Chapter 3

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When I woke up, it was already midday. I streched myself and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. A towel wrapped around my wet body, I stayed in front of my miror, putting brown contact lenses.


Today I wore blue jeans and grey tee-shirt. I decided to eat something outside. I grabbed my phone, my leather jacket, my mask and my handbag. I locked the front door before going outside

Êven with the sun, the weather was cold. I walked down the streets and reached the center of Gotham. I entered in a small restaurant and order a coffee and a mixed salad.


As I ate, I looked throught the windows and watched people walking in the streets. When I finished, I paid and left.

The sun was hidden by dark clouds. The rain was on its way. I walked faster until a reach a little building of three floors of brick. I entered and was welcome by the warmth.


'' Y/N ! '' a voice exclaimed as I took off my jacket.

I looked at the man who was in front of me.

'' Hi Jung. How are you? ''

'' Fine and you ? Ready for the new choreography ? ''

I nodded with a smile.


Jung was my dance teacher. Since I was working at the club, I became quite famous in the milieu and I took private classes with him. He was really nice and I saw him like a big brother. I knew that if I have a problem I could call him at any time of the day.


I followed him to the second floor. He let me in front of a door which lead to the locker room. I entered in the room. There were five rows of lockers. I had my own locker where I let my sportswear. I changed myself and joined Jung into the dance studio.

'' Ready ? '' he asked

'' As always '' I smiled.


He began the music and we danced.


I was sweating at the end of Jung's private class.

He joined me to the changing room as we talked about everything and nothing. I grabbed my things and saw a message from Thomas, telling me he was picking me up after my class.

I called him.

'' Hey, where are you ?'' I asked

'' The red car, in front of the door of the school of dance '' he responded

'' I'm on my way ''


I looked at Jung.

'' I have to go. Come tonight at the club and we'll hang out after my show , yeah ? ''

" Okay, little sis' " he answered, ruffling my hair. '' See you tonight ''

'' See you ''


I walked down the stairs with my belongings. I went outside and saw the red car of Thomas. I jogged toward it and went in quickly.

'' Yah, you stink '' he said

'' Good to see you too Tommy '' I answered. '' Why did you come so soon ? My job doesn't begin until midnight. ''

'' I have your order'' he responded, handing me a little bag of paper. '' I didn't want to have it with me to long . ''

I rolled my eyes. '' It's not like you never touch it '' I said.

'' You should stop that,you know. It's not good for you ''

'' Who are you ? My dad? '' I scoffed '' Anyway, Jung will come tonight. We'll hang out. You want to join us ? ''

'' Where will you go ?''

I shrugged '' I don't know. Somewhere fun ? Jung knows great places to spend time with this'' I said, shaking the little bag if front of him.

He bitted his lips.''Come on. It'll be fun. You know you should take a break after the whole work you did for us '' I said, trying to convince him.

He sighed '' Okay . But first I bring you back to your flat and you'll take a shower, take a little rest before going to work. You'r so skinny. Do you eat properly ? '' he asked worryly.


'' Yes dad. ''



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Hi everyone ^^

Here is the third chapter. it was supposed to be shorter but I'm worry that you'll give up on it if Damian took too much time to appear.

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