"1..2..3..4.. stop!"
I am so tired.
"Mina you need to sharpen your turns more! It should look elegant!!"
"Hai. Sorry Master."
"Your focus seems shifted today. Let's take a 5. I need you to focus Mina. This competition will pave the way for your ballet career. You have to win this!" He leaves for his cabin.
I sigh.
I look at the clock. 07:30 am.
I am just getting started.
Lately my Sunday's are pretty much only about practice. I have an a pas seul competition upcoming, a day before Christmas on 24th December.
I check my phone. I see loads of new texts, notifications, mentions and posts.
I throw my phone away and take a deep breathe.
My life is so unsettling. Full of commotion. Not even relaxing a bit. I hate myself. I hate the face I have made outside. Nobody know what is in me. Sigh.
I start contemplating my life decisions...was this course was the best decision? Whether Ballet is truly my passion????
What was the BEST THING I EVER DID?
The day I laid my eyes on your paintings....~
"Okay let's start Mina...." and he is back.
"Did you realize where you were going wrong?"
"H.hai" I stutter.
He sighs.
"Your mind is still wandering off Mina." He is upset with my attitude today.
"Do you want to do this?" He asks me with a concerned look.
"YES!" I say loudly.
"THEN FOCUS!"
"HAI!"
Mina this is not the time to slack off. You have got this. FIGHTING~
"Let's start from the beginning. Take position...."
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I woke up at 5 am. I wake up early every morning. Be it weekdays or weekends.
It helps me rejuvenate my body and my mind. When the whole world is sleeping, it's only me. AWAKE.
and
FULL OF IDEAS.Dad told me that he would be off to his Studio by 6:30 am.
I love him so much. He has always supported me. Always. I love him too much.
He is sleeping right now. I am making my coffee and the sun is yet to rise.
I sit and start playing "Up No More - Twice" on JYP Nation. I suck so much. It's playable in normal mode but dude, the HARD MODE is just cats and dogs. I get so confused about where to click. After watching so many beats, I forget the actual beat of the song too.
Fun fact: I haven't been able to complete any song in hard mode. It's too fast for me.
After playing for sometime sipping coffee, I go to my study table and start writing down my ideas.
You see, I am a renowned artist in OU. I am Son Chaeyoung. My abstract paintings are so lit, according to what the professors have told me, they even gave me a spot, right in front of the main gate of ONCE UNIVERSITY, to showcase my creativity.
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FanfictionWelcome to ONCE UNIVERSITY! The story revolves around the intermingled lives of 9 girls, who live in a Girls hostel and are getting schooled from Once University. #Nayeon is here to achieve her goal. What's that? Will her goal destroy the lives of...