Once she thought that working in the music industry, or entertainment if you wish, must be, like to suddenly find yourself in war zone.

Oh, how close she was to an actual truth. And she was just a trainee. At the moment, absolutely no one.

After two weeks of being one of those, she got to the point, where she was pretty sure she is useless, unfit and dancing is definitely not her thing. Once she thought, she is good at things, but it felt so far back in her past, just after two weeks of running around and singing. Literally.

"Knees up!" her mentor at voice education class, yelled at her. Wondering what has her knees to do with singing in general? Dee was wondering too, like half an hour ago, when she couldn't help it anymore and voiced her opinion out loud and there upon she was sent to run around the circumference of the room, while singing the chorus of Hush from Miss A, over and over, while everyone in the group were gathered by the wall, watching her.

They already knew it's better to be quiet and not cause a trouble. Dee knew that too, the thing was, she hated when someone was bullying others, just because they have the power. And that was, what this so called mentor was doing to one the newer trainee girl.

Thanks to her heroic acting up, the sweat was running down her back now, her face was burning up, how pissed off she was, but she was singing her lungs out, trying not to make a single mistake, so that witch can keep her mouth shut.

She was punished few times during those two weeks, but she never backed down, even if she was in pain. During that time she learnt a lot about herself. She is strong. Or maybe it was because of cheering up she was receiving from few particular people, making her to work her ass off.

"That's enough, the class is over," the witch uttered not bothering to check, if she is okay. Once she left the room, Dee stopped and collapsed on the floor. Her thighs were on fire, so she massaged them gently, when the piece of the white soft fabric appeared in her field of vision.

"Thank you," she heard quiet voice, before the towel landed on the floor in front of her and the owner of it disappeared who knows where. She picked it up with thankful heart, wiping her sweaty face. She looked up, seeing that the room was already empty, except of her. She checked the time, knowing she has a half an hour before her dance class will start, feeling like she wants to die.

This was the first time, someone dared to finally approach her. She didn't know the reason, no one felt like talking to her. Did she look that scary? In the reality, she didn't mind that, she was okay on her own, whole her life, happy to have one true friend. Or maybe she didn't mind because she was so focused on her mission.

Ringing of her phone woke her up from hibernation, while she gathered a bits of her energy a picked herself up of the floor.

"Yeah?" she didn't bother to check the ID of the caller, she knew who is it in advance.

"You don't sound good," Baekhyun's jolly voice pierced her bubble of misery, making her frown.

"I'm excellent, thank you for your concern, don't ever call back, bye," ready to hang up, she heard him chuckle. He used these calls as the source of his amusement, she came to decision.

Since the time she arrived, she didn't see him, but she had to listen to his voice, through the speaker of her phone, on regular basis. Not that she didn't have an option to just simply don't pick it up, but she secretly enjoyed their talks, which contained him, making fun of her and her bringing his ego down. Isn't that the most truthful connection between two people on the planet?

Chanyeol would be proud, as it looked like he decided to start his new career of being a fairy godmother of her non-existent relationship with Baekhyun. He got to another lever from Mater Joda to fairy-tale fairy. Chanyeol is definitely something.

"Oh come on, you never complain, that actually worries me," he stopped her by saying it so honestly like.

"This is my second week, why should I complain. I don't feel the urge, so calm down, mum," she exclaimed. The truth was, she felt like he knows exactly what is going on with her and the thought of, that he went through the same stage as well, created this silent understanding between them. It made her all sort of uncomfortable, but she couldn't stop feel that way.

"I'm just..."

"Concerned, I know," she finished his sentence for him, making him sigh. Not seeing his face, while talking to him, made those times, much easier for her to focus. Not that his voice didn't distract her, but it was still better, than to see his gorgeous facade.

"I'm coming back from Japan, tomorrow," he stated suddenly. They never talked about when they are going to see each other again, but when he mentioned it so unexpectedly, in casual way, she only managed to suck the breath in, feeling her cheeks to turn pink, thanks to whole new reason, than it has been few minutes ago, while running like a mad woman.

"Ahm, are you?" she muttered. Bravo, Dee! She thought sarcastically, when she imagined the stupid smirk on his lips. And she was so sure, he was doing that.

"Yes," he said, she could somehow hear him smiling. Don't ask how, she just did.

"Cool," she is getting better and better in impassive responses. Note the sarcasm again, please.

"I will see you then," his grin was now evident in the way he spoke, making her sink her head into the towel, with intention to suffocate to death.

"Okay, I gotta go... eh to do stuff. See you then, I mean, bye," she quickly hang up and got up on her feet, finding her second breath.

"Damn it, Dee and damn it, Baekhyun," she murmured under her breath, taking her stuff to follow her schedule.

She managed to come to dance studio on time, avoiding like that, second punishment of the day for her. Yes, whenever there was something either instructor, or mentor, teacher didn't like, there was always a way to discipline the rebellious trainee. It felt like being in elementary school again, when they were trying to teach you how to behave in the correct way again. The way SM wants them to behave, to be exact. During those two weeks, she didn't go anywhere else than into SM building, while it looked like Nam Ki Tae was a multitasking person. Even driving her and few other girls from their dorm, to SM and back. She came to think he might have a clone.

"Dee, can I speak to you for a second," Jake, the dance instructor called her out of the line of other girls. Even though she was rubbish at dancing, and she didn't enjoy sweating for no reason, when she was pretty sure, there is no way she will ever be able to follow the choreography correctly, she didn't entirely hate this guy, who was trying to teach her rigid body. He wasn't bully, yeah that was, what she is trying to say.

"Yes, sir," she went to man, who overall looked like he's just few years older than her. He was handsome guy, but he never payed attention to girls sighing and ogling him whenever he showed some moves, they needed to memorise.

"I know it is hard for you, I know you never danced professionally before, but that is the reason, you need to work harder than the others, who did," he told her quietly, just for her, knowing other girls have their ears ready to hear everything. Dee just nodded, looking at the ground.

"I will try my best," she let out.

"What do you think of having private sessions as well, to improve better," he suggested.

"I'm okay with that, sir," she agreed, looking at his genuine face.

"I will have to find someone who has the time and patience to do that, no offence," he joked, making her feel more at ease. Yeah, good luck with that, mate, she thought.

Then they went back to training. She never knew, she is capable of tripping over her own feet, until she saw it happen in the mirror, while looking like one of those people shaped dancing advertising balloons you see in front of shops, sometimes. She was happy, when it was over and she could go to gym, completely exhausted at this point. Good thing was, that it was late afternoon and no one was here anymore, except few finishing individuals. She got instructions to do sets of sit ups and squats and then half an hour on running machine.

"I've done my running today," she whined when she was left alone, to do as she was told. When she finally got to the treadmill, she was half dead, but no one was here with her, so she started with simple walking, trying to gain some energy back from her drained supplies. She wiped sweat from her face, turning the speed on higher.

She was checking the time every five seconds, panting like crazy, making it go faster, just with the force of her will, when her phone started buzzing in the holder of the machine. She took it out, lifting her eyes up, finally seeing person standing in the door to exercise room, with the phone glued to his ear, waving at her.

Thinking that she sees things, thanks to the weariness, she narrowed her eyes, focusing on the person's face, while still running for her life.

Baekhyun?

At that exact moment, she stopped running, while the treadmill was still fully functioning. You can probably imagine, what happened the second after that. She continued going backwards, when she reached the end of the strip underneath her feet, she was sent up flying, until she landed on the hard floor behind the freaking kill machine. She heard cursing, but she wasn't sure, if it was hers or someone else's. What she was sure about, was that when she hit the ground, all the breath was knocked out of her.

Then Baekhyun's face with worried expression appeared in front of her eyes again, which assured her, she either has hallucination or she is simply losing it.

"Oh damn, are you okay?" and the hallucination can talk, perfect.

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Anticipate the next chapter, cuz... There might, and I'm not saying it for sure, be a little discovery, which will help you understand Dee a bit more... Or maybe even Baekhyun if you are good at making up the theories hah!
I love those! 💙

Hope you liked this chap either way! I just wanna clear one thing... The little hints I wrote about the life of trainee, it's all my imagination and part of it is the research I was talking about last time... All the situations are simply made out of my vivid imagination... So don't take it too seriously 😊

Hopefully no one is gonna sue me for badmouthing SMent😱😀

And now, wondering why did Baekhyun pop out of nowhere to see Dee? 😀

... To be continued🔜