Day 5

            The grey clouds embraced the town again. I left my flat early, just because I wanted to visit Jongin’s dance studio. I was sadder than I thought. The little, cold raindrops were flooding my cheeks but I wasn’t crying…maybe I was in love…or maybe everything is just an innocent passion…

            I began to increase the pace. I couldn’t wait anymore…

            The smoky window showed a silhouette dancing. I sighed relieved and started to run to the door but it was closed. I was banging at it like a mad woman, screaming:

            “Jongin!” I don’t even know why I was doing that because I just saw him dancing inside. Maybe I just wanted to see him face to face, to touch him or just to feel him beside me. Unexpectedly the door opened, allowing me to see the sadness and hope in his eyes. I took a step forward, yet I avoided his dark orbs. Another step and I was in front of him. When I realized that if I raised my hands a little I could touch his waist I stopped in my tracks looking at the floor, waiting for him to say something.

            “I was worried yesterday.” And he did.

            “Me too…where were you?” I said almost in a whisper.

            “you…” He said my name and it sounded like an angel said it.

            “I thought that you forgot about me.” I continued, still looking at the floor.