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55. Rehersals

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AUTHORS POV

Yoongi, Namjoon, and the other students left to change their clothes as they were pretty uncomfortable to dance.

Here, Jimin and Lily were discussing something about the dance, pairs, and some random things related to these rehearsals.

"Jimin, I think you should change too," Lily told him, looking at Jimin's formal clothes, and to be honest, Jimin didn't expect this.

"And why?" he questioned back, so Lily replied, "It's a couple dance, so when I teach, I need someone as my partner, and who can dance better than you?" Lily said, making Jimin remember his college days when he was mad for dance. There wasn't a single activity related to dance he missed. He was popular for his skills, even though he wasn't a professional dancer.

Still, he loves to dance, but since he joined as a professor, he hasn't had time for himself or to dance. But now, the day is finally here.

"You are making me remember our old days..." Jimin smiled, reminiscing.

"The golden days of our college life when we just used to barge into the rehearsal hall just to dance without caring about the world," Lily said with a soft smile as she was a little zoned out, remembering, and Jimin smiled too.

"True, I wish we could bring those days back." What Jimin said is true; everyone wants their childhood or the life they lived. Everyone wants the power to go back to that era again.

"Jimin, now we are getting late; you should change fast," she said hurriedly as she was finding something in her bag.

"But I didn't bring any clothes?" Jimin asked.

"Don't worry, I have an extra one you can wear," she said, handing Jimin a t-shirt with long baggy sleeves that was beautiful and cropped.

"Don't you think it's too girly for my liking and cropped too? I won't wear it," he complained, and Lily crossed her arms over her chest, making a 'done' face.

"You changed for real! You didn't have any problem earlier, but now?"

"That time I was just your classmate, but now I'm a professor here," Jimin argued.

"Doesn't matter. You are going to wear that. I don't know anything. Go and come back fast," she shot back, and Jimin had to listen because, in the end, it was his responsibility to handle it. So he took the crop t-shirt and left.

After a few minutes, he came back wearing it. "Fuck!! What is this? It's so short!" Jimin exclaimed, looking at himself and shaking his head.