Another week has passed and I thought Jungkook would let me dance already... specially when he made such a big fuzz about my voice...I don't understand if he likes me or dislikes me... I'm going to start calling him Jungkook... it's weird calling him teacher in my head...he is my age...
Another class starts and he doesn't even need to tell me to sit down, I already do it by my own will.
I notice there is this girl that is not even following along with the steps. It's clear to see she doesn't want to be here anymore. Jungkook keeps stopping the class to get mad at her. My question here is why do I have to sit and she doesn't?...he didn't even gave me a chance!
The class finishes and I go to him...once again...
"Teacher, I don't understand why you keep ordering me to sit, when you haven't even gave a chance?..."- I said trying to be as polite as I could.
"Please don't call me that, it's just weird...I tried to endure it, I really can't"- he said, completely changing the subject. He is really getting on my nerves.
"Fine! Jungkook I don't understand why you keep putting me in the corner!"- I said as my frustration finally came out.
" In the corner...?"- He said confused, because I don't actually sit in a corner.
"Yes! You know dirty dancing? Patrick Swayze gets mad because they put Baby in the corner and so he says 'Nobody puts baby in the corner' and then he shows that Baby has the potential to Not be in the corner!!"
I can see a little smile form on Jungkooks lips after I said this.
"Wow...I never heard the word corner so much in a sentence."- He said chuckling.
I sigh in frustration and turn my back to him to leave the room. He doesn't take me seriously.
"Y/N"- He called my name, making me stop.
"I put in the 'corner' for your own good..."- he continued.
" How not letting me learn and rehearse good for me?"- I asked.
"I just know it is.."- He answered.
"You know?...what exactly do you know?...you know how I worked my ass off in physiotherapy so I could walk normally again...it took me another whole year so I can actually do decent rhythmatic movements. So if the doctors say I can follow my dreams, you are not going to be the one who says I can't..."- I said and left. After that, I wanted to die remembering I just screamed at a teacher...I'm so done...
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There I am...in the vending machine...my head against the glass...just remembering me screaming at that guy Jungkook who is actually my teacher... uuugggghhhh.
" You know...you have to click the buttons so the machine can know what you want.. it doesn't work on telepathy yet..."- someone said, making fun of the fact my head was asking for support to the glass while I'm being a whole mood.
I turn around and there was a tall, very handsome guy...
"Hey, I'm Yeonjun."- he said putting his hand out for me.
"I'm Y/N." - I said shaking his hand.
" Are you new here?"- He asked.
" Yes, I'm a trainee.."
"Oh cool, so you must be very young, I'm 19"
"Actually..I'm 19 too.."- I affirmed with a fake smile on my face.
"Really?! That is so cool! I hope we can get along.. the only person I know here my age is a teacher" - He said and I fake laughed, remembering the reason behind Yeonjun found me like that on the vending machine.
He looks really nice though. We spent some time talking and he looks like a good person to be friends with. Although he is my age, he will probably debut soon...but until then he is classified as a trainee.
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Another day, another fight...
I'm going to have class with Jungkook again. I don't know how to face him...maybe I should go die a little and come back right after...
Trying to redeem myself I sit in the what so called 'corner' without Jungkooks ordering me...he looks at me and starts the class...
Jungkooks POV
I look at her and she is just sitting there...she looks so sad...it's my fault she is like that...I didn't stop the class but once I was done, she was still sitting there so I went to her.
I kneeled down to her level and her head shot up once I started talking.
"I thought you were going to dance independently of what I said..."- I said to her remembering what she said to me.
"Well... I want it to, but then I remembered I shouldn't...you are still my teacher...I don't want to disrespect you...I'm sorry for being mad at you..."
Little does she know that she was more than a student to me once...
This thought makes me sad...Im the only one who remembers who she is...who WE were...
I don't want her to hurt her knee but if she says the doctors say it's okay...I'm going to let her dance...
" Are you sure you can do it? Dancing won't be a problem to your physical health?"
Once she hears that, she nods intensely with a big smile on her face.
"Then get ready for the next class...we will be dancing "Bermuda Triangle"
Once I finish saying this, she looked like a happy child.
"Yes!!! Yes! Yes!!.. Oh my God thank you! I can't believe I will actually dance now"
With all the emotion she hugged me. I was surprised. The moment I was going to hold her back. She realised what she was doing and let go of me...
We both clear our throats, she thanks me once again and leaves.
I really hope I made the right choice and I won't hurt her health...
I forgot what it felt like...her hugs...her smile...her metaphoric ways to explain her frustration...like the corner...how did she let me be forgotten...
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