Krystal pushed up the strap of her dufflebag as she stepped off the bus. She pushed her sunglasses up and took in the sight of her favorite buildling: the dance studio.

She took in a deep breath, put on a bright smile and burst through the glass doors. "Oh Krystal! You're early today," the receptionist said.

Krystal gave her a smile and greeted her. "I just wanted to practice a little before class started. You don't mind do you?"

The receptionist shook her head but pointed to the studio. "I don't mind but someone else might, honey. There's a new student today and he seems a little rusty. You should help him out, ok?" Krystal nodded and headed into the studio.

When she opened the door, she was overwhelmed with loud music blasting from the stereo. She redirected her eyes to the front where a tall boy was... dancing? She wasn't too sure what is was. *I think a little rusty is an understatement,* she thought.

When the boy saw her through the mirrors, he immediately stopped and rushed to turn the stereo off. He stood around awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Krystal decided to take innitiative and stepped all the way inside. "Hi, I'm Krystal. You're the new student right?"

The boy gave her a timid smile and nodded. "Hi, I'm Chanyeol. And uh.. about my dancing..."

Krystal chuckled. "It's fine. I'm here to help! So you know what dance we're doing right?" He nodded and stood up straight. "Yea! I tried to learn some of