‘Who is this guy? This feeling feels so familiar…but different at the same time…’ I think to myself while dancing with the stranger who offered to dance with me. ‘I normally don’t like dancing with anyone now a days….why did I agree to dance with this person?  I don’t even know him nor did I really get a good look at him. We are not even allowed to talk.  I wonder if he is wondering who I am just as much as I am wondering who he is?...’

The music stops. ‘I guess I will find out now’.

We part, but only are allowed a small glimpse of each other before the lights go off.  My eyes widen.  Someone suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me away before I can react to the glance of the man I was dancing with. ‘IT CAN’T BE! WHO IS TAKING ME?! WHERE AM I GOING?! WHO EVER IT IS I DON’T CARE!! IT CAN’T BE HIM!!’ I think to myself. I close my eyes as I am being rushed out of the ballroom.
“Open your eyes or you will fall down the stairs!” a familiar voice shouts.

I open my eyes. “Yong Hwa Oppa!” I yelp before stumbling onto the floor.

“Are you okay? …Yes it is me…I just…come on… right now it is not a good time,” he says as he is helping me up, “we need to go now”.  I leave with him.