Yoongi entered the empty corridor and look around. He let out a soft sight when he can’t see anyone around and immediately he calmed a bit down. His class was over now but he didn’t want to go back home, not yet. Before, he wanted to look for something – or better: for someone.

About two weeks ago he had spotted this guy at the hall of the school through the window. He was amazed by his dance skills and until now the boy hasn’t noticed him. He was always so concentrated on his moves that he probably won’t ever notice him. And because of this Yoongi felt safe. He was shy and still, a little bit introverted and he would probably freak out when the boy notice him.

The black-haired boy bite his lip a bit and tightening his grip on his bag. He slowly walked down the empty corridor and already he could hear some music playing. Immediately he started to smile – that would mean the boy would be practice there again.

Yoongi stopped in front of the window and sneaked into the hall. There he was again. The boy who danced so good. Again he was totally concentrated on his moves, he was in his own world and this was something which Yoongi amazed. To have a real passion for something, to have something to love to do. The pale boy turned to the side and lean with his back against the wall. So the boy wouldn’t notice him. A bit he closed his eyes and listen to the music. He really wanted to know the name of the boy, but he was too shy to approach to him or to ask one of his friends. They will probably joke around and in the end they will embarrassed Yoongi in front of the guy. And Yoongi didn’t want this to happen. He then prefer it to watch him dance at a hidden place.