Paint You the Way You Are

DANCE STUDIO

HYUNJIN

Minho and Han were having a heated discussion while I was literally stalking Felix's Instagram. I screenshotted all the photos he had on there, which was about a thousand, and saved them to the gallery.

When I finished my coffee, I left the straw between my teeth and flipped it from one side to the other. It was quite comforting.

As I was about to exit the app and join the conversation between Minho and Han, when I saw a huge red number on my notifications. When I clicked on it, I realized that probably the fact that I was the only profile Felix was following was throwing people off and that's why they decided to start following me. Last time I remembered I had a thousand followers, now it showed about fifteen thousand.

When I finally got through all the notifications, I realized that I kind of liked the sudden attention. Even if it's not because I've accomplished anything.

I turned off my notifications and looked at the two in front of me. Han was waving his arms, trying to explain something, while Minho sat leaning back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest, watching Han closely.

But the look he was giving him gave me quite a pause. Minho's eyes were big and round, but now they looked even bigger and sparkled like the night sky.

'Well, just while I was lying there calmly, it approached me slowly. I don't remember much of what happened next, but I can say that I survived my death that day.' Han finishes and takes a sip from his cup.

'Are you talking about how you almost got eaten by an alligator again?' I say.

Minho and Han both shoot me a look.

'He's exaggerating, acting like it's a really big deal, but it really wasn't a big deal,' I snap at him. That makes Minho's lips spread into a smile. I blink and try to remember if I've ever seen him smile.

'What are you talking about. It was horrible. I have PTSD.' At that, Minho bursts out laughing. Han frowns at me while I smirk at him.

'I don't doubt it was horrible for you at all, I just find your friend kind of funny,' Minho shoots a glare at me.

'Anyway, it's time for us to go,' I say, standing up. Han sits still with his unfinished cappuccino while Minho gets up with me. I smile at him and walk away from the table closer to the door and wait there for the two to join me.

FELIX

I'm standing in the middle of the dance studio and for about the tenth time I'm asking myself what I'm doing here. People around me are looking at me like I'm a ghost. I try to ignore them. I'm not very good at it.

My hands are shaking slightly, I don't know if it's from nervousness or what happened today, before I came here. I feel sick, like someone's sucked all the energy out of my body. I'm just floating around trying to pretend I'm fine.

But my head is still screaming at me. His words are still ringing in my ears. It's hard to perceive anything else.

When that's where you come in.

My gaze meets you and I could swear my head clears instantly.

Hyunjin.

I stare at you like I've never seen you before. My heart flutters. We've known each other for two days, look what you're doing to me.

Look in my direction, please.

Today I need your presence more than ever.

I hope you long for my presence too.