Aera and the seniors still practiced even the class just ended. I was here, alone, leaning against the wall watching their dance. I was waiting for Aera to finish practice as I did not have any intention to dance.

Aera would always practice after the class ended, together with Sehun, Kai, Myungsoo and Naeun. I usually would go to the library or café, did not join them at all. It was wasting my time, I guess; as I did not know how to dance. This was my routine for this two months at this college; it had been two months now

It was kind of weird today because the sexiest dancer among us was not here. He rarely skipped this class as dance always being his passion. I did not have idea why did he skip class today, it did not bother me, though but the atmosphere was kinda weird without him. I mean because he was the mood maker and now it was a little dull.

“Aera, you called yourself a dancer with that dance?” Sehun teased Aera.

Aera and Sehun had a Tom-and-Jerry relationship.

“Guys, we’re leaving first,” Naeun told us.

We nodded. Naeun and Myungsoo usually left earlier than us. So usually there would be me, Kai, Sehun and Aera but now there were only three of us.

“Hey Jess, go practice! You still being this lazy even though you know you can’t dance? Go practice!” Myungsoo instructed me.

I stuck out my tongue. “I don’t care. Dance not even my passion.”

“Yes. You don’t but someone cares about you, your dance,” Naeun replied me.

“Sehun cares a lot about you. He always wants to teach you dance, right?” Myungsoo looked at Sehun.

“It’s not I care, okay! It’s suck to see her relax when we all practice so hard. She needs to dance too,” Sehun complained.

Naeun and Myungsoo left this room soon and Sehun and Aera were having a dance battle. It was their routine. Having a battle to show who was the best among them.

“Let’s join us,” Sehun invited me sarcastically.

“Dance isn’t my style,” I replied him. Smirked.

“You’re wasting your time if you try to ask her to dance,” Aera told Sehun.

“But she danced well during class just now. As an amateur,” it sounded like a compliment but it was sarcastic.

“I’ll take it as a compliment.”

They continued dance with me watching their dance. Half an hour later they stopped dancing and took a break.

“It’s tiring,” Aera complained. She took a bottle of mineral water from her bag and drank it. She went to me and sat beside me.

“Jess, why don’t you quit this class and join art class instead?” Aera asked.

She knew that I was really good at art and of course better than dance. I never failed in making everyone wowed by masterpiece back then; in high school. I admitted I skipped club meeting but still I was teacher’s favorite. Sometimes I even needed to pain something for an event; as a representative for art club

“Dance is a part of art too, right?”

“Bitch, please.”

I hissed. “I hate commitment.”

“Commitment and art? I can’t relate them at all,” she grunted.

“You know, I’m too good at art and I don’t want to be like in high school; too much commitment to handle. I need to paint this for that event, draw that for this event. I hate that,” I grinned.

“I won’t say anything except you’re self praising yourself.”

“So this is why you join this class instead of art?” Sehun wondered.

“Kind of,” I nodded.

“I’ll make you regret for entering this class. You’ll be in the dance liner, with us,” Sehun tried to threaten me. I guess.

Instead of threat me, it made me and Aera burst into laughter. Dance liner? Me? Sehun must be out of his mind.

“Do you at which level you are right now? And at which level I am?” I asked him in laughter.

“It doesn’t matter. The teacher believes in us,” he smiled.

“Five of you is enough. Don’t need to add one more person. It will be a mess.”

“Then I’ll ask Kai to teach you since you don’t want me to do that. Or Myungsoo?” 
Sehun stood up and went to his bag. His phone was ringing.

“No. I don’t want even it’s You, Kai or Myungsoo!” I yelled at him.

Sehun came and sat in front of us once he finished with the call.

“Jess, next time, don’t you dare to go somewhere else after this class because you’ve an extra dance class with Kai. He’ll teach you,” Sehun told me.

Aera who sat beside me started to laugh. “Sehun, are you serious?” she asked with a disbelief look.

“Are you doing it for real? Was it Kai who phoned you just now?”

“Who asked you to yell? I was kidding until Kai heard your yell and he said, told her I’ll teach her,” Sehun explained everything.

“I bet this is your plan? To torture me, right?”

“You can read people mind? We’ve planned this from the start,” Sehun started to tidy his things since it was already 5pm. Aera and I did the same things.

“Jess, a minute, I forget something,” Sehun called me. He walked out from this practice room and I followed him.

What was with him? Was he had something to say? A private thing, perhaps.

“This,” he said while giving me something; a well wrapped box.

“What is this?”

He shrugged. “Happy birthday,” he smiled and walked into the room again before I could thank him.

This was for me? For my birthday? From Sehun? It was weird for me that he knew my birthday. I decided not to think about this and just stepped into the room. I wanted to thank him for this present.

Aera and the seniors still practiced even the class just ended. I was here, alone, leaning against the wall watching their dance. I was waiting for Aera to finish practice as I did not have any intention to dance.

Aera would always practice after the class ended, together with Sehun, Kai, Myungsoo and Naeun. I usually would go to the library or café, did not join them at all. It was wasting my time, I guess; as I did not know how to dance. This was my routine for this two months at this college; it had been two months now

It was kind of weird today because the sexiest dancer among us was not here. He rarely skipped this class as dance always being his passion. I did not have idea why did he skip class today, it did not bother me, though but the atmosphere was kinda weird without him. I mean because he was the mood maker and now it was a little dull.

“Aera, you called yourself a dancer with that dance?” Sehun teased Aera.

Aera and Sehun had a Tom-and-Jerry relationship.

“Guys, we’re leaving first,” Naeun told us.

We nodded. Naeun and Myungsoo usually left earlier than us. So usually there would be me, Kai, Sehun and Aera but now there were only three of us.

“Hey Jess, go practice! You still being this lazy even though you know you can’t dance? Go practice!” Myungsoo instructed me.

I stuck out my tongue. “I don’t care. Dance not even my passion.”

“Yes. You don’t but someone cares about you, your dance,” Naeun replied me.

“Sehun cares a lot about you. He always wants to teach you dance, right?” Myungsoo looked at Sehun.

“It’s not I care, okay! It’s suck to see her relax when we all practice so hard. She needs to dance too,” Sehun complained.

Naeun and Myungsoo left this room soon and Sehun and Aera were having a dance battle. It was their routine. Having a battle to show who was the best among them.

“Let’s join us,” Sehun invited me sarcastically.

“Dance isn’t my style,” I replied him. Smirked.

“You’re wasting your time if you try to ask her to dance,” Aera told Sehun.

“But she danced well during class just now. As an amateur,” it sounded like a compliment but it was sarcastic.

“I’ll take it as a compliment.”

They continued dance with me watching their dance. Half an hour later they stopped dancing and took a break.

“It’s tiring,” Aera complained. She took a bottle of mineral water from her bag and drank it. She went to me and sat beside me.

“Jess, why don’t you quit this class and join art class instead?” Aera asked.

She knew that I was really good at art and of course better than dance. I never failed in making everyone wowed by masterpiece back then; in high school. I admitted I skipped club meeting but still I was teacher’s favorite. Sometimes I even needed to pain something for an event; as a representative for art club

“Dance is a part of art too, right?”

“Bitch, please.”

I hissed. “I hate commitment.”

“Commitment and art? I can’t relate them at all,” she grunted.

“You know, I’m too good at art and I don’t want to be like in high school; too much commitment to handle. I need to paint this for that event, draw that for this event. I hate that,” I grinned.

“I won’t say anything except you’re self praising yourself.”

“So this is why you join this class instead of art?” Sehun wondered.

“Kind of,” I nodded.

“I’ll make you regret for entering this class. You’ll be in the dance liner, with us,” Sehun tried to threaten me. I guess.

Instead of threat me, it made me and Aera burst into laughter. Dance liner? Me? Sehun must be out of his mind.

“Do you at which level you are right now? And at which level I am?” I asked him in laughter.

“It doesn’t matter. The teacher believes in us,” he smiled.

“Five of you is enough. Don’t need to add one more person. It will be a mess.”

“Then I’ll ask Kai to teach you since you don’t want me to do that. Or Myungsoo?” 
Sehun stood up and went to his bag. His phone was ringing.

“No. I don’t want even it’s You, Kai or Myungsoo!” I yelled at him.

Sehun came and sat in front of us once he finished with the call.

“Jess, next time, don’t you dare to go somewhere else after this class because you’ve an extra dance class with Kai. He’ll teach you,” Sehun told me.

Aera who sat beside me started to laugh. “Sehun, are you serious?” she asked with a disbelief look.

“Are you doing it for real? Was it Kai who phoned you just now?”

“Who asked you to yell? I was kidding until Kai heard your yell and he said, told her I’ll teach her,” Sehun explained everything.

“I bet this is your plan? To torture me, right?”

“You can read people mind? We’ve planned this from the start,” Sehun started to tidy his things since it was already 5pm. Aera and I did the same things.

“Jess, a minute, I forget something,” Sehun called me. He walked out from this practice room and I followed him.

What was with him? Was he had something to say? A private thing, perhaps.

“This,” he said while giving me something; a well wrapped box.

“What is this?”

He shrugged. “Happy birthday,” he smiled and walked into the room again before I could thank him.

This was for me? For my birthday? From Sehun? It was weird for me that he knew my birthday. I decided not to think about this and just stepped into the room. I wanted to thank him for this present.