Jimin leans against the wall, panting and covered in sweat, his hair messy in his loose white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His Friend, Mina sits next to him as the dance teacher, Maria, and her assistant, Jack claps their hands, congratulating the class for a job well done.

“I like the energy today,” says Maria, “Nice job everyone, remember to email me or Jack if you guys have any interest in the upcoming dance event.”

 Jimin has been taking lessons at the studio for a few months to stay on top until he hears from the school in New York he applied to. He just came back from doing a tour at the school and looking at the different dance schools and the Dance Academy in New York was the best one and most prestigious among the other dance schools he toured. Jimin is twenty-two years old, he used to go to college when he was interested in art but got bored, he has always loved dancing, so he decided to pursue it, he quit school to focus on dancing, a decision he got grief for from his father because he wanted Jimin to study business and start working with him at the family company but Jimin refuses.

Jimin and Mina grab their bags from the lockers, he changed into his black ripped skinny jeans and a red long sleeve shirt.

“Want to grab something to eat?” asks Mina, 

“Jimin,” a voice comes from behind them, they turn around and it was Jack, the assistant.

“Are you gonna join the event coming next month?” asks Jack.

“Not really,” replies Jimin, “It’s for immatures and I looked up the judges, they are totally unfair. and flakes” 

Jack was silent and suddenly bursts laughing,

“Well, you don’t have to dance, you can always volunteer, it’s a good opportunity,” Jack places his hand on Jimin’s shoulder, “Think about it before dismissing it okay, you too Mina.”

They watch him as he walks out of the lockers room, Jimin closes the locker, the thought of being among amateurs dancers gave him shivers.

“You know he totally likes you right,” says Mina with a smirk, Jimin glares at her and rolls his eyes walking away.

“You know I have never seen you with anyone,” says Mina, “Is it because of your parents?”

Jimin sighs, “You’re awfully chatty today,” he replies, “I'm not with anyone because I’m not interested in anyone.”

Mina pouts, “I would love to see you with someone, what about Taehyung? You guys are totally like cute together.”

“Why the sudden interest in my love life?” asks Jimin, irritated. Mina places her arm over his shoulders,

“Cause as your friend, it's my job to make sure you don’t waste time thinking about dancing only,” she says, “Maybe having a boyfriend will make you less tense.” She starts laughing, as Jimin brushes her arm off his shoulder.

“Coming from the who is still single,” he replies, he opens the car door, and throws his gym bag in the back and Mina does the same.

“Where do you want to go eat?” asks Jimin as he turns on the car.

“Anywhere,” she replies, “It’s hot this summer.”

After debating at which restaurant to eat at they both decided to just eat at home instead, after dropping Mina off, he drove straight home, feeling lazy and with the heat, he decided to stay home for the rest of the day. He took a shower and changed out of his clothes again, he decided to wear cargo shorts and a muscle shirt. He walks into the living room and sits next to his mom, she was watching the food network channel,

“Are you planning on learning how to cook properly?” he teases his mom, she cooks once in a blue moon or when she is in the mood, they have a personal chef, but she sometimes cooks but only when she feels like eating Korean food.

“How about you learn how to not set an apartment on fire,” she teases back. Jimin sighs and shakes his head, he knew his parents are never going to let that one go, when he was nineteen, his mom bought him a condo as a birthday present, he had it for one month, but it went on fire when he forgot to turn off the stove, it didn’t burn too badly, but he moved back home after that. He gets up and goes to the kitchen, he opens the fridge and pulls out a jug of fresh squeezed orange juice, he pours some into a glass and takes out a salad. He grabs a fork and walks back to the living room, 

“Taehyung called you,” says his mom, she hands him his cell phone,

“Really?” he says, he places the plate and glass on the table and grabs his cell phone. He looks at the phone and it had one missed call and a text, he opens the text,

Are you going out with us tonight? Read the text, Jimin sighs, feeling lazy, he puts the phone down and starts eating his food.

He decided to stay in for the night, after dinner, he went to his room, not wanting to deal with his father’s constant lectures and preaching.

After showering and getting ready for bed, he opens his laptop and logins on into his Facebook account, he goes to the page, but nothing caught his eyes, no new messages. He clenches his infinity necklace, he sighs and clicks on Jungkook’s profile, it still hasn’t been updated in the last six months. Jimin knew that Jungkook wasn’t a social media user as much as Jimin, between Jimin’s schedule and Jungkook’s track team schedule, they barely have time to talk to each other. The time difference is not helping much, they use to talk on the phone every day despite it, but it got difficult over time. Jimin was about to log out when a message popped up, it was Jungkook, he smiles and quickly opens the messenger, it read,

HI, why are you sleeping yet, hyung?” Jimin laughs and types back, 

It’s your fault, I was waiting to talk to you. He runs his hair through his hair as he waits for a reply, and it pops up in a few seconds, 

Sorry hyung, I between school and practice, I got swamped. Jimin smiles at the thought of Jungkook freaking out and apologizing while he pretends to be mad,

It’s okay, I am swamped too, between dancing and applying for schools, Jimin types back, 

You still haven’t heard back from the school yet? Responds Jungkook,

No, they said the process takes long, I should hear something before the summer is over though.

Jimin smiles like an idiot as they chat with each other over the messenger, he wanted to video chat but Jungkook had to run some errands. They chatted for hours back and forth, Jimin who usually doesn’t like texting people because he prefers talking on the phone was happy, he heard from Jungkook after a long time. It was a casual conversation but as simple as it was, it made Jimin’s heart flutter, it has been nine years since they saw each other, and they have not lost touch. He could picture how grown and handsome Jungkook must be just by looking at the profile picture on Facebook. Jimin places his palm over his mouth to cover his yawn, he was starting to feel asleep, but he didn’t want to say goodbye to Jungkook. A message pops up which awaken him, he rubs his eyes to make sure he read the message correctly, he sits up on his bed with the laptop close to his face, the message read,

I am planning on coming back after the season is over, reads the message, Jimin’s eyes widen and heart starts to race, many thoughts start to run through his mind, he smiles cheek to cheek, excited he forgets to reply to the message until another one pops up,

Jimin-hyung, are you still there? He puts the laptop down and quickly replies,

I am, I’m so glad, you're coming back, I’m so happy, he quickly types and hits the enter key.