Extract

All thoughts of leaving China had soon evaporated after that day.

Every day from then on, after class, he’d made sure to stop by the dance studio to watch her dance, always through the window, until one day she’d spotted him. He’d wanted to walk away and pretend like she hadn’t just caught him staring at her like some ert stalker person but he stayed rooted to the spot. Then she’d smiled and waved at him to come inside.

And he had. He could still recall his first awkward meeting with her. His broken Chinese had made her laugh and she’d let him struggle for a while before revealing that she was actually Korean.

He’d joined the dance classes. ship paid for by SM entertainment who unbeknownst to him thought he might as well take dance classes in preparation for his debut with a planned all male super group.

They’d become fast friends, as the only Koreans in class they found it easier to communicate with each other, and added on to their similar tastes and ideals it was a match made in heaven.