❝𝐹𝑎𝑡𝑒❞ || Hyunho

❀ ɴɪɴᴇ ❀

Two days had passed since Hyunjin's illness, and he was finally feeling back to his old self. With his energy restored, he decided it was time to return to the studio.

As he arrived, he was greeted by the familiar faces of his fellow members. They all rushed towards him, concern etched on their faces.

"Hyunjin, are you okay?" one of them asked, as the others nodded in unison.

Hyunjin smiled reassuringly. "I'm fine, guys. Thanks for asking."

The members looked relieved, and they began to chat with Hyunjin, catching up on the past two days.

Just as they were getting into conversation, Minho appeared, his presence commanding attention. Hyunjin's heart skipped a beat as Minho's eyes locked onto his.

"Alright, Hyunjin," Minho said, his voice firm. "You're up next. It's time to perform."

Hyunjin took a deep breath, his eyes locked on some point in the distance. The music began, a slow-burning beat that seemed to match the rhythm of his heart.

As the first notes dropped, Hyunjin's body began to move, his limbs unfolding like a flower opening its petals. His dance was a fluid, organic thing, as if his body was being manipulated by some invisible force.

His arms waved like tendrils, his fingers fluttering like leaves. His hips swiveled, his torso twisting in impossible ways. His feet barely touched the ground, as if he was floating across the floor.

The dance was a mesmerizing blend of contemporary and hip-hop, with Hyunjin's own unique style woven throughout. He moved with a precision that was almost surgical, every step and gesture carefully calibrated to maximize impact.

As the music built towards its climax, Hyunjin's dance grew more intense, his movements becoming sharper and more angular. His eyes flashed with a fierce inner light, as if he was channeling some deep and primal energy.

The room was transfixed, the other members watching in awe as Hyunjin lost himself in the dance. Even Minho's expression softened, a hint of surprise and admiration flickering across his face.

As Hyunjin finished his performance, the room fell silent, every member's jaw dropped in awe. The dance had been breathtaking, every step, every gesture, every movement perfectly executed.

Minho, too, had been impressed, but he refused to show it. His face remained impassive, his eyes cold and unyielding. He didn't even bother to clap, his silence a stark contrast to the enthusiastic applause of the other members.

"Ok, everyone," Minho said finally, his voice cold and detached. "Let's start our class. And Hyunjin..."

Hyunjin's heart skipped a beat as Minho's eyes locked onto his. For a moment, he dared to hope that Minho might actually compliment him on his performance.

"Yes, sir...?" Hyunjin asked slowly, his voice tinged with a hint of anticipation.

But Minho's next words crushed Hyunjin's hopes. "You have missed one day of class, so we have already started the group dance. You need to catch up with us, so after class, one of our members will teach you the choreo we learned yesterday. Get it?"

Hyunjin nodded, trying to hide his disappointment. Another opportunity to impress Minho had slipped through his fingers.

The group began to dance, picking up where they had left off the day before. Hyunjin watched intently, his eyes scanning the movements of the other members. And then, seemingly effortlessly, he began to dance along with them.

Despite having missed the previous day's class, Hyunjin's natural talent and quick learning ability allowed him to pick up some of the choreography with ease. Minho, observing from the sidelines, was quietly impressed. But, as usual, he kept his emotions hidden behind a mask of indifference.