"i simply don't get why he acts like that in front of me," yeonjun said to minjae.
"maybe try being close to him?" the older boy suggested. "he's new and all."
"why does he look at me with this certain reproach that we can't work together just for this project." yeonjun banged his fist on the table and everyone looked at him.
"do you want to dance to calm down?" minjae asked.
they made their way to a nearby dance studio where yeonjun danced his thoughts off. despite being in college and having a busy schedule, he still found time for his passion. he donned a white tshirt and black jogging pants before hitting the dance floor.
he heard his phone ringing and it was an unknown number. he answered it. yeonjun turned off the music really quick.
"yeonjun? it's soobin," the voice said.
"yes?" his voice turned steely cold. "what is it?"
"when can we talk about the project?" his voice felt soft it felt strange for the older boy's cold ears.
"maybe tomorrow?" yeonjun tried to go for a more cheerful tone. "i'm quite busy at the moment, you see."
"okay, see you tomorrow!i gotta go im on a telephone box." the line went dead.
he opened the music again and started dancing.
