My Little Dancer

sixteen // reversal

"Chase your stars fool, life is short."
Atticus

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"Goodness unni! You were freaking awesome!"

Yein's eyes grew wide in amusement as she watched Yoojung squealing like a fangirl. She often wondered the past few days as to where this hyper girl got her energy from. Despite her small stature, she was overflowing abundantly with energy all the time.

The little girl and Dayoung had been raving quietly (or not so quietly) about how her and Jungkook's duet was insanely good and how their chemistry made it totally flawless. It was true though. Yein did feel that they had an unexplained upgrade in chemistry. She was so comfortable with him and in his arms and he seemed just as so.

That aside, closing night had ended with a bang and now her group was having an after-party at a nearby bar. It was a pretty chill place; with a live band (that was good) and really comfortable seats.

Everything was good, yes, but there were some not very good stuff about it too. Mainly, there were other groups at the same bar and it so happened that an annoying group was one of the few – the group with the three guys who has asked Yein if she had a boyfriend.

Upon noticing them when they first stepped into the place, Yoojung took up the role of 'protecting unni', in which Dayoung and Joochan immediately 'joined'.

Although she told them to relax and that it was not needed, Yein was increasingly irritated at the constant conversations they exchanged that were purposely said in a volume loud enough for her to here. They weren't holding back and simply stared directly in her direction.

Doing her best to ignore their attention, Yein distracted herself with the food and drinks. She also focused on chatting with her group, tuning out everything else.

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However, maybe eating and drinking wasn't the best idea. It required her to need the restroom and hence, put her in the current situation of one of the guys blocking her way.

Okay, maybe I should have allowed Yoojung to accompany me.

"Um, would you be so kind as to let me get back to my seat please?" Yein asked, the politeness in her speech hinting at the sarcasm she intended.

"Aww, come on Yein noona," the guy grinned. "How 'bout a date. Just one date."

Yein looked at him and raised an eyebrow. She could tell that he was pretty confident of his looks, and he was rather tall at probably about 1.8m. Even so, his forceful way of approaching her made her disgusted.

If you were a gentleman, I might have actually considered.

"I mean," he continued while folding his arms, "you don't have anyone at the moment and I don't. So why not?"

Flashing a smile his way, Yein answered curtly, "just cause. Now if you'd excuse me." She forced her way past him and hurried to her group.

"Unni!" Dayoung looked at her worriedly. "Did he follow you to the toilet?"

"He what?!" Yoojung screeched.

"It's fine. I'm alright."

Before she could reassure them that it was okay, someone slammed a glass on her table. Looking up, she saw it was that same guy. Now that he was under the different light, she could tell that he had a trace of red shades on his cheek, indicating his slightly drunken state.

Despite the harsh stares he was getting from her group who was extremely protective of her, he smirked confidently.

"Noona," he began, disgusting smirk still on his face. "If you cannot down this, you'll be my girl. If you can," he raised his hands in the end, "I'll not touch you anymore."

Yein's eyes travelled towards the glass on the table. It was a large beer glass but in it, was obviously not just beer. It probably contained retarded things inside although based on what his group ordered, they probably couldn't afford too expensive alcohol.

"How does that sound?" he asked. "I mean, noona, you're tough and all. So if it's this, you can handle it right?"

Seriously getting to her, Yein ended up glaring at him. It was such a stupid challenge and she didn't need to take it. And she wasn't going to.

"Ah. If not, I can drink it, and it'll obviously mean you lose. And you're mine."

"Ah, so if someone else drinks it, it'll be okay?"

A figure stepped between them, blocking her from the guy's view. Yein began to panic when she recognised the back to be Jungkook's. The scene wasn't exactly the same but it was all too familiar. Just like that night.

She was afraid Jungkook would do something stupid. She was afraid he'd get sick from the glass of alcohol. She was also afraid, even though she wasn't sure if he would, that he'd punch the guy. It was only right to assume like Yein did because everyone around that table definitely felt an imminent anger seething out of Jungkook.

The guy was taken aback by the sudden interference. It was evident from the way he stuttered nervously, "a-ah. Sunbaenim?"

Grabbing hold of the glass by its body, not the handle, he began to chug the drink down. This was when Yein really started to panic. Sweat drops formed on her creased forehead and at the back of her neck while her hands frantically grasped each other.

Shoving the now empty mug into the guy's hand, Jungkook leaned over and said in a low voice, "next time, don't try and own someone. They're not 'things' for grabs, hoobae."

Turning around, Jungkook noticed Yein looking at him with eyes filled with worry. She looked like she was about to say something when the guy interrupted.

"What the hell, sunbaenim. Who are you to even take on the challenge?! It was between me and Yein noona!"

Turning his head around with a menacing glare, Jungkook growled, "who am I?"

Trying to seem unafraid although he was shaking in fear, the guy said, "it's not like you're dating her or anything right?"

Jungkook's expression changed. He had a look of confidence and yet it was mixed with some confusion. Shrugging his shoulders, he answered, "maybe?"