chanmi sat in her living room, a cup of tea in hand. she was tired out from basically taking care of the high schoolers after jaehyun and chan left to do some school stuff. chanmi managed to kick the boys out, but only at one in the morning. here chanmi was, at eight in the morning, tired and barely functioning.

she managed to clean up after the boys and get ready for bed two hours after the boys left, meaning she slept at three. "i hate them with a burning passion."

chanmi sighs and stands up with her mug of tea, heading out to her balcony. the girl scrunches her nose in disgust as she walks out. she turns to look to her side to see a familiar boy, but when she realizes he has no shirt on, her eyes widen and she drops her tea.

"well good morning burglar, how did you sleep?" minho asks, taking one last drag from his cigarette before putting it onto an ash tray on his balcony.

chanmi turns to the side and nods her head, "yeah, um, it was great."

"what? have you never seen a shirtless man?" minho chuckles, "never mind don't answer, it's obvious a girl like you who only does things off liquid courage wouldn't."

"hey!" chanmi turns around to talk back to minho, but regrets it as soon as she does, "y-you're wrong!"

minho leans against his balcony, leaning towards chanmi's, "sure i am, anyways, come over and we can talk about the project."

"w-what about the other people in the group?"

minho laughs at the blush on the girl's face, "don't worry," the boy gives chanmi one last look before heading back into his home, "i'll put a shirt on."

chanmi crosses her arms, "i've seen shirtless guys, you asshole."

"by the way!" chanmi hears minho yell from inside his apartment, "nice winnie the pooh pajamas!"

chanmi's eyes widen as she looks down at her shirt and shorts, a matching set of winnie the pooh night wear. "shut up!"

chanmi sighs as she walks into her apartment, preparing to change clothes. the girl grabs her phone, walking to her room.

main bitches of film

chanmi
we're discussing the project
today, come by

the girl throws her phone to the side and throws on shorts and an oversized hoodie. she lets out a huff as she walks to her neighbors apartment, not wanting to deal with his bipolar ass so early in the morning.

"one minute he's throwing his arm around me and the next he's throwing me around like i'm nothing." chanmi sticks out her tongue at minho's door, but as she does, minho opens the door.

"having a nice conversation with my door?" minho questions, giving chanmi a questioning look.

chanmi pushes minho away, "yes, your door is nicer than you."

"do you understand you're talking to inanimate objects which express no emotions or personalities? through technicality it can't be nicer than me."

"shut up you smart ass, i'm saying you're a bitch oh my gosh." chanmi sits down on minho's couch and pulls out her phone.

main bitches of film

BYUNGchan
i can't, i'm helping film
for a commercial

peachy jay
i forgot to say i'm out of
town today to see my
parents

chanmi
smh, you guys are
fake ones

chanmi looks up to see minho in his all black attire; black sweatpants, black shirt, and even black stud earrings. "really going for that emo look, huh?"

"really going for that basic bitch look, huh?" minho retorts, seeing chanmi dressed like every girl in his major.

chanmi crosses her arms, "whatever, what do you want to do for this project?"

"what are we suppose to be doing?" minho questions, placing a cup of water in front of chanmi and himself.

"wait, they never said what we have to film," chanmi looks off, thinking back to when the project was assigned. "it was just said that we needed to make a video of a dance major."

"then it could be a video of me dancing, easy." minho suggests, wanting to take the easy route.

chanmi shakes her head, "that's too boring, and everyone else will probably do it."

minho leans back and looks over to chanmi, "what do you suggest then?"

"a day in the life of a dance major?"

minho shakes his head, "not every dance major lives a life like mine. half practice twenty-four-seven and others practice once or twice and then go out for drinks to celebrate."

"where are you?" chanmi asks, wondering what kind of student minho is.

"i'm right in the middle."

chanmi laughs, "i doubt you even go out, also, i think i only ever see you smoking. it's almost like you never practice or go out."

"do you think i go to practice at eight a.m. or midnight?" minho gives chanmi a look of 'are you dumb?'.

"whatever," chanmi crosses her arms, "how about the process you have when you make a dance. like your inspiration, steps you go through to make the choreography, you practicing, and finally at the end would me the finished dance."

minho nods, "that's good, i like it."

chanmi takes a deep breath in and nods, "okay, so where do we start?"

"well shouldn't you get your camera and we'll just record everything, from start to end." minho suggests, taking a sip of his water.

"right, let me go get that." chanmi gets up and runs over to her apartment to get her camera from it's case. chanmi stops and looks at the camera, "i'll have to be with some almost all the time, this is what i wanted, right?" chanmi slowly begins walking towards minho's apartment, "or this could just quicken my process and make my thoughts have more impact. i mean this guy seems to hate me deep down, and he has a right to, who wouldn't hate me?"

chanmi stops in front of her door, "even my mom hates me, why else would she just toss me aside for that man?"

the girl shakes her head and minho, who stood outside of chanmi's door, quickly runs back to his couch. "you ready?" minho asks when chanmi walks through the door.

chanmi nods and sets her camera down, preparing everything, while minho only stared at the girl. in his mind, he wondered what happened to the girl and why she was so dejected.

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after minho planned some of the music, chanmi looked tired from all the filming of minho just sitting there on his computer. the boy felt bad for making her watch him shuffle through music and he sighed as he noticed her eyes were closed.

"chanmi," the boy taps the girl's shoulder, "get up, let's take a break."

chanmi wakes up and nods, putting her phone and headphones in her pocket due to pure reflex, she was use to chan waking her up to leave class, "yeah, i'm up, yes."

minho goes into his room to grab something, and comes out with a lighter, "follow me."

the boy leads the girl out of his apartment and up the flight of stairs which led to the rooftop of the building. chanmi just silently followed, not understanding what was going on or why minho suddenly decided to take a break after hours of choosing music and remixing songs. finally, they make it to the top, and chanmi is surprised minho isn't out of breath with his smoker's lungs. the girl walks out to see the city lights. she walks closer to the edge and balances on it, being care free. behind her she can hear a cigarette being lit, "that's disgusting."

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that night, the two made a promise, if they fulfill that promise is still unknown, but is hoped that they would. and as to why the promise was made, that has yet to be answered.