“No.”

“Please.”

“No,” I shook my head fervently and lifted up my chin with unwavering confidence, so that he knew that I wasn’t in the mood to make deals with him. Not when it was something concerning my favourite pastime activity; dance.

“Yushin, please. It’s not even that bad,” my best friend whined childishly and looked at me, his charcoal-black eyes hinting at his amusement. His cute little dimples were accompanied by an even cuter pout. God knows that Kwon Soonyoung could be really convincing if he really put some effort into something. Otherwise, he was more like that typical teasing friend who laughed his off when you fell while you were in the midst of a freakingly hard choreography. (The cons of having a male best friend.)

“You know, you are not the one whose foot he stands on at least once a class.”

“At least he’s trying, not like Jungkook who temporarily left the group after he had heard that he has to be with you,” he pointed out with a mischievous smile on his face.

I merely rolled my eyes in response because he didn’t have to remind me that Park Chanyeol was already my second partner. My first one – the oh-so-shy Jeon Jungkook – even called in sick for an indeterminable period of time, just to make sure that he didn’t have to do pair work.

And who did I have to get instead of the most talented dancer in our group? The one and only Park Chanyeol! Of course, who else? It’s like the Gods above were trying to play a ridiculous trick on me. Or Soonyoung did, after all, he was the one who had set up the pairs. He claimed that he did it with an online generator but I highly doubt that it happened like he said so, judged by the evil grin on his face when he announced the name of my first partner. His grin was even wider when – thanks to Jungkook and his shyness around girls - he had no choice but to put me together with Chanyeol who joi