Jihyun pov 

You know what really bothers me? People who teach dance horribly. Yup that’s right I'm calling my freaking dance teacher out. This little fish nugget can't dance for and only like the girls who wear short-shorts to class while their s are so perky that if you go near it, you might get stabbed. So, Saehee and I decided to go to a new dance studio because we couldn't stand their bull crap anymore. The new dance studio I think is called Hope Studio? Whatever, I’m just hoping it is better than here, hell, any place is better than this crap.

3 days later…. In front of Hope Studio

“So here we are…. In front of Hope Studio” I said to Saehee who just kept staring blankly at the studio. “You ready?” I asked, only to hear Saehee scream “LETS BLOW THIS ING PLACE DOWN WHOOOOOOOO.” Shaking my head, I know that I will never be able to control that little beast.

Inside the studio… front desk

“Hey guys, how can I help?” “Well we came to sign up (squinting at her name tag) Yeonha-ssi.” “Ah very well. All you have to do is fill this form and if you want you can start today.” “Thank you”

After filling out the form

“Here you go” we both handed in our forms. “Thanks, and you can call me unnie. It seems like I’m older than you.” “Okay unnie” “Hmmm seems like you will have J-Hope teacher from now on. He has two more spots left and none of the other dance teachers have spot so you are just gonna have to take these. H