#gnxsohee

[gnxkun]

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"i don't think this is the right way." — sentence starters

how did he end up in this situation again? he couldn't remember really.

kun doesn't even know how the two of them ended up in this situation, even more so since he was known to be more of a 'loner' in the town, but here he was with sohee searching through the mall for a store. why were they doing this? well, it's all thanks to one of their mutual friends that decided to send the two of them on a little errand for them.

"so you're saying the lady lied about the direction then?" he asks upon hearing what she says to him. "no offence, but earlier you were wrong about the direction of this place." okay so maybe even though they knew one another enough to be friends... well, more like acquaintances, kun still had a lack of emotion and he's sure by now that those who know him are used to his way of speaking and doing things. at least, he sort of hopes so.

"let's just try this way first and if it's not the right way then we can go in the other direction. deal?" his eyebrow arches up as he says this, looking at her to show that he's actually willing to listen and follow her if things don't work out.

[celinect-blog-blog]

Rivalry: Hayi x Sohee

Hayi stares blankly at their professor, who was slowly getting nervous from her intense stare, as he explains their collaboration with the dancing department. The dance students slowly trickle into their classroom and they slowly get assigned to their respective partners. She gets paired up with a girl named Ahn Sohee. Hayi nods to her in greeting before saying, "Hi. I'm Lee Hayi. Nice to meet you."

Hayi was relatively cold and calculative every time music or studies were involved. With how her grandfather had pounded into her that she should give all her focus and attention to her studies related to music or academic studies, it was pretty normal to see a stone face Hayi in classes. As their respective teachers leave them to choose a song for their performance, Hayi turns to Sohee and says, "So what branch of dance do you major or excel in?" Hayi grabs her binder and a pen as she crosses her legs and faces the girl before saying and simultaneously taking down notes, "We could choose a slow or a fast-paced song, depending on what you and I excel in." Hayi raise an eyebrow at Sohee and says, "So, any songs you want to present?"

[gnxjongup-blog]

✕ After Hours; Sohee &Jongup.

Eleven at night, the campus classes were far from done and of course it signaled that Jongup could go off to his usual location, the dance studio. Never being fond of the one's provided in the dorms because well, he was always a single dancer and usually people gathered in groups to practice there and well, Jongup didn't have anyone to practice with. Therefore, he always went off to the actual practice classrooms. What's the big deal? They don't lock them ever and it's not like he's stealing anything. Though, he knew well enough he shouldn't go but he can't not practice. Dancing is all he has. 

Sneaking out of the dorms was a synch these days. He's done it so much now that he knew all the ways to get around any advisors. As he exited the building the cool brisk, fall air smacked his face. It actually felt nice though because the dorms always felt so stuffy. 

It didn't take long for him to get to the dance studio room, quietly opening the front door he wandered inside and shutting it lightly behind him. He wandered down the darken hall that would light up dimly as he walked past the sensors. The bass to music filled the air and he was starting to question who was there and why. He should've turned around but for some reason he couldn't stop himself from continuing his venture towards the door. Standing in the doorway, he stood watching a lady with long black hair dancing about the room lost in the music. Leaning against the door frame, he couldn't help but wonder if she was another student that also preferred to practice in peace. Shoving his hands into his sweatshirts pockets continued to watch the girl silently. The song seemed to be coming to the final bridge. He was starting to worry what she should say to her. He removed one of his hands to scratch his face causing his phone to slip out of his pocket, making a bang that echoed under fading the music. "shit.." he mumbled picking it up, hoping the girl perhaps didn't notice so he could've slipped out.