SUNGKYU's POV

Sujeong is acting weird.

While looking into the clothes hanged, I took a glance at her. She looked so serious. And I noticed she never looked at me.

And I noticed she's always running whenever I see her! Not just today. Even the past days!

"Is that the bag for the black outfits?" I asked her.

"Huh?"

And she's spacing out a lot.

I grunted. Then I went to her to see what she's holding. As far as I know, those are the ones that was sent for dry cleaning. So maybe it is the set of outfits I needed.

"Let me see." I took the bag from her. I accidentally touched her hands.

And we both went jumpy! What was that?

I looked at her and now she's looking at me with wide eyes!

I diverted my attention into rummaging through the bag which reveals it indeed contain the black ones and then I hear her saying 'huh?' again.

I look at her and she's wearing 'that' face. That 'where am I?' kind of face.

I reached for her forehead. "You're not sick thought. Are you alright?"

"Eh?" she reacted wildly. She cupped both of her cheeks which is getting red.

Is she blushing?

"You look weird," I commented.

She cleared her throat. "I'll look for the black outfits!" she raised her hand and ran away.

I stood still with my brows curled. What's wrong with her?

"The black outfits are here!" I shouted before she could completely go out of the room. She was to turn around when right before my eyes, she tripped!

And she looked funny.

I wasn't able to contain myself, I laughed at her secretly.

If only I'm not controlling myself, I would tease her and even make fun of her.

"Awww..." she groaned. And she sounded like she's in pain.

I immediately went to her aid. I felt guilty for laughing at her.

"Did you get hurt?"

She shook her head.

But when she's about to move, it was evident she's hurt.

"Ahh!" she complained.

"Your ankle must have been sprained. It will be better with some ointment and massage. Wait for me. I'll just get it."

I immediately run to my locker. As dancers, we always have a stock of the ointment we spray to our legs when it gets cramped or when our ankles gets sprained.

I hope what happened to her isn't serious.

Babysoul's POV

This is so embarrassing!

Why am I so unlucky today? Why did I trip infront of him?

Urgh!

And wait-

Did he notice? He said I look weird.

Aaahhh!!! I wanted to shout. Why can't I act naturally infront of him?

Aargh! How I wish I didn't admit to myself what I'm feeling. It's way better if I just ignored it. Then I wouldn't have this stupid love sickness. I can't think of a better cure than waiting for the day I get used to it and then let it fade away.

And now I have no choice but to deal with him.

I tried to move my foot but it really hurts!

He came back afterwards carrying some spray.

I stayed silent as I watch him tend to my ankle. He massaged it carefully.

"Try to move it." I did what he said.

"Does it still hurt?"

"A bit."

"Don't worry. The pain will wear off. Just don't wet your feet and massage it again later."

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Yeah."

Silence.

I don't know where we go from here. Can he feel the awkwardness too?

"Can you walk?"

"I think so."

I tried to stand up with his help.

"I think I can walk now. Thanks." I wanted to get out of here already.

"Seems like you can't," he argued.

"No No! I'm alright."

"I think you should go to the clinic first it's just in this floor anyway." And that clinic is just a room with a bed and a cabinet of medicines for emergencies.

"Yeah. I'll do that. Thank you again!" I walked putting the pressure in my left foot while holding in the wall.

"Do you need help?" he asked.

"No." I answered.

"I'm sorry," he said. I didn't notice he is already beside me. "But I think, you do need me." To my surprise, he carried me! Bridal style!

I'm too stunned to argue. And I don't know why I just let him carry me.

I just looked at his face as I hold on to his nape.

He brought me to the clinic.

"Stay here and rest. You'll feel better in no time."

Still speechless, I watched him went out of the room.

He helped me again. For the nth time.

And I can't help but feel that he cares for me.

I can't help but hope...

Should I let this hope spring?

Will there be...

a second chance for us?

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<<Author's note>>

Did you join the audio stream for That Summer Concert 3? Waaahhh!

And did you hear SUngkyu sang his song ALIVE while playing the piano??? I'm crying! I can't help but think of this story as I already used it here! So maybe I'll make a scene where Sungkyu sings it to Soul?

And! Their new song 'One Day'! I love it so much! > <

Haha. Bye sorry for expressing my feelings here!