The lights in the practice room were dimmed, casting soft shadows on the mirrors. It was late, and most of the trainees had gone home. I stayed behind, as usual, to perfect my moves. Dancing was my escape, my sanctuary.
Tonight, however, I wasn't alone. Y/N, the new art intern, was sitting in the corner, sketching something in her notebook. She had been around for a few weeks now, and I had noticed her a few times, but we hadn't really talked.
As I finished my routine, I walked over to her. "Hi, I'm Bamby. What are you working on?"
She looked up, startled, then smiled. "Hi, Bamby. I'm Y/N. Just sketching some ideas for the new album cover."
"Can I see?" I asked, curiosity piqued.
She hesitated for a moment before handing me her sketchbook. The drawings were incredible, capturing the energy and movement of the dance perfectly.
"These are amazing," I said, genuinely impressed. "You really have a talent."
"Thanks," she replied, blushing slightly. "I love drawing dancers. There's something so beautiful about capturing movement on paper."
We chatted for a while, and I found myself drawn to her passion and creativity. Before I knew it, we were meeting regularly after practice. I would dance, and she would sketch, and we would talk about everything and anything.
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*Y/N's POV*
Meeting Bamby was like stepping into a dream. He was so talented, so dedicated, and yet so humble. Watching him dance was mesmerizing, and I loved capturing his movements in my sketches.
One evening, after a particularly intense practice, Bamby joined me on the floor, panting slightly. "That was a tough one," he said with a grin.
"You make it look so easy," I replied, handing him a bottle of water.
He took a sip and then looked at me, his eyes serious. "Y/N, I've been meaning to ask you something. Why did you choose to work with us?"
I smiled, remembering the moment I decided to apply for the internship. "I've always loved art, and I've always loved K-pop. When I saw the opportunity to combine the two, I couldn't resist."
He nodded thoughtfully. "I'm glad you did. Your art... it's incredible. It makes me see my own dancing in a new light."
His words touched me deeply, and for a moment, we just looked at each other, a silent understanding passing between us.
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*Bamby's POV*
As the weeks passed, my feelings for Y/N grew stronger. I found myself looking forward to our late-night sessions more than anything else. One night, as we were packing up to leave, I decided to take a chance.
"Y/N," I began, my heart pounding in my chest. "Would you like to go out with me sometime? Maybe for dinner?"
She looked surprised but then smiled warmly. "I'd like that, Bamby. I'd like that a lot."
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Your first date was magical. Bamby took you to a cozy little restaurant that served Pyongyang naengmyeon, his favorite dish. Both of you laughed, talked, and enjoyed each other's company. It felt like you had known each other forever.
After dinner, you two went for a walk by the river. The night was cool, and the city lights reflected off the water, creating a beautiful, serene atmosphere.
As you walked, Bamby reached for you hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "Y/N," he said softly, "I know we haven't known each other for long, but I feel a connection with you. Something special."
You looked up at him, your heart swelling with affection. "I feel it too, Bamby. Being with you feels... right."
He smiled, and in that moment, You knew you were falling for him.
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*Bamby's POV*
Being with Y/N felt like a dream. She understood me in a way no one else did, and being around her made everything seem brighter. But I knew that with my busy schedule, maintaining our relationship wouldn't be easy.
One evening, after a particularly exhausting day of rehearsals and filming, I called Y/N. "Hey, can we meet? I need to see you."
She agreed, and we met at our usual spot by the river. When I saw her, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
"Y/N," I said, taking her hands in mine, "I know things have been hectic, but I want you to know that you're important to me. I don't want to lose what we have."
She smiled, her eyes shining with understanding. "Bamby, I know your work is demanding, and I support you. We'll find a way to make this work."
Her words filled me with hope. "I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too, Bamby," she replied, leaning in for a kiss.
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*Y/N's POV*
Our relationship wasn't always easy. There were days when Bamby's schedule kept us apart, and I missed him terribly. But whenever we were together, everything felt right.
One weekend, Bamby managed to get a rare day off, and we decided to spend it together. We went to an amusement park, laughing and screaming on the rides like kids. It was the perfect escape from the pressures of our daily lives.
As the sun began to set, we found a quiet spot overlooking the park. Bamby wrapped his arms around me, and I leaned into his embrace, feeling completely content.
"Thank you for today," I said softly. "I needed this."
"Me too," he replied, kissing the top of my head. "I'm so glad we have each other."
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*Ccto to this drawing*
As you two stood there, watching the sun dip below the horizon, he realized how lucky he was to have Y/N in his life. She was his muse, my confidant, and my love.
"Y/N," He said, turning her to face him. "No matter what happens, I want you to know that I cherish every moment we spend together. You're my everything."
Tears filled your eyes, and you smiled. "And you, Bamby, are my everything."
Both of you kissed, sealing your promises to each other, knowing that no matter what challenges came your way, we would face them together.
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*Y/N's POV*
Life with Bamby was a beautiful, unpredictable dance. There were ups and downs, but through it all, we had each other. And as long as we did, I knew we could overcome anything.
As we walked back to the car, hand in hand, I looked up at him and smiled. "I love you, Bamby."
"I love you too, Y/N," he replied, his eyes full of warmth and love.
