Butterfly Effect | Han Taesan

25.

"5,6,7,8"

"Leehan, straighten your arms. Woonhak move towards your left. Taesan remember to advance to the front after this part."

Riwoo was meticulous when it comes to being their dance director. No detail will ever go unnoticed by this God sent dancer.

As the 6 boys tirelessly went over their dance routine, Saneul sat at the corner of the practice room, filming some behind the scenes content for the group's socials. She took her role very seriously. After all, she felt like she gained new brothers ever since she became friends with them.

Just as she was thinking about the word "brother", a text from Haneul came in. Saneul furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She was close to her brother, but their relationship had strained ever since she got into university.

Haneul

hey sis, I have a free day next Wednesday
we should meet up!
it has been a while since we last talked and since it's your semester break, let's meet

hey
yea sure i'm down
where should we meet?

how about this cafe?
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okay then
see you on Wednesday
17:23

Placing her phone away, she diverted her attention back to the boys. Through the reflection of the mirror, she noticed her boyfriend staring at her with a tinge of concern in his eyes. He saw the way she looked puzzled while texting, not failing to notice the questioning head tilt when she received her brothers' text notification.

She shook her head, dismissing his worries, urging him to focus on his practice. To which he obeyed, instantly getting back into the zone as he tried to focus on Riwoo and Jaehyun's instructions.

After practice, everyone was lying down on the floor in exhaustion, panting hard while they try to fill up their lungs with oxygen after running through the performance for the last time that day.

"Hey, why did you look frustrated while texting just now?" Taesan said in between his rigorous pants.

"Hm? Oh it was nothing, I was just shocked to see a text from my brother." Saneul replied, taking out a dry towel from her bag to clean off his sweat.

"Haneul texted? Why did he suddenly text you?" he gently took the towel from her to continue drying his hair.

"Yeah, he just asked if I was free to meet next week since he finally got a break from shadowing some neurosurgeon."

"That's good, you haven't seen him in a while. Are you excited to meet him?"

"I guess? I don't know. What if my parents set him up for this? To get him to talk to me and persuade me?" Saneul's voice laced with defeat.

"Don't worry Sanshine, we are literally going to be done with our first year soon, what more can your parents really do?"

"That is true... Okay let's not think about it, I'll just focus on having a good time with him next week!"

Taesan nodded, giving her a head pat, an action he does whenever he is trying to ease her worries.

Suddenly the door burst open, an excited Sungho came running in, yelling at the top of his lungs, scaring everyone in the process.

"We did it! We did it! We got in!"

Everyone turned to look at him in confusion. What exactly did they achieve? Saneul did not remember their schedule having anything significantly big coming up. So what could it possibly be?