You kept living. But without Jimin, it was hard. You got accepted into your dream school, Julliard Performing Arts. You kept in touch with your friends, and Jackson got accepted into Marist University, which was near Julliard, so you both shared an apartment off campus.
On day at school, your dance teacher announced that a dance instructor from a foreign country arrived to judge your dancing. You looked at Mark, who also got accepted into Julliard, who lives with Willow, a student at New York Art Academy, his now girlfriend. Your dance teacher instructed that there will be a male and female winner.
The dance instructor entered the room.
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"Attention Students! Don't think of this as intimidation! I am the lucky one to be here to see all of you perform! I will reveal the prize once we have our winners."
Everybody started their performances. You amd Mark were last.
Mark went first:
You went next:
You were walking back to your seat when the dance instructor stopped you. "You. Stop. What's your name?"
"Y/n."
"And you." He pointed at Mark. He stood up. "Uh....y-yes, sir?"
"What's your name?"
"M-ark Tuan, sir."
The dance instructor smiled. "Don't be nervous, son. I'm the nervous one here."
He looked backed to you. "Can you and Mark do a duet?"
You looked at each other and smiled.
You two quickly sat back down.
The instructor stood up. "The winners are....."
"Y/n and Mark."
You gasped. You looked at Mark, who grinned at you and wiggled his eyebrows.
"The prize is a week in South Korea. You will dance publicly in the biggest stage in Seoul."
You covered your mouth from screaming with joy.
"You can each also take 1 friend."
Mark gasped. You guys already knew, you would invite Jackson, and Mark would invite Willow.
At home
You opened the door with a huff. Today was a tiring day.
"Y/n!"
You sighed happily. Jackson ran up to you, still in his hockey uniform, minus the helmet.
"Hey, Jackson." You smiled.
"How was school?"
You perked up remembering the prize. "Very good actually.....listen, Jackson, today a dance instructor came to judge our dancing. He had one female and one male winner."
"Uh huh...."
"And Mark and I won."
"That's great!"
"And the prize was to spend a week in South Korea."
"OMG!" He started jumping up and down. "I'm so happy for you!"
"And....." You dug through your bag. You pulled out the two plane tickets you were given. You flashed then in Jackson's face. "You're coming with me!"
His eyes grew to the size of golf balls. "Seriously?" He asked, cautious.
You nodded your head vigorously.
"OH MY GOD IM SO EXCITED THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"
He started jumping around the room. Seeing him happy made you happy. Therefore you jumped around with him.
Once he calmed down, he stared at you. "Do you think we can find Jimin?"
You had a slight pause before answering. "I hope so."
