Dancer

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"I AM NOT GONNA JOIN DANCE CLASS!" Y/n shouts as her mom sighs angrily, she finally loses her patience.

"YOU ARE! YOU ARE GONNA FULFILL THE DREAM I WAS UNABLE TOO!" Her mom shouts back at her. With tears in her eyes, Y/n runs to her room. 

Am I  just a doll to mom?? If she wasn't able to become a dancer that doesn't mean her daughter must become a dancer. 

At this point, she wanted to run away from the house, but she knew it did this no one will keep her in their house. Now you might think, she can go live with her friends. Then that is the reason she is depressed, 

There was a girl who grows closer to her but... soon Y/n discovered that girl was using her to jealous one of her best friend nothing more. Her heart broke into millions of pieces that day. 

Everyone started teasing her saying her best friend just used her. Depression in house, in school. 

Sometimes she just wanted to die but then thought of her family always get the best of her. She hated them but she anyhow never wanted to leave them. 

That's when someone knocks on the door, She looked at the door which opened slowly.

"My baby," Her dad says as she runs to hug him. She lets out her sobs on his shoulder. Her dad was the only person she never hated. His dad really understands her problems and try to solve them.

"What happened?" He asked after a while when she finally calms down.

"It's dance again..." She utters as her dad nods sighing. He knew her mom always wanted to be a dancer but was never able to because of her parents. 

"Y/n... At your age, I also used to dance" He says as y/n widens her eyes. She never knew her dad used to dance as well.

"I used to hate it as well but decided to give it a try... I fall in love with it... trust me Y/n... you hate it in starting but you will never stop dancing once you learn it" He assures as Y/n sighs, She knew her dad always want the best for her. She nod as her father smiled kissing her forehead.

"No more crying, ok?" He says as Y/n nods with a smile. Her dad left the room as she was in her deep thoughts. 

~~~Next Day~~~

Nervous as hell I entered the dance practice room. The room was empty as I went to sit on the chair which was in the corner of the room. I sighed deeply, I was happy mom arranged a personal teacher.

But I was worried what if I made the teacher angry on the first day...

"You must be Y/n" A voice speaks snatching me out of my thoughts making me flinch. My eyes land on the boy who looks in his 20s. His heart shape smile made me melt right away. His almond eyes looking deep into mine.

"Y-Yes" She finally spoke as that boy smiled even wider. The aura around him was so cozy and warm.

"My name is Hoseok, nice to meet you Y/n" He introduces as he goes for a handshake. Y/n shakes it bowing down.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Hoseok," She says as Hoseok pouts all of a sudden,

"Na! Call me Hoseok. I am more comfortable with it" He says as Y/n hesitates but smiles nodding.

"So Y/n have you ever danced before?" He asked as Y/n shakes her head in no.

"I hate to dance but decided to give it a chance," She says as Hoseok nods.

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