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four

i slam my back against our studio wall, and slide down slowly hitting the floor with a plop. i take a long drink from my waterbottle and try to calm my breathing, wiping sweat beads forming on my forehead.

i start to shut my eyes and lean my head against the wall, wanting to relax as much as possible.

"hey mister, are you okay?" a worried sounding voice came from in front of me. i opened my eyes, noticing one of the little girls we teach standing in front of me looking concerned.

I push myself off the grown and grin, "im all good! dont worry about me, are you ok yuri?" her once concerned look turned into a giggle and nod.

"thank you for teaching us so hard today, mister!" she says with the purest smile and turns around, running off to a group of kids her age.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and I look behind me to find a red-haired male looking at me. his name was hoseok, he did these classes with me. i've known him for a couple months, but we aren't really close. id consider us merely coworkers than friends.

we don't hang out, outside of work. If we see each other at like a grocery store or at a park, we just say hi and walk out separate ways. he's quite attractive and sometimes we have random girls try to come in and watch him dance and I always have to ask them to leave.

it's annoying.

"oh hey, did you need something?" I asked looking at him. he shook his head, "no, just wanted to ask if you were alright. you kinda look like shit right now."

i rolled my eyes, "oh wow, thank you hoseok. but yeah im fine, just extra tired today i guess. didn't get much sleep last night." i said trying to reassure him.

what i didn't expect was a smirk. "ohh.. i see haha" he said with a wink. i raised my eyebrows at him, mostly confused. "what?" he simply laughs and pats my shoulder.

"you got laid last night huh?" he brings his voice down to a whisper so none of this kids could overhear him. my eyes widen and I punch his arm jokingly, "oh my god no? I just couldn't sleep. just because your a fuck boy doesn't mean im one"

laughing, he puts his hands up, "okay okay no need to get so offended". I roll my eyes, "whatever, well im gonna head out now ill see you tomorrow"

it was the end of the class today so I decided to go home. igrab my stuff and start walking to my car.

oh, how grateful i was for this car. i don't even have to pay anything for it, well besides gas. my parents are super supportive of me, so when they found out how far away from my apartment was from the studio, they bought me a car.

the apartments I stay at are quite nice so of course, it's a little expensive. So while I pay for that, they pay for my car. I told them they didn't have to pay for it, that them buying it for me was already enough, but they insisted.

after about 15 minutes of driving I arrived at my apartment. i immediately make a b line for my bed as soon as i walk inside. once in my room, k do the same thing i do every day.

I tossed my dance bag to the floor, closing the door with my foot as I crash into my bed. laying on my stomach I pull my phone out, as soon as it connected to the wifi it was flooded with endless notifications.

ever since I blocked that god on Instagram and he made a post about me I've been getting a ton of followers and questions about me and him. maybe blocking him, even as a joke wasn't my smartest idea.

usually id love this attention but i was feeling a little overwhelmed, having it being so sudden. i half expected to get a lot of hate from his fangirls/boys but i actually had a lot of compliments. i felt as if his fanbase said a lot about who he is.