So, started writing my next story before I even finished the published one.... I'm just dreading finishing it.  On the bright side my new one is starting out nicely:

[Excerpt, Jongup POV]

She walks around with her head and shoulders down, her hair covering her face.  I do that too sometimes, though my hair doesn’t give much coverage.  She doesn’t talk much but then neither do I.  Her clothes are big, sometimes bigger than mine; they hide her body and look sloppy but I’ve seen her shirt fly up, and have caught glimpses of her slender waist and flat stomach.  I’ve spent many nights since thinking about it, imagining the softness of her skin and the firmness her abs.

In our dance studio she is the only female break-dancer but she blended so well I don’t know if anyone noticed.  The other trainees didn’t pay her much attention to her but when she danced she was only person in the room and no one could look away.  When she danced I fantasized about joining her in perfect synchronization… but usually I just sat in the back eyes wide, with a hoodie covering the bright blonde mop of hair that separated me from the trainees I was once a part of.  When you debut there’s a wall, I don’t know who puts it but relationships aren’t the same anymore and the more successful you get the more strained it becomes.

I didn’t come to the dance studio much anymore but it was my first vacation from the continuous promotions I’d survived since debut as a member of B.A.P and I wanted to watch her dance.  I probably should have gone home.  My hometown was only three hours by bus, which was a luxury Daehyun and Junghong would have loved but he thing I missed most since debut was watching her dance.