The Letters He Never Sent || Minsung

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Past
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I hold my backpack strings nervously as I walk to the front doors. It is my first day at the new high school, since i had to transfer when i moved into the new apartment.

I kind of feel like a completely new person, I even got a haircut. I try and enter the front door of the school with a smile, ready to meet everyone. I was first met with a smiling male.

"Hello, you must be the new student! I don't recognize your beautiful face!" The older male says.

I have to fight back a laugh, but I end up smiling to the man. "I am, I'm looking for the student body president?"

He smiles. "That's me."

I smile once again at the male, already creating a new record of smiles i had shared with students back at my old school. "Are you going to be the one who gives me the tour?"

The male nods. "Yeah, let's start with the office here." He motions his head towards the glass window, an older women waving back through it. "That is the secretary, and that is the principals office  behind her." He says.

He starts to walk, causing me to follow behind. "You enter through these doors to-" he suddenly pauses, gasping. "I never asked you name! How rude of me."

I chuckled. This guy is utterly ridiculous, a total nut job. "It's Lee know, but call me Minho." I says. The male smiles and nods, introducing himself as well. I didn't pay full attention, a male by the lockers caught my eye.

The guy looked away before I could meet his eyes though, so I just scoffed and averted my attention back to the man blabbing in front of me. The whole tour went on, I honestly was getting annoyed with the guys talking even more as it went on.

By the end of it, it was already time for the school assembly. This guy had wasted my whole morning. I parted from him with a goodbye, trying to remain as nice and calm as i could. I reached the auditorium, having a seat in the middle crowd.

The women, who i assume was his principal, came up and started saying some welcoming words. I didn't listen to most of it, only the important parts about clubs and classes.

When she was finally done, everyone started to rush down to the sign up sheets for all the clubs. They seem to make or break your school year, so I also ran down to find something decent. I chose a dance club, something simple.

I really had no interest in anything, my parents never gave me the option of doing anything. However, now that I live alone and am grown, I can make my own decisions.

I head to class after signing up, having no problem finding them due to the long tour i received earlier. The day goes by fast, my classes were boring since they had to the beginning of the year activities.

Lunch passed even quicker. The food was bad, and I had nobody to sit with. That is is okay though, I like being alone. After lunch, I returned to my classes. Currently, I am on my way to the dance room. I can't believe this school is so big that is has a special room for just dancing.

I knock on the door, slightly opening it when I do so. I am met with a taller male, and he smiles to me as I enter the room.

"Hello!" He says enthusiastically. "You must be the new student?"

I nod. If I am being honest, everyone's enthusiasm and loud voices are draining me. I can only smile and say 'thank you' so much.

"Well," he starts, clapping his hands together. It's only then when I look around and realize there are other students staring at me. "We should start class now."

I raise my brows, setting down my bag. "You were waiting for me?"

He nods. "Yeah, we got a note a new member was coming. But it's okay, you aren't late or anything."

I hum. I head closer into the room, everyone's eyes follow me. I look around the room, seeing all the people. They look all so different, but the same. Expect for one, he looks completely out of place. I see his eyes meet mine, so I give him a smile. An actual one, since he is the only person who isn't draining. I chuckle to myself as he looks away.

"Okay, so." The guy starts again. "I am Hyunjin, I'm a senior. I am going to be running the club, but please be formal."

Everyone hums, I don't. I find it quite embarrassing when they do actually, they seem to bow down to this guy.

He looks to me, with a smile. "You. Come up here."

I point to myself. "Me?"

He chuckles. "Yeah, come on."

I head up to where he is standing cautiously. I forgot to mention I changed into a pair of sweats, figuring the jeans I was wearing earlier isn't proper wear for a dance class.

"Do you know how to dance?" He asks me, looking at me hopefully.

I smile at him. "No."

His face drops. "You don't? Why did you join a dance club then?"

I shrug. "I am open to learning."

He facepalms. "Do you know any routines?"

I think for a moment. "Nope." I shrug.

I hear a few laughs from the back of the class, making me chuckle too. Hyunjin looks like he is holding back a swear word. He looks around the room, like he is looking for someone.

"Seungmin!" He calls.

A guy sitting in the back pipes up. "Teach him a routine or something." Hyunjin says.

The guy nods, gesturing for me to go to him. I walk over to him like a little kid. The next twenty minutes are full of explaining and a lot of sweat. I got some BTS dance routine memorized by the time the rest of the class are done with their conversation starters.

I'm glad I didn't have to do those, but at the current moment I wish I did. I am not back at the front of the glass, and Hyunjin is asking me to dance with him to the choreography.

"Alright," he claps his hands. "Let's go."

The music starts, and I get into place. I'm not nervous or anything, considering Seungmin had said I was pretty good. When it's time to dance, I start to move to the music. Its honestly fun, I'm glad I joined this class instead of math club or something.

By the end, Hyunjin is sweaty and I am chuckling. "Wow, this is fun!" I say.

He chuckles too. "You beat my ass, you're good. You sure you haven't been dancing?" He says, catching his breath.

I chuckle, "Nah, it's my first time. Really."

It's only then I remember I am in a room full of students. They start to clap and praise us, making me a bit flustered. I haven't ever really gotten praising, so this is nice. A certain student though, has his mouth wide open. I smile at him again.