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Sunoo

Riki really did forget about the issue of his dried and restored notes as he gushed about the whole audition thing and how he will be able to perform well for the dance teacher to pick him for the school anniversary's spacial performance. He will he over the moon as dancing is what he's literally been missing out and he loves it so much. Dancing also loves him as the moment I saw him dance, he looks like a pro. I have seen dancers after dancers but never have I seen someone dance like him and the fact that he has asthma and has leaned the dance in just a few tries.

He's really that gifted in dance and art  but he's restricted. But in my opinion, it is a waste to not let him perform this dance as he is so good at it.

Wait, I'm complimenting him too much for his own good. I should stop.

However, he should do it in moderation. I must see to it that he enjoys it at the same time, he will be more cautious and that is literally my job, to tell him to stop. Also, because I found out he's been in his room for years due to his asthma, his lungs sort of like got used to this set up and it makes him tired in just a few movements. Now, I want that lungs to have a little workout. Maybe exercise his lungs to be able to adjust.

I smiled at the thought of us walking at dawn and watch the sunrise. Oh, and the image of us having a little jog once in a while. I could also teach him some sport like volleyball, or a less tiring one, ah or even teach him a little self defense.

"Hey . . Fluff, wake up"

His fingers snapped in front of me making me look at him only to realize I've zoned out for a while. Wait, did I just zone out while imagining?

"Yeah?"

"I've been calling you for a while but you don't answer. I guess I'll call you Fluff from now on. You seem to like it as you respond when I call you that"

He smiled teasingly at me and I almost whack him with the spatula making him laugh.

"Don't start if you don't want this pan to fly at your direction. Remind you, I never miss"

"Ok, I'll stop. . you might get hurt once I avoided the flying pan"

"Quickly finish up and go to rest as tomorrow, you have a big day"

"What's tomorrow?"

I turn behind me and it is his dad who just walked in.

"N-nothing dad .  ."

"Thanks Sunoo, it's my first time seeing Riki eating well"

Looking back at Riki, his mask is back on his face again. Should I tell him Riki's dance audition?

"Riki, I'll have some words with your dad . . leave us for a moment"

He walked away before I faced Mr. Jung.

"What is it? What did he do this time?"

"Oh nothing, he's actually doing great. . the reason I want to talk with you is that, I spoke with one of the dance instructors in school and- - -"

"Did Riki asked you to speak for him? Did he tell you about his stupid dancing again?"

"No! He never mentioned anything about dancing to me. I just accidentally saw a picture of him dancing when he was little and then I got curious so I asked him and he told me how he loved dancing but his condition does not allow him to. . - - -"

"No. If you're asking me to join him in that dance thingy, my answer is no"

"Why?"

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