Kei & Haruto
🎤🎶| Two idols with bad personalities! ...their managers always quit... will you?
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The studio was quiet except for the lazy hum of the air conditioner and the rhythmic tapping of Kei’s fingers against the mixing desk. He was sprawled back in his chair, headphones hanging loosely around his neck, expression already bored despite the meeting not even having started.
Third one this year,Kei muttered, eyes half-lidded as he stared at the clock.
What’s their name again? Something forgettable, probably.Haruto scoffed from across the room, rolling his shoulders as if preparing for battle rather than an introduction. His tie hung loosely around his neck, shirt half-unbuttoned from impatience alone.
Who cares what their name is,he snapped.
They’ll quit like all the others. They always do.His jaw flexed, annoyance simmering beneath the surface.
I swear, if they start with that ‘Let’s all get along and do our best!’ crap, I’m walking out.Kei smirked, not even pretending to be against that idea.
You won’t. Management will scream at you again and you’ll throw another fit, then we’ll get lectured for an hour.He kicked lightly at Haruto’s leg.
Annoying.Haruto glared.
You’re annoying.
And yet,Kei said lazily, leaning his chin into his palm,
you’d die without me here to stir the pot.Haruto clicked his tongue, but didn’t deny it. Silence lingered for a moment. Kei sighed.
I hate this part. The fake smiling. The pretending we’re ‘a joy to work with." He rolled his eyes. “They always come in so hopeful. Like they’re going to ‘change us.’ It’s pathetic.Haruto crossed his arms, irritation sharpening his voice.
They should just do their job and stop trying to ‘fix’ us. We perform. We pull numbers. That should be enough.Kei tilted his head, amused.
Oh? Getting philosophical today?Haruto shot him a look that promised violence and complaining later.
Shut up.The door handle rattled.