Wednesday, March 2, 2016. Manila, PH
A week away from Korea, Jungkook checked in at a hotel in Manila, where he's going to stay maybe.. Forever?
He picked his phone up and went through his gallery again. He deleted everything.. From messages to videos. Everything.
He had been receiving calls internationally, but he has an idea to who it was, so he always rejects it.
"Sir, room service!"
He opened the door to a brunette, with cleaning materials in hand. He smiled and hand his room key to her as he left.
He was off to his work since it was almost 12 in the afternoon. He rode his car and drove out of the parking lot.
Ever since he came to Manila, he had been receiving compliments from people. He hears them say "Gwapo"/but he never understood what it was.
A few minutes of driving, he arrived a studio. It was a dance studio, he was hired as a choreographer. His students usually range from kids to teen, sometimes adults.
" Sup kook."
He was greeted by the owner of the studio, Hoseok. They're same in age, but Hoseok is a pro when it comes to dancing. He ain't normal, as kookie thought.
"Are there new students?"
"Yeah, they're in the studio."
Kookie didnt answer, as he immediately walked to the studio. He placed his bag down and turned to see the new students.
"So, good morning."
"Good morning po!"
Jungkook smiled, and walked infront of the group.
"Were going to learn the choreography of LA today, you guys ready?"
Squeals were heard and kookie just smiled. He was happy, he really was. Being days away from tiresome pain, away from Jimin. He was happy.
After 4 hours of dancing, the other students already went home. Jungkook went to the shower room to freshen up.
"Jeon Jungkook."
He was startled, only Hoseok knows his real name.
"Remember me? You gave up on Jimin eh?"
Ignored.
"Jimin is going to be mine, Kookie."
"Shut up, Yoongi."
