Lula~ a ballerina who finds that she has become a back up dancer for the K Pop group Got7.
Yugyeom~ a boy in a K pop group who finds that he's fallen in love with a ballerina.
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Jackson walked into our room with a frown. "Our manager just called me."
"Okay." Yugyeom said.
"He said that Lula should stay in New York after the tour is over because she's 'no longer needed'" He said rolling his eyes while doing air quotes.
"What?" I said as a tear streamed down my face.
"I'm sorry Lula I know this job meant a lot for you." Jackson said sitting next to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder to comfort me.
"Don't cry... why don't you just come back with us anyway?" Yugyeom said.
"I can't, I won't have a room in the dorm and if people see us in public together you'll get in trouble, it just won't work like it used to." I said wiping my tears.
"I have to go I'm supposed to meet Mark but call me if you need anything guys." Jackson said getting up and leaving me and Yugyeom's room.
"Th-this can't be it for us." I said placing my forehead head on the palm of my hand.
"It won't be I know it, we can Skype everyday and I'll send you presents in the mail and I'll visit you whenever I can-"
"Don't." I said cutting him off.
"Don't what?" He said intertwining our fingers.
"Don't act like long distance will work. No matter how much we both love each other it won't." I said.
"It will, I know it." He said.
"What time is it in Seoul right now Yugyeom?" I asked.
"Um, 10:30am why?" He asked.
"Exactly, right now when I'm getting ready to go to sleep after a long day of ballet you're waking up, or practicing, or recording, or having a language class, it's a 13 hour difference Gyeomie...
right now it seems like it could work, but the first week you're gone yeah we'll skype everyday, the second week every other day, by the third we'll both be too tired to even bother and eventually it will feel like we're both just figments of each other's imagination." I said shaking.
"I don't know what to say." He sighed.
"There's nothing to say, I love you Yugyeom but it's over for us, so please just hold me." I said now crying harder than I ever had before, even more than when me and JB fought.
He wrapped his arms tightly around me body and I felt small water droplets fall onto my shoulder but he probably felt a reservoir of salt water on his.
