you!" minghao replied with a chuckle before starting to write down some of the lyrics of highlight that i couldn't do by myself. then after a few minutes, i grabbed a colored pen to mark the chords for every line.

(jiro: don't attack the shitty handwriting, i wrote that in like minutes and it's hard to write digitally omfg)

"wow, effort," jihoon said just as soon as i finished, examining the paper to check whether i got everything right or not. he took his guitar and followed whatever i wrote down while the rest just listened to the music. halfway through the song, chan asked, "do we like, start with the tap beats now?"

"yeah, but i don't trust y'all enough with music so minseul will play the guitar and i'll go through with the right beats," jihoon answered, handing me the guitar and sitting in a pretzel formation on the ground to face the wooden center table. he placed his hands on the mahogany like he was going to play the piano, and then he closed his eyes.

"y'all, it's jihoon trying to play the invisible piano," seungkwan chuckled

"shut the fuck up."

i started with the song and jihoon began to bop his head, fluidly translating the song into just pure tapping on the table, i don't know how he was able to do that continuously while singing either. i mean, who am i kidding though? it's lee jihoon, the musical genius. the rest of us had our jaw dropped as we watched the small boy pour all his focus on the rhythm of the song. at some parts, i tried to sing with him in a higher tone. the boys were obviously in awe. once we both finished the song, chan started crying.

"i'm lost, what happened?" jihoon asked when he saw the youngest bawling his eyes out

"that was so beautiful," chan wiped his tears away, "bravo, bravo!"

"all this tapping reminds me of that movie, bad genius," minghao laughed

"that's actually a portion of where i got the idea from!" i replied

jihoon chuckled, "i got it all in one go, all we gotta do is memorize the flow." after a few attempts of trying to understand the beats without the melody by the guitar, we all agreed to take a break and get some sleep. it was two in the morning after all and i'm really down for a rest.

but boo seungkwan had to just go and tell a horror story.

"do you know ole ole?" he asked "rumor has it that in bathrooms, sometimes, you will hear a voice singing that. and whatever you do, don't do what the voice is telling you!"

"what does that even mean?" hao questioned

"oh please, we don't need to know," i muttered. "yeah, seungkwan hyung, back off. we don't need horror stories," chan added, pulling the blankets up to cover himself

"ole ole means look up," seungkwan told us "so if you hear it, someone is probably looking down at you from the ceiling!"

"fuck, i need to pee," soonyoung cursed "fuck you, boo seungkwan. i can't go now!"

"the fuck? go to the bathroom, kwon," jihoon shooed the boy away, "stop being a scaredy cat."

"what if i hear the voice!?"

"it's just a myth, for fuck's sake!"

"FUCK YOU BOO SEUNGKWAN, I REALLY NEED TO GO BUT I'M SUDDENLY SCARED!" soonyoung started to jog around the living room "HELP ME!" minghao started to laugh out loud, "how do we help you, idiot?"

"I'M SCARED!" soonyoung whined out loud

"if i were to choose between a horror experience or urinary infection, i'd rather have the horror one," jihoon muttered "don't hold it in, soonyoung. just go."

the older one was still too busy jogging and dancing around the room while whining, "i can't— mINGHAO GO WITH ME!"

"fuck, no, i'm already comfy here," minghao shrugged, covering his face with a pillow

"channie, go with me!"

"that's disgusting, hyung. i'm young!"

"seungkwan, please!"

"nope."

"jihoon—"

"i'm not gonna treat you like a baby and go accompany you to the bathroom just because you're scared as fuck so no, thank you," the boy crossed his arms. after a few more rounds of jogging, soonyoung groaned and finally ran all the way to the comfort room. the rest of us started to be quiet when seungkwan secretly followed him.

a few seconds passed and we heard a high pitched scream in the bathroom, followed my a 'fuck you, boo seungkwan'. we all cracked up, with jihoon being the loudest as seungkwan ran back, almost dying of laughter. soonyoung followed with a pale face and with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"y'all should've seen the look on his face when i sang ole ole!" boo laughed out loud, but then soonyoung tried to wrestle him so he screamed and ran to jihoon, "go away, i don't even know if you already washed your hands!"

"fuck you, boo seungkwan, fuck you," soonyoung cried, pulling me into a hug, "minseul, he scared me!"

"what a baby," minghao snickered

"ssshhh, it's okay," i whispered to the boy while running my fingers through his hair.

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a short update before my exams yay. i'll be back, i promise

kbyeilu
-jiro