𝐎𝐡 𝐌𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

30: [Chae-soo]

Beats resonate eurythmic basking intrinsic laudation inside the space meteoric sensation of free fierce tucks deeps down closer to buoyant.

Breathe. Focus, turn 

Spin, move, swift

Twist, bend, smile

Fall, hurt, repeat

Watch, lift,  Breathe. 

  

Head tilted slender digits skims along over bare stomach, chin raises wind brush upon sweated torso and neck, deep puff of arduous breaths inhale as a hand rests upon her shoulder blade restless muscles appeases. “You’re okay?” Wendy’s voice was lenient watching cautiously the exhausted lass.

“ Yes,” lifting her gaze from the wooden polished floor, she smiles over the mirror. The anticipation is astir descending from the deep shafts of myriad thoughts residing inside. Legs are giving out with each rigorous movement making new scratches on the pale smooth skin. The knees are weak from putting so much pressure on the lower side, and the waist could nearly bend. Still, Roseanne Chaeyoung Park wasn’t someone who’d share her inner thoughts easily, not with someone who was not her best friend. Pondering about her best friend, she hasn’t received any calls from Lisa.

She glanced toward the wall clock of the practice room. It was past 3 PM.  Her last talk with Jennie happened to be at 1 PM where she warned the heir strictly for which a few words snarls back. Thus she let it slide the adamant attitude. As long as Lisa is happy everything will be fine. 

From the open west side window, the breeze blows with the soothing rays of the sun gleaming on their side complexion. A view of the North campus garden can be seen where foreign wildflowers bloom. This room was only used for specific groups of students who participate in special events away from the East campus or the dance class at the third edifice third floor with delicate colors and the giant low iron glass mirrors to keep eyes on every movement. 

In the morning when she showed up in the practice room just as she was told. Yet, the absence of rest had made her tired enough to give headaches. The Janitor was willing to greet her warmly. He was doing his chores of cleaning just like Jennie informed him. Slightly suspicious of why The Queen Bee changed her mind when last night she was seething her tempers. She called Lisa whilst she was assured her best friend was okay, a wave of relief laden gallantly ensured for comfort. 

Therefore, retaining nothing else to do, she decided to be here. Wendy’s face lit up seeing another companion as their eyes met. She explained Jennie had forbidden her from entering the dance class so she wanted to try some steps without getting caught by anyone, which Rosé agreed to help.  

The dark-haired girl casually sits down on the floor wiping her sweat off with the use of a small towel. “You’ve missed a few steps today.” She said,

Eyes closed Rosé exhaled a deep breath. Few, she forgot all of the choreography. This is all Kim’s fault if Lisa would’ve been in her dorm they’d have had a sleepover and spent all day together but now she’s all by herself. “I know,” averting her gaze from the mirror she lays her back down on the floor and stares at the vast ceiling .“ Can’t focus,”

A slight chuckle could be heard. “ Thinking about your bestie?”

Rosé was thinking but not about her best friend. Her mind was diligent by someone else. Someone who is not getting out of her wit since last night their sweeter words still abide forcing her heart to feel a warm sensation. “Kind of. I don’t know what your bestie is up to.”

“Chill. Park, Jennie is not planning to do any bad thing with Miss Nerdy. She’ll be fine.”

She turned her head to the left to look at the girl sitting next to her, dark curls falling by a side as the tight bun loosen narrowly, fingers rans to tuck the roots gently. “Why are you all trying to get them together?”