Jiyong the music. He felt a wonderful sensation after hearing it. He started off with a smooth move, swinging his hands up. He gracefully spin, effortlessly raising his left leg above the ear, balancing his body weight with his only right toe. After making a turn, Jiyong did a quick short run before lifting up his body with arms wide open. He soared as high as the birds. Soon, the music change. This time, the beats were fast. Jiyong moved his body like a wave with full force then jerking it. He controlled his movements next just like a robot. Jiyong had a good sense of rhythm that every of his dance moves synchronise with the music and it looks perfect. Jiyong stood still staring at himself in the mirror. His muscles were tight, sweats dripping off his hair and fatigue took over. However, his eyes were glazed with passion. Jiyong was at the dance studio. He had spent hours inside just to refine his steps and move for his upcoming show so that it will be flawless on stage.     "Let's take a five minutes break." Jiyong decided.   With his tired legs, he walked towards his bag and took out his water bottle. He reached for his facial towel that was hanging at the side. He poured half of the water on his face then guzzled the remaining water down. He wiped the liquid off his face. For a second when Jiyong turned, the studio door was opened. A young slim tall woman with short black hair stomped in angrily. It was Kiko Mizuhara.    "I had enough of your nonsense GD. You lied to me. You said you're busy but look, you spend most of your time here! All I want is for you to devote your time to me and for us to communicate."   Jiyong breathed a deep breath but remain silent.    "Im breaking up with you Jiyong. Yes, I'm dumping you!" Kiko roared.   "Kiko, please wait," Jiyong tried to grab her arms but she pushed it away. "Let me explain."   "No explanation," she continued, "and by the way, I'd alrea