LIKE SOULS • CHANGJO & TAEMIN
{` changjo doesn't exactly know what draws him back to this dance studio. he's never been one for sentiments, so why do his legs bring him back to this dancing studio? he doesn't know. all he knows is that his doctor said to avoid strenuous activity. now of course, changjo should have listened, but he hated his doctor's tone, so he argued. dancing was always his first love, and the fact that this... this tumor could ruin that for him was a hard pill to swallow. now granted, he knew that he should take it easy. even the slightest bit of movement caused his head to spin, caused him to want to throw up in the closest trash can or bush. but pain be damned, he was going to dance whether he was actually able to or not. he booked a dance room before walking and bumping into someone's shoulder. the bump shouldn't have hurt that much, but he had grown frail from the tumor. he knew the spot would bruise, but he didn't say anything or word out his pain. instead, he smiled apologetically.} I -- Um, sorry about that. {` he blinked before his brain was able to register who it was.} T-Taemin hyung? {` his jaw would have dropped to the floor, but he managed to regain composure.} It's been a while. {` the two had met a couple of times, bumping into each other at this exact dance studio -- he shouldn't have been surprised to have bumped into him again.}