»»lu zixing

full name lu zixing (鹿子星)
stage name alto (알토)
age 20
nationality chinese
sexuality currently unknown
face claim EXO's lu han

arrogant

simply put, zixing is almost overly confident about everything. he has faith in his own abilities. but it is a quiet sort of confidence, the type where he is sure he is going to do well, and rarely shows any uncertainty. it makes him seem aloof and egotistical. well, maybe he is.

cynical

nobody in their right mind would ever think that zixing would believe everything you tell him. it's not that he doesn't trust people, he just thinks that there's always some other reason behind their actions. he would prefer to see things for his own, with his own eyes, than to believe someone else just telling him.

noisy

his presence is very noticeable. it's not because he's the silent type you can't help but see, but because he's the exact opposite. his voice carries easily, a gentle tenor perfect for crooning lullabies and ballads, while still managing to hit the high notes powerfully when the situation calls for it. zixing can't help it - his voice just happens to carry easily. also maybe because he sometimes likes to listen to himself talk but we don't talk to talk about that.

indecisive

if it's deciding what kind of mandu to get, or what sort of bubble tea to try next, or especially what to wear, you can count on zixing to take longer than absolutely necessary. he'll stand there humming and hawing, chewing on his lower lip, weighing the pros and cons of each situation, until someone just orders for him. he'll throw a little bit of a fit, but he'll get over it.

ambitious

call it cheesy, or stereotypical, or whatever, but zixing became a trainee to be successful. he has his ambitions - fueled by watching old videos of his favorite group, FIRE, and a competitive streak that leads him to dedicate hours and hours of time just practicing one section of a song to make sure it's perfect. he has his desires, his wants, his needs. his dream is the one thing he knows he wants.

artsy

whether it's on instagram or tumblr, or even in his daily life, zixing likes to make things pretty. he likes taking hipster pictures of his starbucks drink and filter the crap out of it on instagram. he likes to draw borders on papers he receives. give him a marker and a pad of paper and he can be content for a little while, doodling here and there, while taking pictures of it on his phone.

lu zixing, it's time to wake up! you're going to be late!

that's all it takes for 12 year old zixing to throw off his blankets and shrug out of his thin cotton t-shirt and navy blue cotton shorts in exchange for his school uniform - a simple white shirt and pressed navy slacks. he stands in the middle of the living room, proud and happy as his grandparents coo over him, and his mother makes sure his nametag is secured firmly to his breast.

"it's your first day of middle school," his mother says softly. "be good, listen to your teachers, don't pick any fights with the big boys, okay, xingxing? you're going to be great."

zixing walks to school by himself - both his parents have to work, and his grandparents have their morning taichi class to attend. he's in middle school now anyway. he doesn't need his parents to go with him. seated on the public transport, zixing watches morning cartoons. there's an ad - an ad for a five boy band.

FIRE flashes across the screen, and zixing watches in awe as the group of five boys dances across the screen, their powerful song and charismatic choreography burning itself into the back of his brain.

for the rest of the day, zixing can't wait to go home and get on baidu and weibo and qq and find out more about this group.



a few years later - three to be exact - zixing finds himself in line for genesis entertainment's global audition in shanghai, china it's a rare opportunity, but he's just one boy among thousands and thousands of talented looking hopefuls. he watches as a pair of boys spontaneous erupt into a breakdancing duel, walks past a gaggle of girls harmonizing to one of FIRE's acoustic songs. he himself has prepared a ballad.

it feels like days, but it's only hours, before zixing is before the judges. he gives his name, and he waits for the translator to tell him what to do. when he's given the signal, he sings. he sings his heart out, and he hopes and prays and hopes some more that his voice won't crack.

by some work of god, it doesn't. zixing receives notice a week later that he's made it to the second round of auditions. he passes that round too. the third round takes place in seoul. his parents are against it at first - why give up his education for some dream that might not even come true? but with the support of his grandparents, zixing boards the plane to south korea. the auditions this time are brutal. only three boys and three girls will make it into the company as a trainee.

the competition is fierce. friendships are made and broken in the same day. zixing manages to stay drama-free for a little while. when he's told genesis is going to accept him as a trainee, he phones home and cries. his parents fly out to seoul to sign the contract. zixing starts rigorously learning korean. he begins attending school in south korea, training and living hundreds of miles from home.

but it's all going to be worth it.

one day, he will be able to stand on the same stage as his FIRE sunbaes. that is all he could ever ask for.