01 name ;

Lee Joon

002 affiliation ;

Idol - MBLAQ

003 teacher or student ;

Student

004 subject ;

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004 social class ; 

Elites

005 club ; 

Dance

006 writing sample

Lee Joon cringed, looked away and felt utter disgust; as the human constantly tripped, stumbled and the worst of all; made the flawless, elegant and beautiful choreography look like a kindergartner play. 

No. This was an absolute no in Joon's book.

Swaying his hand from side to side; signaling to turn off the music. He stood up and walked toward the confused and disappointed student. Once he finally reached the student, he calmly raised his hand and clutched a fistful of the now frightened student's collar and shoved him against the cold, harsh red, brick wall. " Do you take dance as a ing joke?! " He shouted at the student who was trying to detach Joon's fist from his collar trembling as well.

But before the poor student could answer, he was thrown to the ground.

" Don't you dare show up again, and if we ever cross paths in this lifetime, ing run away you , because I will mess you up. "

This was Joon's place and no one, and he meant, no one, would ruin his time by dancing like a fool.