A/N: Hello Readers, sorry for the short Hiatus. Procrastination got ahead of me during my holidays. Also, Happy New Year to everyone! Here's a DaJeong request by @Khunxoxo, enjoy!   *Flashback*   “Does it make you crazy? To think he saw you—  his eyes passed over you and if only there had been some small mishap in that pivotal moment. A spilled drink, a stumble through the door— his hand reaching out to steady you and it would have happened. A whole new world would have opened up like a vortex to swallow you both into blissful delirium.” —Lang Leav   Dahyun closed her book written by her favourite poet, Lang Leav. She sighed as she stared at the book, “If only…”.    “Haneol Sports University, where dreams come true. Truth, Volunteerism & Creation.” ,  the school motto fixated at the top of the school’s hall. Haneol Sports University being the pride amongst many athletes of the nation, where athletes from all sorts of background are accepted via talent. Most succeed to become Olympians, wearing their nation’s flag proudly on shirts by their heart. We now come to tell you a love story that happened here, between two girls just like the poem. Little did they know…   Kim Dahyun, a sophomore student at Haneol Sports University. For most of her life, she has been living her life at the stadium and the piano. Dahyun’s father was an alumni of the University, bringing pride to the nation at the olympics back in his days. When Dahyun was little, she would sit by the bleachers eating an ice cream in her small soft hands while watching her dad coach. She loved how as she focused on the jumper, it then seemed as if everything was in slow-motion. The flexibility, speed and elegance all in one, she loved every bit and ounce of the moment. She threw her ice cream stick in the bin, wiped clean with the back of her hand and walked up to her dad.    “Daddy! I want to do that too!”, little Dahyun smiled at her Dad.   Mr Kim looking at her Daughter, “Sure! You want to be like daddy?”.   Little Dahyun nodded her head, with a wide grin on her face. Mr Kim lifted her and brought her over the pole and onto the mattress. Dahyun giggled when her dad did that, “Again! Again!”.     Dahyun took a deep breath, swinging her hands with a steady base. As she leans, taking big but powerful and swift steps. With that final step, she pushes off the ground, swings her arms up as she lifted herself off the ground, arching her back into a swift motion and landed onto the mattress. Dahyun smiled, pleased with the result.    “Good Job HeungBu! The Princess of High Jumps!” Chaeyoung and Momo stood at the side clapping their hands.    “How long have you two been here? Thanks guys love ya!”, Dahyun asked surprised by their sudden appearance. She took her towel to wipe herself clean and grabbed her bottle taking a sip from it approaching her friends.    “Not too long haha, ready to go home?” Momo said, signalling Dahyun that it was reaching dawn soon. “Yeap, I’ll just go and change up. Give me a minute!” .     Chaeyoung and Momo, both Sophomore students also apart of the track team. Son Chaeyoung who is the University’s fastest sprinter, and Hirai Momo the University’s best Javelin thrower. Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Momo basically stick to each other most of the time, in the dormitory too. During break time, th