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MissTER's Tristan, f(x)'s Victoria

Description

Another f(x) / MissTER pairing! I give you...Tristoria!

(Tristan / Victoria)

The story is still brewing in my head, but y'all can have a teaser of how it might play out. Dance. Hot girls. Do you need more than that?

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Foreword

A/N: I made 2 totally different posters and can't choose which should be the main one. Comments? Preferences?

"Chen Jin Yi...” the instructor called. Nobody responded.

“Chen Jin Yi...?” he repeated. Someone seated in the second row clad in board shorts, plain white t-shirt and ball cap realized the instructor had inaccurate information on his registration sheet.

A throat was cleared; a hand was raised. “Um...Tristan.”

The teacher eyed his student. Wondering the significance of this foreign word, Tristan. He stared for a moment and then moved on.

“Chen Jin Yi,” he called again.

“Laoshi*...it’s Tristan. Chen Tristan, please.”

The instructor seemed annoyed. “T...R...?”

“T-R-I-S-T-A-N,” the owner of the anglicized name spelled it out for the apparently clueless teacher.

The girl sitting next to Tristan tried to mask her half-grin. Tristan noticed that she, along with three-quarters of the class was quite pretty. The last quarter was male and didn’t count. Tristan felt a bit misplaced being the only dance student who blurred the gender lines. More graceful and streamlined than the male dancers, but more rugged and boyish than her female counterparts, she usually felt distant from her peers at these training workshops.

As the instructor neared the end of his class list, he again called out a name that nobody wanted to claim. Aggravated, he sighed and repeated louder the second time, “Song Qian!”

The pretty girl next to Tristan choked out, almost venomously, “Victoria!”

The instructor rolled his eyes and spat back, “V-e-e-t-o-r-i-a?”

Victoria shouted as politely as she could, “No, Laoshi. V-i-c-t-o-r-i-a!”

The student was uneasy over the extra attention. She noticed Tristan glancing over at her and the two exchanged understanding glances.

The irritated choreographer eyed this student as he had Tristan and thought to himself, These hip-hop kids with their fancy English names. This was a contemporary dance workshop and he always felt superior around krumpers, breakers and sundry street dancers. Hip-hop was certainly not his idea of “dance”.

Though Qian “Victoria” Song danced hip-hop style, she had been trained in ballet, so contemporary wasn’t a huge stretch for her. But it was a far cry from Jin Yi “Tristan” Chen’s style. She was the exact sort of student their coach despised.

* Laoshi (老師)

("Lau-sheuh" is probably the easiest way to phonetically pronounce that): In Mandarin Chinese, Laoshi means teacher, coach, etc. For those of you who are more into Japanese fandoms, you could probably interchange the term for "Sensei".