![]() ![]() Ji-Woon called to them, dashing to the speakers, grabbing one and-stopping. On the other side, his bandmates pounded on the door, their cries accompanied by the crackling of flames. He rushed to the control room, finding the door blocked by fallen speakers. The scent of burning wires was unmistakable. After a lengthy lunch break, he returned to the studio to discover fate had granted him a gift. He recorded the latest NO SPIN album with his bandmates, never missing a beat. ![]() Ji-Woon kept up impressions, mimicking a charm long buried under loathing. The validation that had surged through him left a desperate yearning for more. When he looked at his fans, he saw their joy and envy split five ways, thinned out between each band member. Each day was an affirmation that he was greater than the mediocrity society spewed out.īut over time, the champagne grew stale. Ji-Woon lived in a daze of interviews and adoration, and though the frenzied schedule exhausted his bandmates, he was invigorated. Yun-Jin selected Ji-Woon to join the band NO SPIN, bringing a raw energy to their tracks. He transferred to a dormitory in Seoul where, for fourteen hours a day, he was crafted into a star, taught how to move and sing, how to carry himself with the right balance of confidence and modesty.ĭraining as the process was, it worked. Yun-Jin Lee, a producer at Mightee One Entertainment, recruited Ji-Woon into her training program. After years showcasing his abilities to nobodies at talent shows, he hit the track to stardom. Ji-Woon's father spent the restaurant's earnings on dancing and vocal lessons for his son, pushing him to attain the fame he never could. Gullible tourists believed this was a traditional South Korean experience, gladly parting with their money to witness it. ![]() Working at his family's restaurant, he attracted business with spectacles he performed using throwing knives. Even as a child he found ways to draw crowds. Amidst the prestige, he had only one desire: more. Ji-Woon Hak thrived under the attention of others, energized by every eye that watched him and every tongue that spoke his name. Additional Lore can be found in Tome 9 - Crescendo: Dissonance for the Dead. ![]()
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