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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...
Migyung folded the last box, pulling all the boxes together and tying them up together. Picking them up, she took them outside and left them on the floor to take with her when she left.
Brushing her hands against her jeans, she entered the room again, this time all done. Sighing, she hugged herself, her lips pulled apart in a proud smile. She had done it.
The shinny light coloured wooden floor paired with white walls and a handle bar before the mirrored wall was all she had ever dreamt of in her studio. The morning sunlight from the window and the unusually shaped skylight gave it the edgy, personal look she had always wanted.
A place of her own.
A safe haven for dancers like her.
For the lost and deserving.
"The place looks amazing," a giddy voice said from beside her. "When can we start practicing, Miss Kim?"
Migyung chuckled and turned to the girl with her hands full with takeout boxes. "Tomorrow. Let's rest today and eat."
Yeonseo nodded, her bright smile fitting right in the studio. It was a happy place. Just how they were feeling.
Things were going just how she had planned them, except for one thing. Although that made her heart feel heavy, she didn't let it bother her much as she ate with her first official student.
Life would go on anyway.
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"You out-did yourself, Yun. The place looks amazing. I'll drop by tomorrow," Mijung said passing Migyung her phone.
The girls were sitting in the backyard of their parents house. The evening sun heating their skin even as a chill had started settling. It would soon be impossible to sit outside in the evening without blankets.
"We'll drop by tomorrow," Heejung corrected his girlfriend, taking a seat beside after placing the plates in his hand down.
Looping an arm around her shoulders he gave her a brief kiss and Mijung gave him one right back. Laughing they gazed at each other, lost in their little bubble. Migyung looked away, feeling a twinge of hurt but quickly recovering as her parents joined them.
