Damu Huang—Bandmates

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Damu Huang—Bandmates

I stretch out the kinks in my body from rehearsing with the others, bending down to hold onto my toes lazily. That's right, I'm Damu Huang. The Damu in the bones! I giggle to myself, checking myself out in the mirror. Rudy hair messy, check. Red lenses, check. Nice ass, check. Ah, such a nice day to be fine!~
Yuki Yakuta, a 2-feet tall jerk with blode hair, piercings and brown eyes, scoffs. Shut up and suck my balls, Huang. He shakes off sweat like a dog. Yeon Han, a kind boy with black hair and smoldering blue eyes spoke up, Be nice, Yakuta. He scolds gently. He and Yuki were together. Yun-Ji, an energetic boy with brown hair, pale skin and green eyes and freckles, spoke up. Guys! I heard a newbie joins today! Heard he was great! I raise my eyebrow, Really? What's his name? I was half focused on the conversation, making sure to look fine. I smirk at myself, before giving the brown haired male my attention. I cross my arms. Well? And uses that moment to barge in in all his glory, just as Yun-Ji opened his mouth. Holy fuck, my mouth goes dry. I have never seen anyone that hot. Hell, I thought I was hot. I gulp, turning my attention away, stretching. But the image of you was sealed in my brain. Like a fresh letter sealed with wax. Or a... a bandage placed over a wound. Whatever! I just got my first crush in a while. Like, usually I fall for people after they confessed. Of course, they're instantly willing to accept me, but still. Do I have a chance with that hottie by the door?