CHANGJO POV

I took my time washing up my face, but even that couldn't hide the redness in them. I couldn't explain myself why I wasn't attending school today. I was, after all, completely okay yesterday when Chanhee broke up with me.

It seemed like nothing special.

However, it would seem like the consequences finally caught up with me only today. It only then struck me what exactly had happened yesterday.

Being strong in front of other people is not always that easy. So therefore, I needed my free day. I needed to clear my head up first and think a little about my own emotions. I've done everything possible to help Chanhee smile but... hadn't that erased my smile?

I glanced at the mirror in front of me, wondering what exactly was wrong with me. How come Chanhee never saw me as something more than a friend? Was something wrong with my face? With my character?

With a bitter chuckle, I realized that it wasn't my fault. Love never asks for permission. And so it hadn't asked Chanhee either.

Him loving Byunghun was cupid's choice. The same Cupid gave me the arrow so I could shoot it towards Chanhee and Byunghun. I did it without regards.

But just why was it so hard right now to confront the reality?

I guess that's how a heartbroken person feels like...

I abandoned the bathroom and then rummaged through my closet to find my dancing clothes and I quickly put them on. Though with many doubts, I somehow managed to force myself to attend today's dancing class with Ricky. It was my first class with the rest of the attenders and I couldn't help but feel a little insecure and even nervous.

Abandoning my apartment, I realized that I even had some extra time so I took my time strolling down the street. I even bought myself a coffee at the nearest coffee shop and then continued with my stroll towards the bus station.

When the bus arrived at its destination, I walked for another ten minutes before finally reaching the building.

As if something glued me to the floor underneath my legs, I just stood there like a fool, unable to enter the building. Of course that dancing cures all my problems and depressions, but I would not be alone this time. And I couldn't help but want to run away.

But just as I turned around, ready to do so, I was greeted with Ricky's confused face.

“why aren't you entering”? He asked and I opened my mouth in intention to say something, but nothing came out. Sensing my obvious uncomfortableness, Ricky chuckled. “there's no need to be shy, you know? Come on, get in.” he pulled me by my arm and I could do nothing but just follow him obediently.

There were already a few people in the dancing room and some of them instantly greeted me upon noticing my arrival, but some of them stayed quiet, ignoring me.

I was even rather clumsy and shy while introducing myself but most of the girls even found that adorable. It seemed like I was already accepted.

“oppa, why are your eyes so puffy”? One of the girls asked and some of them gasped while observing my eyes. “have you been crying”!?? they kept on interrogating me and I chuckled to hide my uneasiness. “it's just that.. I have an allergy and so.. yeah.” I nervously scratched the back of my head and smiled innocently upon them, making them all believe in my words immediately.

“let's start with our lessons, shall we”? Asked Ricky after finishing with organizing his equipment and everyone eagerly agreed.

Adjusting the lights in the room so it would be lightly dimmed, he the music loud enough for everyone to hear it, but still quiet enough so everyone would be able to hear him.

“okay so, we'll start with something easy. I'll show you the move, and right after that you repeat it. If anyone has a problem, I'll help him around.” Ricky announced and made a cute pose afterwards. It would seem like all the girls went crazy after that.

I kept on nervously tapping my foot against the laminate, continuously questioning myself if I had made the right decision. Maybe this wasn't for me after all.

Being so immersed in my thoughts, I missed to see Ricky's performance so it was probably why I was staring dumbfoundedly at the other people trying to imitate Ricky's move, giggling and whining about it not being easy at all.

And I had no idea of what I was even supposed to do.

“you're trying to get some extra classes, I see.” Ricky chuckled, suddenly appearing next to me. I slightly jumped up because he startled me, but that didn't go unnoticed by Ricky who now seemed genuinely worried.

“um, why would you say that”? I asked him back and he lightly smirked, then bit his lower lip afterwards. “you're not dancing at all. You're staring at the others like it's your first time seeing someone dance. And I've had enough of a prove that you actually can dance, so don't think you'll get away so easily.”

“I'm not.. trying that. I just got confused.” I shrugged my shoulders and he nodded his head, though not looking convinced at all.

“what exactly do you not understand”? He asked and I coughed to clear my throat a little, shrugging my shoulders again.

Ricky sighed and placed his hands right onto my hips, making me jump away almost instantly, as I haven't expected that. Ricky half chuckled at my reaction, but half glanced at me curiously. “what are you doing”? He asked me, though it should have been me to ask that question.

“you just.. well.. um.. why did you do that”? I stuttered but that caused him to chuckle some more. “I'm helping you relax.”

“that's not helping!” I whined recklessly, but covered my mouth as I realized that I had blown my cover off. Now he would tease me probably even more.

“then tell me what's bothering you.” he softly said, making me blink in confusion. Where did the teasing Ricky disappear?

“it's nothing. Really nothing.” I quickly answered.

Though still not convinced, Ricky gave up on trying to force the answer out of me, but he still hadn't given up on allowing me to skip learning his dance.

He showed me once again the move and I quickly memorized it, ready to try it out. But Ricky frowned all of a sudden and stepped closer, thus disabling me from dancing.

“your muscles are too stiffened... you should relax first.” he stated and I pouted, not getting his point.

“but I'm perfectly fine”! I defended myself but as he raised his eyebrow, I had to give up and admit my defeat.

“ah, I'll just give up, okay”? I sighed in annoyance and was ready to leave the room, but Ricky just mercilessly pulled me back onto my spot. “don't you dare!” he warned me, now more than ever actually even looking kinda scary. So I had no choice but to stand there as if I was rooted to the spot.

“keep on practising guys.” he lazily told the others who only nodded and returned back to practising. He then sweetly smiled at me.

“now, where were we”? He asked and I widened my eyes, taking a step away from him.

“um.. well... I'll just try it out again.” I nodded more for myself and then tried copying Ricky's move, but as he already noticed before, I was terribly stiffened. And I couldn't help but loudly curse.

Ricky got closer to me and put his hands onto my shoulders, staring directly into my eyes. I gulped, feeling shy all of a sudden. Though I had no idea why.

“Changjo,” he calmly said and I instantly blushed upon hearing my name spoken in such way. “relax. Forget about your surroundings. Listen to the music. And dance. Okay”? I found myself nodding, ready to listen to his advice. After I tried it again and finally done it perfectly, Ricky clapped his hands happily and smiled. “great job. Now continue like this.” he told me right before he went to check on other dancers.

For some reason, I found myself frowning as he left. A part of me wanted him right here, I haven't even expected him to just leave like that. But how foolish of me... I'm not the only person here, after all.

I smiled bitterly and tried dancing again but was so frustrated that I couldn't focus at all and I ended up clenching my fists in anger. Why is nothing going the way I want it to go?!

Though frustrated, I still somehow managed not to get caught slacking around by Ricky who was still obviously suspicious. When the training finished, I was first done with packing my stuff and was about to leave the dancing studio, but Ricky didn't allow me to do so.

“tomorrow. Seven o clock. Extra classes.” he told me strictly and I frowned, not having a will to attend any of his classes anymore. It was tiring, though not physically. The problem was probably just inside of me.

“why? I've done everything you've asked of us to do.” I tried defending myself, but it was obviously not enough. “liar.” he narrowed his eyes and then smiled as if nothing even happened.

“see you tomorrow.” he cheerfully added and then paid his attention to one girl who oh so suddenly wanted him to repeat some move. To hold the anger inside of me, I abandoned the studio as quickly as possible and then did something I knew I would regret afterwards.

After dialling Byunghun's number, I leaned the phone onto my ear and waited for him to answer it. As he finally did, I was somehow taken back by the worry in his voice.

“yah Jonghyun-ah! Where are you?! Why weren't you at school today?! And why haven't you picked up any of my calls!?” I stopped walking for a moment, closing my eyes as if that would help me to relax. But it couldn't.

“I felt a little sick... I'm fine now. But I have a favour to ask...” I quietly spoke into the microphone and it took Byunghun a while to answer.

“what is it”?

“let's get drunk.” I bluntly said and then smirked, finally starting to walk once again. “I missed having party with you.”

there was a long silence after my question was spoken. I thought Byunghun would even refuse but he didn't.

“okay. Let's do that.” there was no trace of hesitation in his voice. And it made me smirk some more.

CHANHEE POV

sighing for the already tenth time in the last minute, I got already annoyed of myself. Even though Niel had apologized to me yesterday, it didn't seem like our relationship improved at all. Yes of course that I apologized too, and yes we did hug each other and cry like imbeciles, but no – we did not talk at all anymore. The things between us were still highly awkward and I guess we'd need more time to make the things as same as they were before.

What frustrated me even more was Byunghun. I'd prefer having him ignoring me or being cold towards me, but he was even unusually friendly. Every once in a while he'd wrap his arm around my shoulder and would cheerfully talk about something, but it all felt more brotherly than romantically. That was how school passed today.

And then there was even Changjo who was absent. For some reason, he felt like the only normal person in our little group and not having him around felt unusually weird to me. I knew that what I'd done to him yesterday must have affected him a lot, but that didn't mean that I didn't miss him. Even though I'm not in love with him, he still means