⁺◦ 𝔥𝔬𝔱 | 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 .

↳ 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐨 .

"i just want to try the combo one more time, (y/n). we've got to get that lift right." chan struggles to speak, as he attempts to catch his breath.

he's taken advantage of the spacious dance studio, as he lays on the floor. you watch his chest rise and fall with each breath. you eye the knee brace that's wrapped around his knee, and you start to wonder if it's a bright idea to keep practicing.

"chan, it's late. we should head home and get some sleep. we can always practice tomorrow."

"let's just run it one more time, (y/n). the competition is right around the corner." chan persists, unrelenting.

he props himself up, resting on his hands. you watch his fingers move towards his knee brace. he seems to be tightening it.

"fine, but this is the last time." you agree to chan's idea to go through the choreography one more time.

you help him get to his feet. he tries to suppress a groan, but he doesn't succeed in doing so. your eyes rake over him. it doesn't take a genius to notice that he's not in a good condition.

"i don't think this is a good idea anymore, chan." you finally say what you've been wanting to say for the past two minutes.

"are you saying that because of my knee?" chan looks down at his knee, trying his best to look prideful.

"yes," you breathe.

"my knee is fine, (y/n)." knocking his hand against his knee, chan proves that his knee is durable and in perfect condition. "please, let's just go through the choreography one more time."

against your better judgement, you acquiesce to chan's wishes. the music starts and everything goes smoothly. you hit every dance move and every facial expression that you're supposed to at the right time. you and chan are perfectly in sync, but you can feel your nerves building up. the big lift that's been the hardest part of this choreography is coming up very soon.

ballet is about precision, so you two can't afford to miss this lift. to win this competition, you can't afford to be anything less than perfect.

the specific part in the song that indicates that the lift is only a few counts away is playing. chan is standing on the other side of the room, nodding at you. he mouths three words to you, "we've got this."

the music quickens, and you're in no position to hesitate. you start running towards chan, then you feel his hands fall around your waist. he's lifting you into the air. you're flying, up until you hear a sound that breaks your heart.

not long after that horror-filled sound meets your ears, you hear a blood-curdling scream come from the depths of chan's being.