Itzjustmeamoa
Getting into KQ Institution of Performing Arts was supposed to be the start of Choi San's dream. Instead, it turned his life upside down.
The dance department's quiet perfectionist Choi San who's also very observant finds himself falling for Jung Wooyoung-a student who barely pays attention in class, yet dances as if talent runs through his veins and he was born with it. Infamous for being mischievous, reckless, and the department's biggest troublemaker, Wooyoung is everything San tells himself to avoid.
"What was that?" San asked after watching Wooyoung get a little too close to another boy.
"What? You told everyone we're nothing more than friends, yeah? So why do you care, San-ah?" Wooyoung uttered in a high voice
"Because... be-"
"Go on. What is it?"
San swallowed the words caught in his throat.
"Never mind. Go flirt with whoever you want, Wooyoung, in fact, go make out with them or.. or sleep with them and come tell me how I was way better than them. Come back to me when you're done fucking around."
Without another glance, he walked away, leaving Wooyoung standing there, tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek, wondering why those words stung more than they should have.