He was looking for a girl. Not just any girl. She had to understand the work and feelings that he had put into the choreography.

Jongin had thought about asking a girl from his dance class, but she didn’t exactly have to dance. She had to sit there, and let him manipulate her in the chair, and in the last few notes of the song, she was supposed to open her eyes.

She was supposed to look as if she had found true, pure understanding of the world around her. She was supposed to look as if she was waking up for the first time.

Jongin sipped on his coffee through a straw as he thought about who he could ask. Technially, it didn’t have to be a girl, but it would be easier if the person was shorter than him. It would be easier to see the choreography.

He jammed the key into Chaeyeon’s apartment and found her typing her away on her laptop, hair tied up and wisps of brown hair framing her face.

He tosses his bag to the side, “Hey.”

“Hey, do you know where Kyungsoo is?” She sighs, pushing up the frame of her glasses.
 

“Haven’t heard from him since this morning.”

twitched at that, and Jongin takes out one of earbuds, offering it to her. He had to admit, he was curious to see her reaction to Tao and Chanyeol’s remix of the song. She tucked the stray strands of her hair behind her ear, accepted the earbud and he tapped play.

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