I walked into the dance studio like I've won some kind of lottery. I strut in there ready to show what I've got. I was at my most confident ever, excited to put Minhyuk to shame.
"Glad you showed up, let's get star-"
"Shh, save it! I practiced on my own."
"Oh-kay then, show me"
I danced my heart out, wanting to see shock on the face of the man in front of me. Let me be real with you all, this is the best I've ever done in anything in my life. He may not have shown any expressions while I was dancing but I just couldn't wait to hear what his stupid mouth has to say.
And there it was, a complement. A simple one, but I'll take what I can get. "You did good"
"Good? I think I did great!"
"Don't be too proud that I complemented you Roha"
"Oh but i am, cause I learned on my own" I raised an eyebrow as a taunt.
"Did you really though?" He smirked
"Yes, all throughout the night even!" I retorted.
"Let's see about that, could you please show me the first step?"
That I did. I leaned to the right and moved my right hand to the left side with an extra snap to it.
Minhyuk intervened "You see the snap and extra lean you did there?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"That's not the choreo now is it?"
"It is! In the dance video!"
"No Roha, I'm the only one who does that. It's obvious you copied that from me" Minhyuk smiled and winked.
I scrambled for my phone and played the video to his face. It's the step! I will not play his mind games.
His smile widened, his eyes shifted from the video to me. "See for yourself."
He was right after all, how stupid of me, but still, that's not the point! "Ok fine, I did copy you, but that's what you've been asking me to do all along! So I see nothing wrong with it" I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, but I do"
"What?"
"How are you suddenly able to copy what I was doing, when you couldn't from the start?"
"Duh, practice makes perfect!"
"That's not it Roha, practice makes perfect doesn't happen overnight."
What is he even trying to tell me? Can't he just let me be?
"You were too self-conscious and whiny to follow what I was asking of you"
"Yes because I didn't know how to dance!"
"Oh but you did, you just had that mindset and you just kept on complaining"
I couldn't dodge his words, they hit me deep for they were true. Man, I'm getting humiliated, aren't I? He made perfect sense.
"You were too shy to even move and then suddenly because you're angry, you can pull this off? Do I even have to teach you then?"
I was so embarrassed I wanted to dig myself a hole to rid myself from the face of the Earth.
"I- I get it. I'm sorry."
I've been telling this story too emotionally one-sided haven't I? He probably felt that I was too tense and grumbly and wanted nothing to do with it. And I took that as impoliteness. Wow, I feel so guilty that I've been judgmental.
"I'm not saying it's all bad though, at least it got you out of your shell."
"Yes, I guess rage overpowered my self-doubt"
"Sorry I had to get you mad to dance."
"Did you plan this out then?"
"No, of course not. But I'm glad you could follow up now. And sorry I haven't exactly been nice."
All I could do is smile timidly.
"Are you ready to learn now then?"
"Yeah"
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Mr. Rude & Ms. Two Left Feet
Fanfiction(You in an Astro Fanfic) Being forced to a school competition, you have no other choice but to follow someone you truly abhor, Mr. R U D E. Though through time, you get to see that he may not be as rude as you thought he was. idk if this might seem...
