2

254 9 6
                                    

I woke up at my phone buzzing and vibrating the hell out, I groaned and looked at the time

12:45 PM

Right, I had a dance class to attend to. I rubbed my eyes and stretched. I got up brushed my hair and teeth, did my skincare and pulled on the outfit I chose last night

 I got up brushed my hair and teeth, did my skincare and pulled on the outfit I chose last night

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I did very light makeup and tied my hair up. I had a light and yummy breakfast

 I had a light and yummy breakfast

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

And headed out.

I carefully followed the GPS, although it was being biatch, I managed to arrive there 5 minutes early

I patted my own back do coming earlier than that time and stood outside the tall building

1:58 PM

I stood right outside the door, fixed my hair and makeup and entered EXACTLY at 2PM

I lightly bowed to the receptionist lady and told her my name,

"Ah! Han Soojin, you were expected today, please go to the 3rd floor, straight the hallway, turn left and then the second right and you'll see a door labeled "Hobi's Class" that's where you need to be! Good luck!"

I thanked her and went on my way. For some reason, I felt nervous. This was a first.

I stood outside a sliver door, labeled "Hobi's Class" with shiny stickers. I scoffed and practiced my introduction

Hello, I'm Han Soojin. i hope we get along toget- no no, this isn't middle school

Hi, I'm Han Soojin. Pleasure to meet you! I hope I can become a good dancer

I plastered a smile and entered. It looked like a typical dance practice room. With a huge mirror wall and the little couches. There were people scattered around, not many, like around 20.

I walked in and looked around, it looked like they were waiting for their teacher.

I decided to take a seat and walked over to the couch in the corner, as I made my way through there, a bunch of guys, who were rather good looking, Looked over me and whistled

My dance teacher || J.hs (Discontinued </3)Where stories live. Discover now