Hey everyone, I know it's been a long time but here is chapter 10! Sorry for the long wait!
난 숨쉬고 싶어 이밤이 싫어. 이젠 깨고 싶어 꿈속이 싫어. 내 안네 갇혀서 난 죽어있어. Don't wanna be lonely. Just wanna be yours~ I was singing BTS's Save Me in my head while warming up for dance practice. Today was my first day and I wanted to be prepared. You probably want a recap on what happened, am I right? Well, it went pretty well I can tell you that. Anong, the boys and I had a great time together after Mr. Bang left. He wants us to call him Bang PD Nim but I tend to be formal with those above me so I sometimes call him Mr. Bang, still in habit. I started laughing at what happened that day when we got into the room. The boys went crazy. My favourite was when they blurted out why we were there. Those were great times. After Mr. Bang left the room we had some lunch with them, ordering chicken and ramen. Cheap, I know, but at least we got to eat to our heart's content. I decided to stretch out my legs, getting on the floor and doing butterflies. This was one stretch I really needed to work on in order to do the splits forward; I can only do them to the sides, hoping to get as low as a couple inches above the ground. I spent about a minute doing that before doing the hollywood, putting one leg across the other and pulling it to my chest, looking like I'm hugging my leg and switched to the other leg, doing the same thing. What I didn't notice was Anong walking in on me stretching. I began to cheer myself on, trying to go down lower but could only do it by a couple centimeters. "Yay! I'm getting closer!" I cheered, still not knowing Anong in the room. I accidently lifted my hands in air earning my body to drop to the ground in pain and shock. "Ah~ My thighs!" I was holding my inner thighs with either hand, earning laughter from across the room. I turned towards where I assumed the laughter was coming from only to find Anong slowly walking over while clutching her stomach. Thanks for the support. What a friend you are. "Wow! You did it, but did you see yourself!? That was hilarious!" She said all in one go while trying to contain her laughter. I joined in, still in pain and lying on the floor curled up in a ball. "Of course I saw it! I also felt it! When did you get here?" I snapped back at her while trying to get up. I began to rub my thighs, trying to get rid of the pain, slowly diffusing it before it only began to hurt a little. I got up slowly, trying to be careful. "Why am I such a clutz!? Why did you curse me!? Why~!?" I asked no one in particular while staring at the ceiling and raising my fists into the air. "You poor baby~." Anong cooed at me while rubbing my left shoulder. I am a poor baby! Of course I wasn't going to tell her that so instead I just gave her a look saying 'stop teasing me you butthole'. "Anyway, I came in here to wish you luck with the class. I have gotten a few trainees and they have all been great so far." The keywords being so far. She continued while putting one hand on her hip and the other dropping to her side. Work it girl. The thought popped into my mind and before I knew it I was trying not laugh while she continued. "I have to get back but I will see you after work. Bye! Good luck! Fighting!" She balled her hand into a fist before shutting the door of the studio and walking to the singing room. Thanks, I guess we will see each other later. The door opened and in walked tons of trainees. Should I call them students or trainees? I decided to go with students since I am technically their dance teacher. Might as well, I mean, it makes sense. "Welcome students! As you are fully aware this is your dance class. Are you ready?" They all nodded their heads, some more eager than others. This is going to be fun, I thought while going to the place where I can put on music. "But first show me what you know. What song was it that you danced to?" A random student,whom according to her nametag was Lee Yunji, shouted "It was Pillow Talk by Zayn Malik" I have heard this song, it has a pretty good melody and rhythm. I looked it up and put it on, while sitting on the wooden floor in front of the class. They all got into their places and the music began. The way their bodies were in sync with the music, it had a lot of movement because of the counts in it. Each move they made went perfectly with the song and you could tell they practiced this a lot. You could feel the passion in the room, each one of them enjoying themselves along with I. Wow, they are amazing. How am I going to compete with this? I wondered as the song began to end, sadly, because I was enjoying this. Time to get started. I clapped earning smiling faces along with some that appeared confused. "You liked it? Our old teacher said it was terrible and we should change it but then she left so we never got to." A girl who was wearing dark green sweatpants pulled up to her calves and a plain black t-shirt paired with black vans had said. I examined her a little more noticing she had a round face, and light brown hair pulled into a loose ponytail. She looked to be around 16 years old. So young. "Liked it? You have got to be kidding me." They all looked to the ground, ashamed for some unknown reason. "I absolutely loved it! You all were amazing!" Everyone's faces lit up with joy and all bowed while saying different types of thank you. I clasped my hands before standing up and pacing in front of everyone. Suddenly an idea popped into my head. "How about we learn a new dance?" They all started shaking their heads. "Come on, I need to hear you." I laughed. "Okay." The class said in unison. Finally, it gets boring to be the only one talking. I grabbed a bowl and a couple of sheets of paper, ripping them into small rectangular shapes. "Here's the plan. Everyone will write down a song you want to learn a dance to, and put it in the bowl. After everyone is done I will pick a random student and have them pick a random piece of paper and that will be the song. Got it?" I sounded so professional it didn't even feel like myself. A whole bunch of got it's, okays, and yeses were heard about the room. I grabbed a bucket of pencils I brought from home just in case and started handing them out to each student along with pieces of paper. After a couple minutes the bowl was filled with every student's song suggestions and the pencils put away. "Okay, now let's see. Who wants to pick?" Almost everyone's hands shot into the air. I laughed a little at this, enjoying this activity. I began searching around the room before pointing to a boy in blue jeans, a white tee and white converse. "You there." He did a victory dance, and the rest of the class groaned. "Calm down, you will all get a turn for we will be doing this once a week." A whole bunch of yes's could be heard and students began high fiving each other. How cute. The boy made his way up to the front and before he got a chance to put his hand in the bowl I had a question. "And what is your name?" I asked, seeing as how his name tag had fallen off during the dance. "My name?" I nodded, obviously. "My name is Min Kyung." He bowed before looking at me while smiling. I nodded my head before ushering him to pick a paper. He ruffled his hand around before finally pulling one out and handing it to me so I could read it aloud. He walked back to his friends and silently listened to what it was going to be. I set the bowl down before looking at it. This is a pretty good song! I took a breath, making the class feel anticipated. I kept looking at the paper then back to the class, some were crossing their fingers and other were biting their lips hoping theirs gets picked. "And the song we will be learning this week is..." I gave a short pause looking at the students examining their faces, trying to remember my first class of the day. "Needed Me by Rihanna." The class cheered and one girl in particular caught my attention. She was wearing black leggings and a white blouse paired with white wedges. Her black hair was down to her collar bones, curled into natural looking waves. Wow, she's pretty. I started to compare myself and looked to the mirror on my right. I was wearing a black and white baseball tee with blue whitewashed jeggings and some black converse. My hair was down in it's natural wavy state, falling to my waist. God my hair is long. I thought as I ran my fingers through it. I put full attention back to the class, having a dance routine already in my head. I clapped earning a couple scared students and chuckled a little, while walking in front of the mirrored wall. "Everybody spread out and face towards me." They all scurried into a position, and did as I told them. So obedient. When I have kids I wish they will be this obedient, I inwardly thought and smiled. "Are you all ready?" I breathed in and out trying to calm my nerves before looking into the mirror, seeing nodding heads everywhere. I am ready. After class, everybody was tired and it was time for them to go to a different class, I took a break. I walked over to where my stuff was and took my water bottle out of my bag, taking a couple gulps. Ah~ so refreshing. I set it back down and decided to dance to another song that I had recently learned. Fire by BTS. The song was really amazing and I just couldn't ever get enough of it. The choreography was super fast and could really work up a sweat and definitely increase your heart rate. It took me a while to learn this song but finally got it as perfect as I could. The song began playing and before I knew it, it was over, not noticing until a few seconds after the last beat just how much I felt like I was dying. It felt like I just did the mile run for gym class and I had to make it under 8 minutes. Those were the days. I laughed at myself before a thought popped into my head. Why not test myself to see if I can dance to different songs? I rushed over to my bag, grabbing a towel to wipe myself off while walking to the computer and putting on random play dance. 5...4...3...2...1.. A song began to play and making me say "Oh crab cakes!" in English because I didn't expect it to start so soon. I rushed to the middle of the dance floor and joined into the song but before I actually could another song began to play and I got it down this time. Time began to fly by and I didn't notice the clock read 8:45 at night, meaning my shift was over but I continued till I felt I was done. Soon enough it was 9:13 and I was exhausted. I turned off all the electronics and began packing my bags,my aching muscles causing me to slow down and take my time. I can't believe I have to go to work with BTS tomorrow. I love that song. Tomorrow the boys have a variety show to go on and I have to go along since I'm their assistant manager. I forgot which variety show it was exactly but it was either Weekly Idol or Hello Counselor, both being my favourites. Either way, I was going to enjoy myself and I am positive Anong was going to also, with her being the main. A deep voice interrupted my train of thoughts, giving me a mini jump scare, small enough for it to go unnoticed; at least I hoped. "I thought you left already." Why would I leave?