The Girl He Never Knew | SVT THE8

3 | fake hero

#nowplaying

= HOT - SEVENTEEN =

🔥🔥🔥

[MYUNGHO'S POV]

I stared at the 50 dollar bill that had fallen to the ground, debating if it was worth owning up to it but be blamed for disrupting teacher Park's lesson... Everyone knows that getting punished means cleaning the school for days. I've been there done that, and I'm not sure if I wanna do it again.

"I..." I hesitated, and so did my buddy, Lee Seokmin.

"It's mine." I heard a soft voice behind me. I turned around to confirm that it was my nerd classmate talking before turning to the front again. All I could do was pretend to stay out of it.

It was also because of the nerd's confession that teacher Park decided not to pursue the matter anymore. I should be thankful but does that mean I just lost my 50 dollars?

For the rest of the lesson, I kept looking back at the nerd. I knew of his existence all along but I never had an actual conversation with him. Part of me was starting to get curious about him but another part of me just wanted to claim my 50 dollars back...

Either way, he and I are going to talk.

...

When the school bell rang, I waited for teacher Park to leave the class before confronting the nerd behind me. But when I turned around, he was gone and the 50 dollar bill was left on his desk.

I snatched the bill faster than Seokmin did. It was my prize to claim after all.

"What the heck? He's gone? I didn't even get to say thank you," I mumbled and looked out of the back door. The nerd must've slipped out from there.

"So weird... I never expected that nerd to help us," Seokmin chuckled.

"I thought we were gonna lose our money," I said in relief, and Seokmin hyped up right away.

"Our money? So you're buying me lunch today?"

"In your dreams," I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag to go before he could talk me into it.

"I don't want cafeteria food. Let's get pizza to celebrate the end of prelims..." Seokmin tagged along as I walked out of class and pestered me for the rest of the day.

...

= Friday, 7:45pm =

Dance CCA ended some time ago and I was finally leaving school. The crew and I spent hours jamming to a new song, HOT by SEVENTEEN, and the good times passed so quickly that we never noticed it had gotten late. When I dropped by my locker once more, there was a flyer that slipped between the cracks. I took it in my hand and read that it was a newly opened Dance Academy, doing early bird promo for those who are interested in a one-year membership.

"See you next Monday!" One of my crewmates said as he jogged past me.

"Bye," I responded back while folding the flyer into my pocket. Already figured that I could check this place out on my way back home.

I arrived at a new building, which was just about 15 minutes walk from home, and the looks of it already captured my interest. My heart was skipping just by staring at the neon white signboard, which says:

M&K. DANCE ACADEMY.

I took out the flyer from my pocket again to read. The cheap early bird prices attracted me as I've always wanted to join some dance classes that weren't too expensive.