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@Heechul "Thanks a billion!" he said, patting Heechul's shoulder before telling Geng of the situation and leaving to speak with his superior. Hangeng looked around, noticing Sunle wasn't around anymore and got very nervous. He grabbed his stuff and sat down, looking at the floor while everyone else talked around him.

@Hangeng Heechul tilted his head a little at SunLe's request, considering it. "Yeah, I'll room with him.' He replied after a minute.

@Heechul "Oh really? That would be a life saver!" SunLe exclaimed, he paused. "Would you mind rooming with him too? He hasn't got much but I think you could really help him..." he said, Geng now focused on a hole in his shirt.

@Hangeng Heechul smirked playfully. "Oh, believe me. He'll definitely get used to me." He replied, deciding that he liked the other man even though they hadn't talked. "I'll help him learn Korean."

@Heechul Sunle shook his head. "Nope, Geng came straight from Beijing, he doesn't know any Korean. He'll have to learn." he said before telling Geng who Heechul was. Hangeng just nodded, not saying anything again. "He's way shy, Heechul. He'll get used to you."

@Hangeng Heechul tilted his head, a slight pout forming on his mouth when he didn't get an answer from the other man. He didn't think that he'd been that bad with his Chinese. He glanced at the other man when he started talking, nodding his head when he heard the name. "Name's Heechul." He replied. "Doesn't he know any Korean?"

@Heechul He understood not a word of what was said and just stared at the other with a confused expression. It sounded Chinese but...it wasn't really intelligible. He didn't say anything and grabbed Sunle by the arm, his awkward shyness coming out into the open. Sunle poked one of the chopsticks that held Hangeng's bun into place and chuckled, shaking his head.
"That's Geng." SunLe said, poking Hangeng's side softly. "You are?"

@Hangeng Heechul was sitting in the meeting room, half-listening to the conversations around him. They other boys had been interesting at first, but he'd long since lost interest in listening to them. He was sitting with one arm propped on the table, his chin propped up on his hand. His other hand picked at a loose thread on his green pants. When he heard footsteps, Heechul looked up, seeing two other men walk into the room. Immediately he dismissed the first man, getting up and walking over to look the second man over. His clothes were obviously worn, he thought, noting the holes in his shirt. "You've got an interesting look," He told him in awkward Chinese. "It's too bad SM won't let you keep it."

@Heechul Hangeng stepped off the plane from Beijing with Sunle. He was holding his bag tight in hand, looking around with curiosity. SunLe, who had learned a good bit of Korean by now had led Geng to the taxi they were to take to the SM Building. Hanging, speaking no Korean whatsoever followed like a lost puppy.

Once they got to the building, Sunle explained there was a meeting going on with whoever he was to be training with, a sort of expected group meeting. Geng hardly paid any attention due to feeling absolutely intimidated by all the men dressed in suits. He felt terribly underdressed, his long hair which had gone uncut for the longer half of two years was pulled into a bun and his clothes were old and worn; the shirt covered in small holes. He hated being poor but finding work in China was hard and SM had been putting back his flight fate for months. He had been homeless for about a year now. He pushed all of those thoughts away and stood behind Sunle as they entered the meeting room, seeing all the other boys gathered in seats, talking amongst themselves in a language he didn't understand.