Fear ➳ l.g.l.

7

{Edited due to some typos and grammatical errors. Noticed when I proofread this chappie}

Let's let go of the past, Park Ara. Fighting!

Maybe dance class would be the only thing that could make me breathe once again.

I've always wanted to do this.

My new life's about to begin.

With determined strides, I went to the place that might give me the happiness and contentment I longed for years.

I entered the building and went in the dance room.

With my acceptance letter and my name tag in my trembling hands, I went inside the room with deep breaths.

The people inside were already doing warm-up steps.

All eyes went to my direction as I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"누구세요 (who are you?) ?" A girl asked

I was frozen in place, afraid to speak. She was intimidating.

This dance school don't accept girls that much.

Rumor has it that the ratio of genders in here is 1:11.

My eyes drifted to the tall guy beside her.

He has this pale skin, eyes too cold to stare at.

He was wearing a black cap and all-black practice clothes.

He was intimidating as well.

He lifted his gaze and met mine.

He furrowed his gaze in annoyance.

"Yah! I asked you a question!" the girl said as she looked at me in disbelief.