Right, left, right, left, spin. Feet on the floor. Sweats running through her body. Boom boom beat. Boom boom beat echoing in the room. The loud sound comes from the CD player. The mirrors on the soundproof wall has her whole steps on repeat since the last 6 hours. Jane own the world right now, right here. Falling over her own feet quite a few times, but she didn’t waste any second. She gets back up and starts her routine all over again, from the top. “Jane, rest. Or I’ll never leave you alone, in this room ever again.” A husky manly voice comes out behind her. He stops the beat, making she frowns. “You’re all wet.” He tosses her a shirt. She didn’t hesitate, but takes off her drenched shirt. Ignoring the opposite who’s staring right at her glistening body. Grabbing a towel, “What are you staring at?” Jane continues to dry herself up. “It’s not like this is your first time.” “I don’t know. You look even ier, all sweaty like that.” He winked. She make a face and change her attire. “Anyway. Are you even human? You’ve been here, practicing or more like tiring yourself out without any reason, for hours. It’s not like you’re going to debut as a pop star or anything. Why would you waste your energy on this. Next time, you’re having extra energy, waste it on me. The bed’s ready.” He laugh. Don’t take it the wrong way, audience. He is Hoya. Her bestfriend, best best best friend of her that he feels like an older brother. Jane punch him. “Well, this is my passion. Not you.” “Wow, that hurts.” He touch his own chest, as if he’s offended by her words. She just laugh while throwing her right arm around the guy’s shoulder. Though she had to tiptoe, and he have to bend a little. “Let’s go eat.” “Thought you’ll never ask.” “You’re here when you don’t have the other girls to eat with you. I’ve known you for ages.” They talk while walking to their favourite food venue. “What other girls are you implying? You’re my only girl. The others are too girly for me.” He open the door, and let the lady comes in first. “You’re saying I’m not ladylike?” She sit at their usual place. “Well, yes. You’re not very ladylike. But that’s cool. My treat, the usual order?” She nods. “2 black bean noodles.” He shouted from his seat. “Whatever, Hoya. Whatever.” “Hey, don’t whatever me. See, this is why I don’t like leaving you alone in that room. You’ll get tired and then, you’ll ‘whatever, hoya’ me. This is unfair.” He shows a serious face that makes Jane think twice to ignore him. “Okay, sorry my baby boo. And who said I’m tired? This girl of yours is like Captain America. Except I’m prettier and stuffs.” She smile brightly, convincing Hoya, that she’s not tired. But well, she is. Seeing him satisfied with her respond, she rest her head on the table, closing her eyes slowly.

She wakes up to the sound of the loud hiphop music in her room. She looks around and her eyes shot up seeing that she is already in her favourite pyjamas. She look over at the bed next to hers and she sigh relievely. If it wasn’t Hoya that she had been closed for more than 9 years there, she swear she would call the cops or something. She smile and stare at the boy sleeping face. 

What do you think about this? ._. I have ideas. But not a solid plot and blah blah. But is my writing okay? e.o