⤷「close call.」
@lgcxking
The sound of alarm made him stumble midstep during dance practice, but thankfully, he was able to catch and straighten himself. Yonghwa fell easily in line as he was instructed, heading down the staircase with his fellow trainees.
If he was not so tired from the long day of practice, perhaps he would have reacted more to the potential fire. His mind began drifting even as his body continued to move, blissfully blank for the first today since dawn.
A loud oh shit somewhere behind him caught his attention and Yonghwa whipped around to see absolute chaos. Someone must have stumbled and attempted to use the person in front of him as a means of support. Unfortunately, caught unprepared, the person in front of him wasn’t able to act as a pillar and caused the domino effect instead.
"Get out of the way!” Yonghwa called out to give people in front of him a better chance but knew it was already too late for himself.
Sure enough, the collision occurred. The other trainee fell on him in full and Yonghwa, through his sheer force of will, managed to not swear. Public image, he reminded himself, even under extreme circumstances. “Are you okay?” Yonghwa asked, brushing his bangs aside so he could get a closer look at the other trainee. Oh, how he wished he didn’t do that because the sight of Tsai King’s face so close up made him die a little inside.
“Didn’t break a leg, did you?” He whispered, voice still holding concern, only now purely artificial. “That would be so terrible.”