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|jiha's pov
after a few minutes, a guy, probably in his 30s? went to me. "hi, you're jiha, right?" he said. i nodded and stood up to properly greet him. after that, he started touring me around the building.
|45 minutes later
"here's the last room jiha-ssi, your first class is dance right?" he asked as we stopped in front of a familiar practice room. "um, yeah. thank you so much for touring me around here." i thanked him.
"oh, your welcome, i guess. good luck on your first day, have fun jiha." he said and walked away. i sighed and went inside. there were 8 trainees stretching inside. i felt intimidated all of the sudded and just walked to the corner to stretch before the class. since i was taught with mostly contemporary and ballet, i mostly focused on my flexibility and balance.
as i was stretching, a girl went to me. "hi, are you new?" she cutely smiled and asked me. "oh, um, yeah.." i nervously smiled at her. "well, hi, i'm wang zihao, and you're?" she asked my name and lent her hand for me to shake. "uh, i'm jiha.. nice to meet you." i said as we shook hands.
"you're new, right?" she asked and i nodded. "yeah, by the way, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" i asked with a nervous smile.
"oh, i don't mind at all. i'm 15 years old by the way. you?" i nodded and answered. "oh okay. i'm 11, soon to be 12 in march 13." i said as we sat down. "ah, you're pretty young.. i wonder why jyp pd-nim let you here in the upper class.." she wondered.
"ah, what's the upper class?" i asked. "oh, the upper class are the trainees who are great in it. there's a lower class in dance class too. same with vocal class and rap class." i nodded. "oh.. um, well.. how many years are you training?"
"4 years now.. it will be my 5th year in 4 months.." i gasped in surprise. "ah, really? that's cool eonni!".
"um, you're not korean right?" she asked as other people started to go inside the practice room. "yeah, i'm half filipina and spanish." i shyly answered. "cool! i'm from china, if you can tell though."
