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I STOPPED THE CAR then looked at the girl beside me who had already fallen asleep. I smiled at my sight for a few seconds before getting my sense back. I can't drool over a girl that's not mine. A deep sigh was heaved by me as I turned to her again.

We debated about the way the teens danced just now. I don't blame her for getting mad at me because I know that my way was kinda harsh. They might feel down after hearing my words and it made me feel bad everytime I think of it.

But at the same time, it shows that Jieun is a soft hearted person. She cares about how people feel. She's a good type of a girl. I smiled alone then covered my eyes while remembering how cute she looked when she was speechless by my words. It made me chuckle alone when the image of her pinkish face reminisced in my mind.

I sighed then held her shoulder to wake her up. But my eyes suddenly moved to her face and suddenly I was automatically studied her beauty features. She is a definition of perfection. I had never feel this easy when I look at a person's face. Then I felt my heart beat so fast till I had to hold my chest to calm myself down. My heart was beating so fast.

I looked away from her as I was holding my chest to feel the heart beats. I closed my eyes to feel it. The beats was an unusual ones. It was really rare that it made me feel a bit weird yet I love the feeling.

I opened my eyes back then moved my gaze to the girl who was mumbling something in her sleep. I smiled, "My heart only beats for you. "

Jieun

I opened my eyes just to find myself had already laying on my bed. I gasped then looked around. "I was going out with Jimin last night, " I said to myself while searching for his figure to see if he was sleeping in my room. No signs of him.

What happened yesterday? I shrugged. As I was confused by how I could be in my room all of the sudden, I held my head then heaved a sigh. I was hungry. I could hear the sound my tummy made due to the starvation. I had a lot of food yesterday yet I am still starving right now.

I zoned out for awhile then got my sense back before getting down from the bed and went straight to the kitchen. On my way to the kitchen, I smelled something good that made my tummy growled. It was super tempting that I ran to the kitchen to see what I can have for breakfast.

Unexpectedly, when I stepped into the kitchen to grab some food, I saw Jimin wearing an apron while he was stirring something in the pot. I discontinued my steps and focused on him. "Jimin? " I titled my head to my left as I was looking at what he was doing to make sure that I wasn't day dreaming.

Once he heard my voice, he turned his head back and smiled widely. His eyes got smaller and it seemed like they were disappear. I laughed internally but still keeping a straight face. "Jieun, " he said my name and walked towards my way. "Look what I made for breakfast. " He held my shoulders and gestured me to walk towards the stove to see the food he was cooking. "Bulgogi. Your favourite food, " he smiled.

I couldn't help but to smile along as the bulgogi he was making looked extremely mouth watering and tempting, making my mouth to let out some excess saliva. I gulped down then looked at him. "Why are you cooking all of this? Is anyone coming here? " I looked at him in curiosity. He cooked my favourite food all of the sudden and it was quite unusual. He had never cooked before.

He scoffed at my answer then took off the apron. "What else? I cook these all for you, " he said.

"For me? " I pointed to myself and he nodded his head.

"Yeap, for my little Jieunie. " He giggled like a kid then walked to the cabinet to take two set of plates. I frowned at the new nickname he gave me.

"Don't call me that name. That's ugly. " I told him which made him raised his eyebrows. "But—" I reconsidered. "Jungkook never gives me nicknames. So um, maybe you can call me that. But not often. " I shrugged.

He mumbled something to himself before saying, "Seems like you love the nickname, "

"Anyway, " I stopped chewing the beef in my mouth as I had something to ask him. "How did I get in the bed last night? Was I drunk or something? I'm very certain that I didn't drink yesterday. " I stated, wanting to know how on earth I could end up being on my bed without my realization.

Jimin placed his utensils down since he had finish his meal. Wiping his mouth using a thin piece of a tissue, he placed one of his hands on the table before answering to my question. "You weren't drunk last night. But you fell asleep in the car. I didn't want to wake you up so I carried you into your room." He answered.

I slightly choked, "You carried me? " I asked him. "The whole way from the car park till our apartment? " I was surprised. "Didn't the neighbors see us? What they might think? " I scoffed after remembering how my neighborhood love to talk shit about each other.

Jimin shook his head. "Don't worry. It was 1 in the morning and no one saw us. Besides, I didn't carry you bridal style. I gave you a piggyback ride. " He laughed.

"People will think you're my sister or probably my drunk aunty. " He added while laughing to it. I looked at him in disguise then scoffed at his statement.

"That's gross. " I rolled my eyes.

Namjoon

1.05 p.m.

I was teaching my students in the practice and noticed that all of them had a sad expression plastered on their faces. They won't usually act like this. I stopped the music then looked at them. "What's wrong? Are you guys okay? " I asked.

No answers at first. "We're all fine, Mr Kim. " A boy with white tee spoke but with a flat face. I was curious of what had happen to all of them. They all looked weak and demotivated.

I put my hands on my waist and before I could say something to them, the door suddenly opened. All of us looked towards the door then Jimin made his way into the practice room. "Hi. " He simply approached me then looked at the students. They all had their heads down, looking at their shoes while biting their lips. Then I started to think, did something happened between Jimin and my students? I was curious.

"How's things going? " He asked me after I realized that he had already standing in front of me. I looked at him up and down just to notice that he didn't wear his usual clothes. He'd always just wear a slack trousers and a shirt. But now, he's wearing a sweatpants and an oversized hoodie.

I blinked my eyes before responding to the question he asked me a few seconds ago. "Everything is fine. " I stated. "But the students seem very different today. They look quite demotivated and— should I say it as sad? " I shrugged my shoulders.

Jimin crossed his arms after hearing to my complaints. "Really? " He glanced at the students then back at me. "If that so, " he sighed. "Let me take place to teach them for today. " His words had me shocked to death.

I backed off. "What? Really? Wait. You must be joking. " I said in disbelief.

I didn't expect him to say that. At all. He rolled his eyes, "Why should I be joking? I'm serious, Joon. You can go and rest yourself. Let me be the one to teach them for today. " He offered.

"Are you sure? But— I— uh, " I lost my words. It felt like I was dreaming.

He chuckled softly at how I reacted. "It's okay Joon, I insist. " He patted my back. "Now go. Let me spend some precious time with these amazing dancers. " He looked at the teens with a big smile on his face.

Even I was still doubting with him, but I chose to back off and let him take my place. Who knows if he has remembered that dancing is his passion, right? I mean, no one knows. I nodded my head and smiled at him. "Alright then. Make sure to guide them properly. " I reminded him.

"Don't worry, Joon. I'm also a dancer. " He winked.

I'm a dancer, said him.

Jimin

I turned back to the teens once Namjoon had step out from the dance practice room. All of them put on a serious look on their faces as they were waiting for me to say something or maybe, continue my criticism from yesterday. They looked so ready to be scolded again. They made me feel bad again.

I took a step closer to them then heaved a sigh. "I'm sorry. " I said. They were frozen after hearing the word sorry. It seemed like they were shocked that I suddenly apologized to them.

Some of them got the courage to look up at me and exchanged confused looks with each other. I find it kinda funny. "Why? You don't believe it? I said I'm sorry. " I repeated.

"I truly mean it. Please forgive me. " I bowed. They gasped cause of my sudden action. They never seen any of their teachers did something like I was doing. Not all of us can get the chance to see someone older than us or maybe our teachers to say sorry for something they did wrong. Cause not everyone can lower their ego.

It doesn't matter if I am much older than them or I am their teacher. They respect me as a dancer and the studio owner but it doesn't stop me from lowering my ego. If it's my fault, then I'm the one who need to apologize. I don't want to be seen as an egoistic person. It won't make me feel any better or making me feel more worthy.

I kept my eyes on them. "I don't mean what I said to you yesterday. I hope you won't take it to heart. "

"I know I was harsh yesterday. I shouldn't had say that. You guys are still learning. I can't treat you like the others. You guys are still in the learning process. I should had been a bit softer with you. " I sighed. "I hope you'll forgive me. " I lowered my head.

I really felt bad about yesterday. Even I didn't mean it that way, but I know that my words were harsh to them. It may be hard for them to swallow all my hard words.

A hand was suddenly placed on my right shoulder, making me to look up at the person. A teen boy around 16 years old was looking at me with a sweet smile, giving me a sudden feeling of peace as I could feel like he was going to say something nice.

"Of course we'll forgive you, Sir. You're our teacher and we're your students. We can't be mad at you. " He smiled and looked at his friends. "Right, guys? " He asked them and all of them nodded their heads and finally, I could see them smile.

"Sure, Sir. We don't take it to heart. But we take it as a comment of our performance. If you don't like it, you can't force yourself to accept it. And if you didn't tell us how you are feeling and think about our dance, we won't know our level. " They added which made me smile widely.

"You know what? I just realized that I have the most sweetest students. Let's start practicing! " I clapped my hands excitedly and so did them.

Author

Namjoon
sent 1.35 p.m.
Gurl, you know what? Jimin has started to teach people now. I'm impressed. Thank you for whatever you had done to him. I appreciate it ;)

Jieun smiled at the text she received and shrugged her shoulders. "I have done absolutely nothing. " She talked to herself then threw her phone onto the couch.

She was happy that Jimin had finally got the courage to start dancing and teaching again. Even for her, she had done nothing about it, but knowing that he has found his spirit again somehow gave her a huge satisfaction. She can't wait to watch his dance one day.

She smiled and giggled to herself until she suddenly heard someone knocking the door. She stopped then think; who's that? Without thinking any further, she just shrugged the thoughts off as she thinks that it might be the delivery man. She ordered a few boxes of pizza to eat till night.

"Wait, " she yelled and grabbed her purse before making her way towards the door to open it. She then opened the door without thinking of anything and the next thing she knew was; she regretted for opening the door.

A loud gasped was let out by her as she took a step back. She cursed under her breath.

"Jieun, " the person spoke while looking into her eyes.

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