Pretty Boy

13

"This is the last part, okay? 1 and 2 3 4 5 6 pop and step and 1 2 3 and 4 5 6 7 8, see, it's not that hard Oppa." Jaehyun looked at me like I was an alien who had just spoke a foreign language to him.

"Are you sure we are siblings?"

I thought on it for a second before responding, "Pretty sure... Why?"

"Because I understood only about 50% of what you just did. Where did you even learn to dance like that?"

"I practiced dance a little after you became a trainee, then I was trained at JYP for a couple years, and along with all of that, I have learned over a quarter of the 1Million dance choreographies they have put out for the last 3 years." Sure, that was a lot of dances to learn, but I loved to dance. My brother was always more of a singer than a dancer and though he has become phenomenal at both it doesn't change the fact that it takes him time to learn. Jaehyun isn't a natural when it comes to dancing. However, I was a natural at dancing... singing... rapping... you name it. I was not good at dancing when I started, but I learned quickly how to do just about everything. It also helps to devote hours upon hours to the art.

"You are crazy, little sis," Jaehyun said to me.

"I think her ability is amazing," a voice behind me said.

Look at the lovebirds.

Jaehyun, I can and will put you in a hole in the ground.

You don't mean it.

Test me, I dare you.

"Thank you! See Jaehyun, that is how you can be nice," I glared at my brother.

"He only said that because he likes you," Jaehyun stuck out his tongue at me. I acted like I haven't heard him.

"Thank you, Taeyong. Sorry, my brother is being an idiot today," I smiled a sweet smile at him. I had kind of just accepted that I liked him and at the same time accepted we could never be together. Dating within a company is super risky and I still have to wait out my dating ban anyways.

"Anyways, I came to tell you both the I saw the choreographers heading over," Taeyong said. "So, yeah. I'm going to get out of here before they get here."

He left the room and lone behold in a matter of minutes we had a male and female choreographer standing in front of us. They introduced themselves as Yoojung Lee and Koosung Jung. Of course, I recognized them and of course, I was freaking out on the inside, but I kept a collected exterior and hoped for my facial expressions not to betray me.

"We heard you guys had a choreography in the making, so we will see it and then fix it," Yoojung blatantly stated. I thought it was a harsh way to word it, but then again, this is idol world. I got in my position and Jaehyun got in his. The music started and so did we. My brothers dancing was in no way messy or clumsy which made me wonder why he had acted like he was such a bad dancer.

Why did you act like you were such a bad dancer?

Look, sis, when you are in as big of a group as me you have to find a way to stand out. Being a jack-of-all-trades doesn't necessarily work. I mean....... hey, hey, hey, don't start crying.

I didn't even realize I had let a tear slip out as I was so absorbed in my dancing. Koosung turned down the music while Yoojung approached me and kindly put a hand on my shoulder. I stopped dancing and turned around to her allowing her to embrace me and soothe me, "Why are you crying? You haven't even debuted yet."

"I'm not crying for myself, I'm crying for them," I choke out through gasps.

"For who?" Yoojung patted my back softly, kindly.

"For those who debuted and those who haven't. For those who have a dream, they are not sure will come true. I am wrong enough to fight for myself, but I am in no way strong enough to save all of them," with that my knees went weak and collapsed under me. Yoojung tried to slow down my fall while Jaehyun caught me. My breathing sped up and the world started to seem too bright.

"Oh my gosh!"

"Is she okay?"

"She will be fine. She is a fighter, but I think we call it a day for today."

"Do you want me to see if anyone is outside to help you get her to her room?"

"Yes, please."

The last thing I saw was my brother's worried face and a bright light.

Hi y'all! I get it... worst author ever. I hate it when authors just don't post for what seems like forever and here I am doing it to all of you. It's no excuse, but if I am to be completed open with you guys I was scared. Scared of topics I want to cover (AKA stress and dating). I finally started to write again and then with all the Hyuna and Edawn stuff going on I was just not sure when it would be appropriate to write about a similar subject since the wound is still open with many people. Anyways if you guys like this story feel free to vote, comment, share with your friends, or message me. I love y'all so much I don't think you can fully understand how much your support means to me. Love y'all. ~BellaBanana