A Dancing Teddy || Yixing
Krystal found herself with nothing to do, one summer afternoon. Training was done and it was summer, so no school. Jongin was no where in sight, so she obviously couldn't go and bother him. None of her roommates were around either. She strolled long the halls of Seoul Inc., wondering why she woke up feeling that something good was going to happen today. Nothing interesting had happened so far, besides managing to beat her sparring partner at practice. She scowled at how wrong her intuition was. She swore, one more false alarm and she was going to bitch at the first person she met. Her hands clenched and unclenched as she glared at every living thing that dared to get in her way. It was way past noon, and there was no way she felt like going out alone. Her gut feeling was telling her not to give up all hope just yet. There it was again, that intuition of hers... It had its hits and misses; and she wanted to think that today was one of those days wherein it worked. She sighed as she sat on one of the lobby's chairs, just letting the air condition's cool air blow on her face, wondering if there was even a point in feeling excited about today.
