Hyukjae, at the request of his younger sisters, had taken them over to the small little park the district had set up for the kids. It wasn’t much…just a swing set, a slide, and a basketball court nobody seemed to use these days so the little girls used it as a place to play hopscotch. They seemed to enjoy going there, but they were kids. They were still so innocent. They didn’t have to risk being in the games for years. Hyuk watched them play for hours, except when the youngest sister had asked him to push her on the swing set. The sister that adored him.
Hyuk had to get them home quickly after their fun little day. His stepmother would be furious if the girls missed their lessons. ” Alright! Time to go home!” The girls pouted and begged to stay, but they knew better. If they weren’t home in time, Hyukjae would have to pay the price. As they were going home, Hyuk noticed the school had just released the students. It was a fond memory for him. A memory buried deep in his past with the passing of his brother.
Hyuk and his siblings stood in front of their home. “Hurry up and get inside. ” The three of them nodded and ran inside the house, without Hyukjae. Instead, he made his way over to the district outskirts, where he liked to spend most of his time.
A day off from work at the power plant. It was rare of his boss to give him time off, but seeing as the wound on his forehead (that he gained during an accident with the main generator) was still healing and causing him headaches and nausea, it was safest for them all if he stayed away from the dangerous machines for a while. So instead of walking his daily route to school, Siwon found himself clueless of where to go. His mother didn’t want him at home where she sew garments all day and listened to her favourite songs on the radio. Siwon figured she felt embarrassed to sing while he was present and therefore had chased him away, unable not to sing when the songs called out to her still cheerful side.
Siwon inhaled deeply, keeping the fresh air in his lungs until he exhaled loudly and with it so did the restlessness. Better make good use of the day, it was sunny and warm, a small breeze ruffled his hair and made it pleasant for him to take a stroll. It didn’t take long for him to leave town and engage in the lush nature that surrounded them, wanting to desperately get away from all the buildings and machines now that he had the chance. And when he was finally all alone, he spread his arms and let himself tumble forwards, rolling down the hill that he had climbed minutes before.
He groaned in pain, but laughed when he finally reached the end and landed on his face. When was the last time he had done something so silly and illogical? Ever since he finished school Siwon had been involved in serious business, especially when having two younger siblings who can get chosen for the Games. But now, at least for today, he’d allow himself not to worry and not to take things so seriously. Perhaps he could enjoy life a little.
Yesung : Ohhhh so cool~
Siwon : *HUMBLE SMILE / EXCITED SMILE
/ AROUSED SMILE= GOD*
cr: screencap from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBn3O87Y9a0&feature=relmfu
Kyuhyun relaxed as another voice than his own cut through the crowd, silencing everyone. He watched as Siwon lectured everyone on the dangers of the power plant, and how his job was just as important as everyone else’s. Kyuhyun had no doubt that it was.
He couldn’t imagine what it was like without power. His small room that contained only a candle was nothing compared to what would happen if all power in Panem went out - it would be absolute hell.
Kyuhyun shuffled along with the rest as they went on through the tour, their tourguides - Siwon and another mand he didn’t recognize - telling them important facts along the way.
Kyuhyun, however, did stop in one show of the generators, just staring at the pumping waters and turning turbines. He wondered, just briefly, how it was to work here, to go through the everday drone of life providing life and power for other people, knowing that they would never know your face or you name never know the person that was supplying them with such. Never know another District at all, or any of their people.
He stood there staring through the glass window for so long that he didn’t notice that his class had already left him.
“So when that happens we inform the head of the power plant and he will make sure there is enough equipment for us to fix the weak spots on the wires,” Siwon finished explaining as he lead the small group of students through a spacious hall. His voice was a bit monotone, not in the least trying to make his career sound more exciting than it really was, because, honestly, it wasn’t exciting at all. Everyday he started his shift wondering what might be in need of fixing, what might cause an accident and how many could get hurt or possibly die. There was nothing exciting about carrying so much responsibility.
Even when Siwon was used to the responsibility and was very precise and cautious about his work, he did manage to lose a student during his explanation. The tall male had turned to the group of whispering students, his eyebrows raising to his hairline when he found Kyuhyun’s face missing. With a small sigh he mentioned for a co-worker to come over.
“Keep them busy and don’t let them touch anything!” he hissed at the other who looked just as annoyed as Siwon, displeased to be in charge of kids while he had better things to do. Well, Siwon had better things to do too, but after the accident with Kyuhyun’s father, he couldn’t afford to possibly be responsible for any injury Kyuhyun might get while in his car. And so he searched for the brunette, backtracking his footstepts until he found the young one staring at the large generator, the one that had nearly exploded not too long ago.
“You shouldn’t dwell from the pack,” Siwon muttered, crossing his arms as he studied the other’s face.
Kyuhyun frowned as his father spoke, voice emotionless. He wasn’t used to seeing his tired father this way, and it unnerved him. Nevertheless, he followed after Siwon - whom he remembered as the man from the hospital - with the rest of the class like a bunch of good little puppies.
They went past a large myraid of hallways, encovered in steel, once in a while showing off windowed platforms to see the experiments concerning electricity and power down below or above. He supposed it would’ve been interesting…to someone who thought their life would lead inevitably to here.
Kyuhyun didn’t want that.
“Might as well shock yourself of one of those things,” one student nearby him said, pointing to a machine with looping and coiling thick wires. Kyuhyun remembered it with a start - the machine that his father said had hurt him so long ago. “Just to get out of this hellhole.”
Kyuhyun felt the irresistable urge to punch that other guy. What did he know?
Siwon’s ears twitched at the boy’s voice, the words making his frown, sigh and wrinkle his nose. He didn’t like it when people looked down on his profession, especially kids who didn’t understand the importance of his job. If he and his team didn’t check the wires and machines on a daily basis, dozens could die, hell, the entire power plant could explode and blow away their village and half of the one closest situated.
“You might find it shocking to hear how important it is to have enough employees in the power plant. With no employees there is no electricity and with no electricity, the entire nation of Panem will be filled in cold darkness most of the time, imagine the winter without a heater for your freezing fingers and toes, no boiling water to cook with, no lights at all,” Siwon explained quite suddenly as they reached the large generator that buzzed like a flock of tracker jackers.
With his hands on his hips he turned around to look at the small group of students that had followed him, his eyes landing on the boy beside Kyuhyun who had joked about his profession and talked to lightly about death. “One touch without wearing these special gloves and you will have high voltages roasting your body within the blink of the eye,” the man said sternly, showing his gloved hands and making it clear that no one was to touch anything.
Kim Jongwoon/Yesung | District 5
Just because a person has small hands definitely doesn’t mean they are weak, especially if the person you are dealing with is Kim Jongwoon. Don’t doubt Jongwoon, who is also known as Yesung, because of the size of his hands or how he is prone to cause accidents, this 19 year old can definitely pack a punch, much less swing a kick. He is also fast on his feet and clever, despite any first impressions he might cause you to have. Yesung is also described as someone who has the aura of an assassin, for he is quite fond of sneaking up behind his friends and giving them quite a shock.
He may not be in a poor family, but that doesn’t stop him from helping others in need. Yes, technically speaking, Yesung can be quite the thief. He dreams of being some-sort of “Robin Hood” character in District 5, even if that requires him to get a few whip slashes from Peacekeepers or even a few things thrown at him. Yesung quite often steals from shops and wealthy people around District 5 in order to help the poor kids who, unfortunately, ended up having to live in the slums of the District. Nothing can stop Yesung from being a helping hand and, if he has to, he will even steal from his mother’s own bakery in order to let others live the happy lives they deserve.
Yesung may seem like an ambitious boy but, unfortunately, he can be quite self-conscious about himself. Back when he was in school, a few students loved to pick and spread rumors about him, teasing him and giving him titles like “The Big Bad Emo” due to his love for dark colors and schemes. He tried not to let things like that get to him and usually attempted to wipe it off with a smile, but unfortunately he usually ends up thinking about things people say about him when he’s alone.
Like stated in the last section, Yesung is prone to cause accidents that could range from small, simple mistakes to big dramas. For this reason, once Yesung had graduated school, instead of working in the power plants like the majority of the District 5 residents, he ended up helping his mom around the bakery. Not that he minded at all though, he knew that within the first three days of work, he’d probably either lose a limb or even his life, along with others, due to his need to goof off.
Adding onto the list, Yesung easily lets things slip out of his mouth and, even though he can be smart, he usually thinks without a second thought.
Cheerful, bright, semi-ambitious Yesung. He is a hyper teenager who isn’t afraid to cause trouble, but at the same time he can be a responsible young adult. He has an undying hatred for the Capitol, nonetheless the President, and usually isn’t afraid to speak up his mind. He is protective of his younger brother, Jongjin, his family, close friends, and unfortunate children and families.
He got his nickname, Yesung, due to his love for singing to children around the District and because of his mature voice. He also loves to dance too, even though he looks more like an idiot more than anything else.
Jongwoon, the first of two sons in the Kim family. A small family that consisted of a wise mother, an understanding younger brother, and a strict, yet caring father. His childhood consisted of going to school, exploring for knicks and knacks around the district, lounging around his family’s well-known bakery that he is fond of calling “Handel and Gretel”, courtesy of one of his favorite stories, and finally, loathing the Capitol. Yes, at the young age of 8, Yesung grew a hatred of the “all-mighty” president and the wealthy city. At that young age, he already had thoughts of “Why should we help generate power for entertainment and in return some of my friends get sent to the Hunger Games to die?” It made no sense why, from what he saw on T.V., everyone in the Capitol had joyful lives with everything in the palm of their hands. They could go anywhere and everywhere they wanted and they didn’t have to fear about the Hunger Games. But on the other hand, everyone in the Districts were caged up by electrical fences, forced to send their beloved children to the Hunger Games, and forced to do labor.
Finally, at the age of 14, Yesung decided to be a helping hand. He summoned up courage within himself and began to steal from a variety of people in the District and, with all the goods he had taken, he gave them to the poorer families so they could still have hope on getting a better life. Within the first years of stealing, Yesung did, in fact, get caught and received whippings from the Peacekeepers. This worried his brother, Jongjin, who was younger than him by 5 years. Even though Jongjin constantly pleaded him to stop putting himself in danger, Yesung wouldn’t listen. He wanted equality in Panem, or at least to be able to roam free without getting blocked by some dumb electric fences.
Now at the age of 19, Yesung works at the bakery with his mother. His dad, on the other hand, is an excellent security officer at one of the plants. But even at the age of 19, Yesung still worries about the Games. Not about his fate, but instead, his brother’s. He hopes Jongjin can get through the years with ease just as he did and, in the end, also work in the bakery. Jongjin on the other hand, who is a hard-working and less clumsy brother, is leaning to do a job in the power plants instead.
Kyuhyun didn’t understand why he had to be here, really.
So what his father was the lead scientist at the power plant? It didn’t mean that it was mandatory for him to go. At least, not in his eyes. It wasn’t that way to the rest of District 5. He had been forced - by his family and by his class - to go. Perhaps he hadn’t been told outright, but the underlying warning was there.
It wasn’t like he planned to work in the power plant anyway, wasting his life away life his father - whom he loved, but god, this wasn’t safe, this wasn’t right for him - inside nuclear waste and hydroelectricity.
He walked inside the throngs of his classmates, trying to keep himself as inconspicous as possible. There at the from stood his father, and he brushed off the man that was guiding them around’s incessant chatter.
Next to his father, however, was a man that he seemed to recall vaguely - handsome, with sweat on his forehead and serious eyes. His mind flashed to a vision of a hospital and his father on the bed, and it suddenly came to him that this was the same man that had been in the room next door and talked to him.
Kyuhyun met the other’s gaze for a moment, then looked down.
He heard his father’s familiar voice say, “Welcome to the sixth power plant of District 5.”
He wished that he was anywhere but now.
The voice of Dr. Cho was authoritative and silenced the students that stood waiting for the grand tour. The introduction of the different departments began, people explaining their job shortly and making it clear that the students were to not touch anything if they wished to leave the power plant still alive. Siwon frowned slightly at this, wondering if it was such a good idea to thoroughly scare the youngsters.
“Head of Maintenance, Choi Siwon,” he began his own introduction with a small nod of his head at the students, eyes fixated on Kyuhyun face even if it was directed downward. Was the male angry at him, perhaps? Siwon had no clue whatsoever.
“My job is to check all the machinery, the wires, everything in this power plant to make sure it’s all going according to plan. My team improves the safety of all the workers here,” Siwon explained, empathizing the importance of his job when a few boys on the left snorted at the title of his career. Surely they’d stop snorting if their father worked here and was to die because of the lack of a skilled man such as Siwon himself.
This reminded him of the prior accident in which Kyuhyun’s father had nearly lost his life. It had been a dreadful day, one Siwon wished to forget, but he remembered it clearly had it motivated him to inspect the power plant even more thoroughly.
“Group 5, you’re coming with me,” Siwon said after the teacher of the group of students had divided the youngsters in smaller groups, each group assigned to a certain employee. They would use a circulating system until all groups had seen the five departments. Siwon’s group was to check the large generator and the man would explain the signs of wear and tear, and how his team could fix these things.