Rookie Composer is Too Handsome
'Ah, is this what handsomeness is?'
The girls seemed to be locked in a staring contest over me. Their attention wasn't the least bit unwelcome—in fact, this unfamiliar situation felt pretty damn good. Other people fighting over me? Something I'd only experienced in games. I'd been pretty damn good at AOS games, after all. Come to think of it, did this world even have games like that?
Of course, unlike my good mood, the practice room's atmosphere had dipped a notch compared to before.
"Uh…."
Yunji blinked in surprise, caught off guard by Nayun's sharp reaction, which could come across as prickly.
Jiyeon, who'd been gauging the mood for a moment, let out a short gasp and clapped her hands.
"Nayun's right. She was our senior back then, but now she's our composer."
"…Ah."
Had Shine Candy's big sister, Jiyeon, just realized something?
"S-Sorry, Composer. I was just so excited to see you."
Yunji bowed her head toward me right away. Her cautious, almost scared demeanor was a little disorienting.
Was this body originally a rude asshole? Or is it because I'm the composer?
I reflexively checked Yunji's inner thoughts.
Her affinity was at 70—probably boosted by my looks. Good thing I could read her mind.
She was clearly worried about her lines getting reduced. Thinking about the composer-idol dynamic, it made perfect sense. Idols receiving a track had to tread carefully—especially since I was a composer who'd delivered a solid song, even signing a contract with the company.
I didn't mind at all. A beauty's touch? Hell yeah, bring it on.
But Yunji, unable to read minds herself, could only spiral into anxious what-ifs.
"It's fine."
As her unease swelled in her thoughts, I slowly shook my head and looked at her. Sorry, Nayun, but as a guy surrounded by beauties, I wasn't hating this attention.
"Huh?"
"I was happy to see you too, Yunji. Choi Yunji, right?"
"Y-Yes… You even remembered my full name…."
She bowed her head deeply at my words. Was it because I used her full name? Her fidgeting fingers were adorable.
And as I noticed Yunji's actions, I caught Nayun making a displeased face. The girl who'd confessed her crush on me multiple times—it made sense she'd react like that. But maybe because of my balanced response, our little jealous one stayed quiet this time, unlike her earlier prickliness. Her eyes lost focus for a second, like she was deep in thought, then refocused.
"Did you learn composing after leaving the company?"
"No calls from other agencies? You're so… famous, after all."
"What's the name of the new song you made?"
"The exec said you wrote it thinking of us… Is that true?"
Meanwhile, Yunji stuck close, firing off questions nonstop. Her vibe was like a puppy craving attention and pets.
Even Nayun, who'd been hyper-aware of Yunji at first, was…
"Yeah, I suddenly wanted to learn."
"Other companies…? I stayed home, so no calls that I know of."
"We were closest during trainee days. Your debut as Shine Candy after I left was a surprise, though…."
…now listening intently to my answers. She'd heard this during our date last time, but it must still fascinate her.
"I heard you kept in touch with Nayun. For real?"
"Huh?"
Did she not expect her own name to come up? Nayun blinked in panic and lunged at Yunji, probably to shut her up.
But before Nayun could move, the tall, leggy beauty grabbed her and tackled her to the practice room floor.
"S-Sis!"
"Our cute leader? Hold still a sec."
"Kyaa!"
While the well-proportioned sis pinned Kim Nayun down…
"For real?"
Yunji, sneaking a glance, subtly touched my arm as she asked. Her intent was obvious. No big secret anyway, so I spilled.
"Yeah."
"Whoa, Kim Nayun?! Since when have you been texting our senior alone? Ah, um… I can still call you senior, right?"
"Sure."
I nodded, and Yunji beamed. Not for nothing was she the visual—such a pretty smile. Made me wonder again why this girl hadn't blown up.
"So, when did you start texting?"
"Hm…."
What to say? That we're fuck buddies? Would that fly? In this reversed world, maybe. But for quest success, better avoid variables. They were already this friendly despite the time apart—my face and build were doing their job. Considering Nayun's reaction, no need to stir drama like some pretty-boy ploy.
"Now and then. When I quit the company, Nayun asked for my number."
"Whoa… Kim Nayun, you hogged that VIP info all to yourself?"
Yunji shot Nayun a mock-glare, but it felt half-serious.
"But just now and then?"
"I sucked at replying. Just periodic check-ins."
I said that and snuck a wink at Nayun, who'd finally wriggled free from Jiyeon's limbs, panting hard.
"Ahh… Yeah, makes sense."
Yunji nodded like she got it, then smoothly pulled out her phone.
"Then me too! Gimme your number."
That was the goal, huh. Couldn't say no, so I punched it in. Gave it to Jiyeon too as she sidled up.
We reminisced about the past, then shifted to the track. I had my reasons for reviving Shine Candy, so I got serious.
"It doesn't demand crazy vocals. But…."
They'd layer intricate harmonies to highlight their charms in the song's vibe. Chatting built our chemistry. Main producer was separate, but since it was my track, I'd join production—and test Shine Candy's skills while at it.
"Uh… Hold on."
"Ahem! Ahh! Ah!"
I had them sing a few bars, then dance.
"One, two, three."
On leader Nayun's cue, the three started dancing. Their easy crop tops—trainee favorites—clung tight in the intense moves, exposing their figures raw.
"Mm…."
The song was from Foxy, same company. All about seducing the guy you want—super provocative choreography. Naturally, memories of Nayun clinging to me in bed flooded back. Add Yunji and Jiyeon to that…
"Good, that's enough. Nice job."
Needed the bathroom bad, so I stood. Shoved a hand in my pocket to hide the boner as I rose.
Fucking hot. This is why idols are idols, huh?
After pissing and calming my dick, I stepped out— and spotted a familiar hairstyle, the girl glancing around nervously a bit away.
"…Kim Nayun."
I called softly; she whipped around, scanning again, then scurried over, grabbed my hand, and peeked into the men's room.
"Oppa, you got hard earlier, right?"
"…Huh?"
Flop idol or not, that wasn't idol talk from a girl.
"I saw."
Her sultry eye-smile and voice flustered me; I looked away. Nayun checked around once more, slyly groped my lower abs, and purred.
"I said my stomach hurt and slipped out. Hurry inside—I'll help you bust one."
"Mm."
My barely-tamed dick sprang right back up.
BOZ's men's room—barely used except by the few male trainees—was spacious enough for a crowd. I yanked Nayun into an empty stall and groped her tits hard. Her sweat-glistened mounds from dancing still burned in my mind. Especially those perky nipples, begging to be devoured.
"Haaah…!"
I kneaded freely, nipping the protruding bud; Kim Nayun clutched my head tight.
"Harder—do whatever you want, Oppa."
Alternating left and right teases, I spun her around. She arched her ass back like a pro—grabbed and squeezed it, then slammed my throbbing cock in.
"Haaang! O-Oppa!"
I gripped her doggy-style ass and pounded, hips slamming relentlessly. Her dance-toned pussy clenched and slurped my shaft.
"Aaah…! Ah! Yes! Hnngh!"
She'd started bold but muffled her moans, scared of getting caught. Twisting back, she asked.
"You like it too, Oppa?"
"Obviously. How could I not love our Nayun?"
"Hee—I'm the only one here, right? So if you want…."
Nayun shoved her ass back aggressively, voice husky.
"I'll give it to you anytime. So… hnng!"
As climax hit mid-fuck, I unloaded deep inside Kim Nayun. Her pussy milked me greedily. After flooding her, she spun, pulled up her panties, then took my cock in her mouth.
"Lemme clean you up."
Bobbing her head back and forth…
"Ah, fuck…."
No red-blooded man could hold back. Hell, holding back would make you a eunuch. I grabbed her head, thrust my hips, and force-fed her till her belly swelled with cum.
"I'll head back first."
Hot session over, Nayun wore a satisfied grin, checked around, and slipped out. Girls who've tasted dick shine brighter than virgins, huh. Never dreamed we'd fuck in the bathroom just twice after sex.
"…Feels good."
In a company building, no less. Refreshed, I returned to assess Shine Candy's skills more.
But wrapped up in under ten minutes.
…Sigh.
Saw milky fluid—my cum—trickling down Kim Nayun's thigh. She wiped it quick, stuck her tongue out at me like an "oops," but her intent was clear.
"Don't do that next time?"
"…Sorry."
Had to pull her aside post-practice for a scolding. I loved her devotion. But if it sparked team friction, I'd be the one in trouble.
Quest wasn't cleared yet. Plus…
I don't hate Nayun at all.
Same for Shine Candy's Yunji or Jiyeon. Too many tempting women out there. Couldn't love just Kim Nayun alone. Unless we all shared.
Time for a talk about it.