Volume Up! | Qri & Jongin |
The sound of her high heels clicking against the cold floor echoed through the empty hallway, it was already late therefore the professor wasn’t quite surprised with the silence surrounding the main building and it’s classrooms. Letting out a heavy sigh, the strawberry blonde haired woman burried her face in between her delicate hands only to run her right one down the long hair that cascated down her back, Qri wasn't the type to let herself grow frustrated, after all she was a centrate and mature woman. A centrate and mature woman doesn't need to jump around shaking her hips to the sound of some random eletronic beat for a CF no matter how much she loved her friend.
It was not like Qri hated dancing, she knew how to balldance and had a few unwilling ballet classes when she was younger and that was the further she would go on this art field. Yet, her frind was almost stubborn as she was and the sneaky fox managed to catch her in a word game so that the petite woman unwilling agreed on shooting the car CF. Qri throwed a fit, but in the end she was again defead by fatigue and with a hole in her pride she made her way towards one of the dance practice rooms that usually to be open for the students to practice after classes. "You only need to follow the beat, is not hard." The professor mimicked the other's voice with a mock of amusement cleary in her whisper, she didn't cared it made her look childish, actually, Qri didn't cared about half of the world when someone managed to get through her thick patience wall and made her grow frustraded.
Regardless, it seemed to become a frequent thing and the strawberry blonde haired woman wasn't quite happy about it. Fighting against the urge to throw the USB drive she twisted between her fingers in the first dustbin she could find in the room she pushed the door open, blinking a few times as she stood still facing the handsome young raven haired male dance across the room, for a slight second Qri wasn't actually sure where should she look first, himself or his reflection on the mirror made wall. The petite woman might had no clue about dancing, but she knew about art and she was more than positive that what he was performing right there was art, good quality one at the very least and it was the first time someone had gotten her speechless by dancing.
Opaque onyx collored eyes met her huge brown like ones. It took a second before she realized she was still staring at him, looking down for a moment Qri clapped her hands allowing a sweet smile to dance across her redish lips. "You're amazing." The professor stated, even though she knew the rather much taller male would probably hear that everyday, taking a deep breath she bowed politely. "Could you please teach me?" Bitting her bottom lip slightly the professor lift her head in order to look at him once again, that guy surely knew how to give off a unforgetable first impression. "You can call me Qri, everyone does." The petite woman bowed again as soon as she realized she still haven't introduced herself to him.