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Kim Migyung, a former prima ballerina who had to give up dancing after an accident. Not being able to do the only thing she's ever known, her dreams stripped away, she...
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“Are you stalking me?” she screamed in the fairly crowded street.
With panic blossoming in his chest, Hoseok was quick to clasp his hand on her mouth. Looking around he found a few people staring at them and he could only bow and apologise as they walked away.
“Hey! I'm the celebrity here. I’m the one who should get stalked. Don't think of yourself that highly.”
Seeing his saucer-like wide eyes and infuriated face, she burst out giggling again even as his hand kept her mouth covered. His lips twitched seeing her curved eyes and he removed his hand from her face while she continued to squish his cheeks in her hands, his lips puckering. It made her giggle more.
“So cute! But seriously, this can't be a coincidence. What are you doing here?” she asked, her words slow and measured as she let her hands fall to his neck.
Putting his hands on her shoulders, he urged her to stand up and steadied her with a firm grip on them when she swayed a little. Smiling, he said, “I was sitting there with my friends. We were having dinner and then I saw you and thought I should give you a little surprise.”
Migyung grinned wide, her wobbly steps bringing her closer to him. He didn't notice nor did he make any efforts to release her. Standing like this, being with her like this almost felt natural enough to not care about anything else.
“I liked your surprise then, Hoseok. I like it a lot,” saying this, her smile gradually fell and she let her body lean completely against him now. Her hands slid down from his neck, down his chest till her arms hugged his waist. The feeling of her hands on his body made him shiver but he hugged her back.
“Is everything okay, Migyung?” She nodded against his chest.
“I like hugging you,” she declared and he let out a breath before a bright smile overtook his features.
“I like hugging you too, Migyung.”
“Good.”
They stayed that way for a moment, silent as they swayed from side to side, oblivious to the crowd that passed them, not like they cared. They looked up, however, when the restaurant door opened and out came a man, looking around and smiling when he saw them. Hoseok was confused.
“I thought you got kidnapped, Miss Kim,” the man said, stepping closer to them, his eyes widening slightly when he caught sight of Hoseok but he quickly schooled his expressions and gave him a kind smile.
“Are you the Hoseok that was calling Migyung so impatiently?” he asked with a teasing smile, making Hoseok and Migyung laugh and pull away. Hoseok still kept a protective arm around the woman who looked a little sober now.
“He is,” Migyung answered him and turned to Hoseok and continued, “Hoseok, meet Nathan Ahn. he is the director of the ballet department at the academy. Nathan, meet Jung Hoseok.”
