Drawing and dancing obsessions

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"Nagisa~ cmon wake uppppp" A deep male voice woke you up. It was your sweet foster brother, Kim Taehyung. Your foster family was nice. For once, am I right? Oh and I forgot to mention that Nagisa felt no pain but she was always emotional. You stopped talking when the accident took place and that was 2 years ago. You haven't talked in 2 years. So your voice has never been heard by your foster family. You were obsessed with drawing and dancing. Today was your first day of school. You promised as soon as you made 1 friend you would start talking. Taehyung said he was gonna Introduce his friends to you. "You alright? Wait, are you ready? Aaaah I don't even knowwwwwwww." He makes you smile so much, you are on the verge of laughing. You and Tae went and got ready. Tae was gonna drive to school with you. Your first class was dance. "Good morning guys" "Morning Mrs.Lee" "Today we have a new student and she might know somebody here. " " She?! " You smiled knowing she was talking about you " "Yes. She. I want her to dance alone then with her brother... Kim Taehyung. " Everybody gasped, clapped and cheered. If you want to see the dance I'll put the link below if not skip it:

"Wow she's so flexible" Everybody claps except for one. He's giving you a dirty look. Like he's never seen a girl dance before. You shook other off and gestured Taehyung to come up and dance with you for the next dance.

Everybody cheered and you were blushing because you didn't think that you were good at dancing although you were. " WOOOOW" The teacher paired you up with the greatest girl dancers: BLACKPINK (note: you are Lisa.) And BTS was already paired up.

As usual the applause. Now it was bts' turn.

Don't ask why the hell the studios we're different. It's nothing to do with the fact they all have different studios. Maybe it is hehehehe. So the applause ,for some reason , wasn't as loud as it was for BLACKPINK. You thought that it was because of jisso and Jennie but it was only you, you were the talent in that class.

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