I walk into my dance studio, dumping my bag in the corner and finding my IPod. I had slept in this morning accidentally, my alarm clock not going off at the right time. It was my daily routine to come here and dance, as the saying goes, Practise makes perfect. I plug my IPod into the stereo, choosing one of the many songs to dance to. After an hour of dancing, and doing easy songs I guess, I decide to try a harder song. As the beat starts I start moving, practising with all my energy and trying to perfect the parts I hadn't perfected yet. One part of the dance I hadn't done, knowing it was too difficult even for my level of dance, was approaching. My face become determined as I only slow down slightly, getting ready to try the difficult move. I stumble but catch myself before I fall. I sigh, waiting for the music to come to that point again as I try again.

"Ah!" I shout out, falling on my leg.

"_________-ah!" I hear someone shout, running to me. I turn and see Taemin coming out from the corner of the room, apparently he was sitting so still I hadn't even noticed he was there.

"Gwenchena?!" He asks me, putting a hand on my shoulder, looking worried.

"Nae I'm fine... What are you doing here?" I ask him and he blushes a little, embarrassed.

"A few days ago I was walking past and I saw you dancing. So I came here early the next day to watch you but you were already here, practising. Ever