I fell in love with your hands first [ENGLISH]

Chapter 1: Through a screen

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Hyunjin walked through the door of his small apartment, carelessly throwing his schoolbag down the hallway as he leaned against the wall to remove his shoes. His day had exhausted him, both physically and emotionally, making him feel like an empty shell. His modern dance class this morning went terribly wrong, although it wasn't his fault at all. A dispute broke out in his working group at the last class, and despite the fact that an entire week had passed, tensions were still present. They hadn't managed to stay coordinated, nor to stay focused, drawing their teacher's attention to them. Of course, she gave them a thorough lesson on understanding, teamwork and the practice of their choreography. Hyunjin, who had luckily been spared the argument, had to endure the sermon through no fault of his own, putting him on edge for the rest of the day.

As a result, tensions had only intensified, even in their dance history class in the afternoon.

Letting a sigh escape, the young man passed a hand through his faded blond hair, pulling them into a short ponytail.

He leaned against the door, letting his gaze linger on his student studio, as he pondered what he might do. It was still early in the afternoon and he had no immediate work to do. A small voice in his head would whisper to him to begin to advance for a dissertation which he had to give in the course of next week, but he quickly silenced it. He was in a creative mood. To hell his dissertation. He'll have all the time in the world to do it next week.

He hummed softly, straightening up from the door. First, he was going to start by taking a shower. A shower and a change of clothes seemed to be paradise at the moment.

The young man grabbed his bag, picking up his dancing clothes and putting them in the already overflowing basket of dirty laundry before heading for the shower.

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Hyunjin dropped into the cushions of his little couch, grabbing his phone. He had finally decided to do some video editing, since he had some videos filmed in advance and he would soon be without content to post.

First, he opened his favorite app, which was also the app where he posted his videos: TikTok. This very popular application, which he had discovered thanks to his friend Felix, and which he quickly became addicted to. He was immediately assailed by hundreds of notifications. Likes, subscriptions, comments. He ran through as many of them as possible, responding to comments that caught his eye, before swiping to his creative page. His eyes immediately turned to his followers base, which now stood at just over 20,000.

Hyunjin sighed, stuck on the number. It was always weird for him to think that in a year and a half of posting dance videos and silly challenges, he had convinced 20,000 people to follow his account. The blond young man gently scrolled his page, looking at the statistics of his last posts, before going back to his For You page and closing the app. If he started to scroll down, he would never edit his next TikTok.

So he forced himself to open his editing app instead, giving himself the mental challenge of editing at least three TikTok today. Hyunjin imported the different video rushes on the app, before getting to work.

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He finally gave up after two, to return to TikTok. The guilt barely present under the excitement of seeing what was new on the app. It's not like he can't work on it in the bus tomorrow morning...

He was currently scrolling through his For You page, going from cat videos to funny videos or advanced dance choreographies, which he was saving to try to reproduce later.