A BTS FF. You are the new kid in town and school just got interesting. Right from the first time you walk into your classroom, seven boys interrupt your life turning it for the better and for the worst.
What's going to happen to you this year? What...
Well I found out that, that thing is in all of my classes. You know who I'm talking about, right? If you don't, it's that Hoseok guy. I can't seem to get away from him. It really bothers me. But what's funny is he always keeps a good size distance away from me. I don't know why but I don't care. It's none of my problem.
My last class of the day is dancing. I like to pretend I'm not any good. It makes others look and feel better about themselves. I'm just being nice. Hah funny.
I've danced all my life. I used to take ballet but ended up hating it. I only took it for a year then I switched to piano lessons. The teacher almost made me cry so I gave up on that too.
One day when I was walking home from school, I saw a small crowd with loud music playing. I walked over to them to check it out. I had to, kind of, push my way through. When I finally got through, I saw two groups, each with three members.
I didn't understand what was going on but it seemed interesting enough to stay. The music began and one of the members started moving their arms in these weird ways. Their movement of dancing mesmerized me. I got Lost in the music and began to dance a little myself.
I watched their movements and recreated what my body would have to do to accomplish that move. Some of the people around me stopped looking at the dance battle and more over to me. I didn't realise it because I was so involved in the music, but quickly snapped out of it when I felt a hand on my right shoulder. Because of my stupid instincts, I flipped them over.
Did I ever mention that I was really strong when I was young? And did martial arts? No? Okay.
I immediately helped the guy up, bowing and apologising to him. The guy said I was really good and asked me who I got my dance lessons from. Who my dance teacher was. Of course I said that I used to take ballet and never danced like this before. He offered me an, once in a lifetime, opportunity to become idol but I turned down the proposal. That's when I got so obsessed with dancing in a hip-hop style. Or the more modernized style.
Okay, back to the present now. In class we have to show of our dancing skills. What level we're currently at. And of course I back off. After I'm done dancing, that thing walks up to me, slowly clapping. "That was so beautiful. So many flaws that I couldn't count them all. You truly are a prodigy at failure".
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He smirks while crossing his arms. That sarcasm is getting on my nerves. At least I wasn't trying to dance my best.
"Why thank you. I do try," I innocently smile, walking past him. When I said that 'I do try', I meant it. I tried to do the worst I could.
Hoseok doesn't know how to react to my response. I walk over to my bag to get some water and watch the other students dance techniques. About a few feet away from my bag, my body stops moving. I see a white flash as I immediately fall to the ground.
