Special kind of BAD || haesoo ✓

30.

At the end of the lessons, the class teacher warned that tomorrow's lessons during the basketball game would be cut short, and the old Jisoo would use this chance to rehearse one more time before lessons at the academy. Even though today, Madame Bernard sparingly praised her knowledge of the material that was taught during her absence. 

She hinted that a ballerina should always remain a ballerina, despite the sad events in her life, and continue to walk straight and proudly on stage because being a ballet dancer is not just a profession. This is a character, a way of life, your whole future destiny. Some accept it, continuing in their old age, like her, to teach and share experiences with the future generation, while others leave or are forced to leave when they finally accept the fact that they did not give enough. 

Jisoo wanted to be among the first, although she understood that there were other important factors in her life that greatly prevented her from fully focusing on ballet. And Madame Bernard should not notice this. However, now Jisoo was happy to make an exception for that important person who fully supported her ambitions. As planned, yesterday Haein borrowed a scooter from Jungsuk, on which he picked up Jisoo after classes in the evening, and together they first went to her house to pick up her things. 

In a week, at the end of the month, their rent expires, which the mother rarely had time to pay on time, barely scraping together the required amount. Jisoo knew that she literally had nothing to live on right now. The thought of finding a job was out of the question as she struggled to find even time to eat and sleep with her schedule and desire to be the best. Because of this, Jisoo was grateful to Haein, who took full responsibility for taking care of her materially. 

She didn't know what it was like to live with a guy. She had no father or stepfather. The mother, of course, had romantic relationships with men, but she never saw her boyfriends, only learning about them when they gave her a ride home. However, Jisoo never lived alone. Therefore, the presence of Haein in her life was extremely important. She needed to re-learn how to live and adapt to the world, and he was ready to help her with this. 

There were very few things important for Jisoo in the house. Only textbooks and some clothes, which were practically non-existent, because she spent all her days either at school or doing ballet. 

"I think I'll have to buy a shelf for your books," Haein grinned, barely dragging a heavy travel bag with her books into his apartment. "They don't give us so much homework, why do you need so many?" 

"Sorry," she smiled at him guiltily. "But you think I beat the class president with my beauty alone?" she chuckled, mentally agreeing that she had too many textbooks. Some she knew almost by heart, and since she was here temporarily, it would be necessary to get rid of the excess. 

"But you could very well," he answered, hugging the girl, and pressing her with a strong kiss. 

He was supposed to have his first collection of stuff at the port today, and Haein couldn't admit to Jisoo that he would be out all night. Slowly releasing his lips, which did not stop kissing her face, he pressed his lips to her neck, tightly clasping her waist, and pulled her to his body. He still couldn't believe that Jisoo had agreed to live with him, which made him not want to waste another minute.

"I'm hungry," Jisoo informed him quietly, causing Haein to reluctantly recoil from the fragrant neck.

In fact, she was only very worried about the fact that from now on they would always be together. And no matter how this thought, each time appearing in her head, pleasantly tickled her from the inside, Jisoo could not get used to it yet. She didn't know how to behave and she was afraid that one wrong step could destroy all the good that was now happening between them. She was sure that if there weren't Haein, she wouldn't have emotionally recovered after the funeral.