Falling For My Group Member [Completed]

Prologue

It has been a few months after Sixteen.

Since you're still in training, you were a zombie for Twice's debut music video.

???: Annyeonghaseyo, Heyoon.

You turn around to see a fellow trainee and a friend of yours, Bang Chan, bowing.

You: Annyeonghaseyo.

Bang Chan: Sorry to hear you didn't make it to the final lineup in Sixteen. It would be cool if Twice sunbaenim had a producer in the group.

You: Yeah. Who knows, maybe it's happening in an alternate universe.

The two of you continue talking until you hear the director.

Director: Quiet on the set!

...

Two months passed by, and you're in one of the dance practice rooms at 11:30 at night.

You: (This is so... ugh!)

You run your hands through your hair, not noticing a door opening.

???: Jogiyo? (Excuse me)

You look up at the mirror to see an unfamiliar trainee entering, so you quickly get up from your seat and turn around to bow.

You: Annyeonghaseyo, are you new here?

???: I wouldn't say "new," I was here since mid-January.

You: Oh, I probably didn't see you before.

The unknown trainee holds out their hand for you to shake.

Ryujin: I'm Shin Ryujin, by the way. And you are...?

You: Kim Heyoon, I'm a 5th-year trainee.

Ryujin: Oh, so you're a sunbaenim?

You: I don't think an older trainee can be called sunbaenim. Say, what year are you born?

Ryujin: 2001.

You: Then you call me unnie 'cause I am a year older than you.

Ryujin: Oh, that's cool. Well, it was nice meeting you, Heyoon unnie. I'm going to find another dance practice room since the others are-

You: You can practice here if you want.

Ryujin: Are you sure?

She looks over to see your producer stuff.

Ryujin: It looks like you're busy.

You follow her gaze.

You: Oh, those. I'm just producing something for the future, but I don't mind any distractions.

Ryujin: Cool. Thanks for letting me use this room.

You close the door so the two of you won't get distracted, and you make your way back to your laptop, plugging your earbuds and figuring out an instrumental of a song.

But every time you focus on your laptop, your eyes keep on going to the mirror, watching Ryujin's dancing.

You: (Whoa, she's good.)

Ryujin: Heyoon unnie?

You quickly look at your laptop before Ryujin looks over at you.

Ryujin: Can you help with a dance?

You: Uh, s-sure.

You save your work and make your way to the girl.

You: What song are you learning?