HYE RIM'S POV.

 

"Unnie!" Min Jae quickly hugged me.

 

"Unnie, Hwaiting!" She fist pump in the air and smiled widely before she ran to her training.

 

I sighed and walked to the dance rooms in the SM buliding.

 

We started immediately to train the day after the announcements were made. We were told to find our way there, like we were starting from scratch, from nothing. I picked my way around, using my photogenic memory to help me. Once I perfectly capture how to head there, I didn't have a problem. Min Jae stick close to me when she can, sometimes feeling lost. I made sure she was close when we head over to train.

 

I was slightly late for dance class but no one noticed.

 

Why?

 

Songsaenim was putting us to train under others.

 

Others I meant...

 

"Hye Rim!" Songsaenim greeted me, beaming like a fool, "I'm putting the class to train under different idols."

 

Idols...

 

I cringed slightly on the word. No one knows about my related cousin, Minho or my relationship with Taemin.

 

Ought to act like I didn't know them at all now...

 

I gulped and headed over to the racks, groaning at my mistake of coming in late because all the good places for my bag was gone. I was left with the ones on the high shelves. I groan and pouted, just thinking, just my luck...

 

Just then, the door open and I heard everyone gasp and squeal.

 

I still had my mp3 plug into my ears, not bothering hearing the name and nodding my head to the music, though I took out one of the earphone pieces. I was stuffing my school things into my bag, after changing at the changing room earlier into my dance clothes.

 

"Ahh, glad you could make it! Here's your list of students," I heard Songsaenim said, probably beaming like a fool.

 

The anonymous person cleared his throat, I assume its a guy anyways, as he called out the first two names.

 

Then...

 

"Song Hye Rim?"

 

I was still too immersed in my song that I forgot my name for a moment.

 

"Hye Rim-ah...."

 

I swear I thought I heard his voice...

 

"Hye Rim!"

 

Someone tapped my shoulder and I jerked backwards.

 

Taemin smiled at me, wearing a printed tee and long pants. He beamed at me like he was glad to see me.

 

"Annyeong," He waved, tilting his head slightly.

 

"A...annyeong..." I stammered, cursing myself why.

 

The whole class laughed at me and I flushed red in embarassment.

 

God, just yesterday we were on my bed, kissing each other and hugging and cuddling, not letting go. And then the next morning he left just like that, without a note at all. I texted him but he didn't reply. I called him during my breaks but he didn't answer.

 

What kind of guy does that?

 

That guy was standing in front of me, right now....

 

"You're in my class." He said simply, grinning.

 

I wanted to brutally murder him then, right then and then!

 

Which girl wouldn't get frustrated over making an effort to COMMUNICATE when the other party doesn't even REPLY?!

 

Jerk.

 

As I walked past him, I proposely pushed him. He almost stumbled and fall but he caught himself. He stared after me as I sat with the others. He sat beside me, jumping on his knees,

 

Yes, his god damn knees...

 

Like a little boy eager to play with his new toy.

 

I sighed and groaned, hugging myself. As Songsaenim talked over with us, I leaned in and muttered, "Jerk,"

 

He looked at me, confused, "Wae?"

 

We were playing the hissing and whispering game now.

 

"You didn't bother replying anything that I called or send!"

 

"I was busy...."

 

"Busy with? Just ran off like that in the morning! What do you think I am? A toy?"
 

"Aniyo, I was just-"

 

"At least leave a NOTE!"

 

"I forgot!"

 

"Well, then you forgotten about me already?!"

 

"No! How could I?"

 

"SONGSAENIM!"

 

I raised my hand and everyone turned to look at me. Taemin looked away, trying not to make it obvious. He smiled a little until he heard my question.

 

"CAN I CHANGE MY CLASS?"

 

"ANDWAE!"

 

This time, everyone turns to look at Taemin, who looked shocked and dumb after he blurt out. I stared at him, glare at him with my huge eyes.

 

"Don't you dare, Lee Taemin!" I hiss back

 

"Wae?" Songsaenim look at Taemin, "I can change her to Eunhyuk's or Hyoyeon's class..."

 

"I prefer to evaluate my students before allowing them to change classes," Taemin said cooly.

 

Damn you, Lee Taemin...

 

"But I- OWW!"

 

I glared at Taemin just as he remove his hand from behind my back.

 

LEE TAEMIN! YOU ARE DEAD FOR PINCHING ME!

 

"Something wrong, Hye Rim?" Songsaenim asked,

 

"Aniyo...just a little cramp...." I made an excuse, glaring at Taemin.

 

Taemin gave me an apologetic look before looking away embarassingly.

 

Songsaenim made a sigh and finally dismiss us. Everyone got up and left the class, taking their bags.I kept my hand on my stomach, making it look like I did have cramps.

 

Finally, Songsaenim, Taemin and I were left in the dance studio.

 

Songsaenim turned to me.

 

"Do you need help?" He asked me, looking worried.

 

"Aniyo... its wearing off... thanks for the offer," I said, waiting as he slowly left the dance studio.

 

The moment the door closed, I gave out a huge intake of air I was holding.

 

"Hye Rim-ah," Taemin turned to me, "Mianhae... I didn't mean to-"

 

I took my bag, my heart shattering to pieces. I didn't want to look at him one bit. I wanted to leave.

 

RIGHT NOW.

 

"Hye Rim!" Taemin stood next to me, "Let me explain!"

 

"I had enough of explanations, Taemin!" I hissed, "I had enough of getting bruises too!"

 

"But I only did it because-"

 

"Whatever it is, Taemin." I blew the hair out of my face, "I want to act like I DIDN'T KNOW YOU!"

 

"W-w-wae?" He sounded so regretful and pityful now.

 

How I wish I could take back those words but...

 

"BECAUSE I JUST WISH TO BE INVISIBLE! JUST TO BE THE BACKUP DANCER, ARASSO? I'M NOT TAKING MY CHANCES TO BE AN IDOL LIKE YOU!"

 

He shut up the moment he heard those words.

 

I know then that I have scarred him. I have totally gone overboard. I gulped and fight the tears that were in my eyes.

 

"I'm not that good,"

 

I grabbed my bag and walked out, leaving a shocked Taemin in the dance studio.