mummah, oooooo~
with the headache that was the november eval (when that was literally the opposite intention of that entire eval), hugo was just about spent. he had worked hard to stay hidden and improve his dancing for the performance so he didn’t look like a complete idiot on stage with everyone. on his own was easier, the coaches expected him to suck and stick to very basic moves. with all the other nova trainees? that were really good at dancing? yeah, that was much worse. much much worse.
he had worked his tail off and no one had said anything to him, which he took as a good sign, and an opportunity to take a very small rest during his busy day at the nova building. it was almost fate, him wandering to the same studio he had done his roll in to greet sunmi noona for the first time. he found her sitting in the exact same spot too. fate... ah, it was ironic, indeed.
he wanders in, smiling at her as he joins her on the bench, plopping down and laying on his side, planting his head in her lap. “hey nova mom.” he chuckles in his throat, was he being nostalgic? “i’m so tired... i worked so hard last month. this month will be worse with christmas coming up, won’t it? “ he shifts slightly to glance up at her, smiling. “my dancing has improved but... will you help me if i ask? i’ll buy you presents~ i’ll bake you cookies too~” he would do those things for her anyways, but enticing her to be his tutor for the month was a little more beneficial.
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