°•.E'LAST IMAGINES.•° [ ENG ]

°•. Romin #1 - dance partner .•°

°•.part 1/2 ;)

you lean back on the wall behind you while taking your phone out of your bag, you slowly let it drop onto the floor at your feet. 
you let out a small sigh of relief, happy that your last course of the day has finally come to an end.

you take off the airplane mode in order to check your notifications, before you feel someone bumping into you out of clumsiness.

"Ouch Wonjun !" you shout without even taking your eyes off your phone.

"Sorry I just wanted to get out of here."

you raise your eyes towards your friend and frown.

"I understand but please be careful it's not like I needed my shoulders right now."

"yeah sorry, about that can we go grab our stuff because we might be late." he answers with an impatient tone while taking your bag off the floor.

you mark a pause before replying.

"fine."

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"geez you have no idea of how much I hate philosophy classes. Who thought about putting this course in the late evening it's driving me crazy", says Wonjun as you're both heading to the bus stop.

"I have no idea but this person is mad at something I guess."

it doesn't take long for the bus to arrive, you finally can rest for 10 more minutes before you reach the dance studio.

dancing has been your passion since you were young, and your parents didn't wait long to suggest you to enter a dance company, which you did at a very young age.

few years later, you met  wonjun, who quickly became your best friend since you were sharing the same passion.

it's been about two years since you both attended the same dance class in a new school who proposed a course for experienced people like you.

even if the trainings were late in the evening, and that you could feel tired of your school day sometimes, you never missed any classes, because the excitement would always overcome the tiredness.

once arrived, you pull the big front door of the dance school building before heading to the elevator.

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"I always have the same feeling when the first class of the year comes..." you say as you put your stuff in your locker.

"which feeling ?" Wonjun asks while getting his water bottle out of his bag .

"like you know, when you didn't dance for two months and that you feel like you lost all your skills."

you both let out a laughter.

"I feel you, your friend replies. But I personally prefer to tell myself that this year will be even better than the last one."

"those are some wise words."

you also take your water bottle and your white towel out of your bag, and follows wonjun into the dance room.

your heart fills up with excitement when you hear your fellow dancers scream your name as you step into the room.

you greet your teacher before walking to the group of people that was surrounding you, you were so happy to see those familiar faces again, because a lot of them didn't attend the same university as you were.