lessons in avant ; junhyung & etienne
Preening in the mirror Minki fixed a stray hand of hair more securely with a pin, and then fixed his posture for a low stretch. Behind him the dance instructor was setting up the sound equipment, calling out for him to come over.
This wasn't his usual practice time but it had never even crossed his mind to turn down the opportunity for more time in the studio. That was why- while being instructed on how to turn the song, adjust the volume, and toy with any other properties -the teen blinked in surprise as the conversation moved to his own skill and how well he would do teaching.
"Which is why I would like you to help instruct Junhyung today while I'm gone." Standing and wiping his hands the manager moved towards the door, checking his watch while Etienne remained on the floor, blinking owlishly. "He should be here any minute."
He must have misheard- that was obviously it. There was not way. He didn't know the first thing about teaching anyone and he would have to... talk to him. Junhyung was a masculine name- right? Men always took longer to limber up, and that meant extra stretching and what if he couldn't even explain that properly? "Who? I have never-"
Jumping up he cleared his throat, intending on arguing his point until the door swung open and he froze up.