ʀᴇᴀssᴇssᴇᴅ ⇢ ʜʏᴏʀɪɴ & ʜᴀʀᴀ
It was getting hard for Hara to concentrate on practicing these days. She could barely surpass an hour or two of training alone before being bored out of her mind. At first she thought her problem was that she was simply losing her aspiration, but no, that wasn't the case. It couldn't be. She wanted to be a star, and she wanted to work for it. But something was wrong. Eventually, Hara came to the conclusion that it was her apartment that was bothering her. She's been using the exact same place to rehearse for the last few months, and although it hasn't really been that long, it was the longest she's ever sticked to a single place for such needs, never roaming out of her room. She couldn't stick to routine, it just didn't work. Variety was her drug. There had to be somewhere else she could go.
After her process of thinking it through, Hara decided to take action. She made her way towards her computer and sat down, shaking the mouse so that the screen would open. Google, of course, was her first choice. She checked to see if there were any popular places for singers to go to sing by themselves, however, they were all too public. But of course the search prevailed in the end and she found a little dance studio near the outskirts of the city that was known for being a secluded area, and a popular place for doing whatever your hobby may be. While keeping it PG of course. After finding the information she needed, Hara headed out, calling a cab and asking them to take her there.
It was a lot more complicated to get to the area than Hara had originally thought. After her taxi ride, she needed to walk for about 5 minutes, and look around to find the studio within the depths of a building. Once the search was over, she had finally found a room numbered " 206 - Dance Studio " and sighed in relief. The door was pretty heavy, and after opening it up she heard a voice from inside. Someone's already here, she thought, her body flowing in disappointment. But before she could think any more, the voice lead Hara into a sort of trance. Who's singing this? She's good that's for sure. Finally the face of the girl was fund, near the back of the room, and they made eye contact. Hara stumbled a bit before reopening the door again, knowing that she definitely wasn't going to sing in front of her of all people.
" S-sorry, " she stammered, turning to leave.