She knows it. She knows it very well. And every familiar step to her school reminded that. That school, that for people like her, have become her house, her playground and other times her prison where no one was able to escape trapped by that so unknown spell that we call time. She knows very well that time was what she needed, but not only that. She knows she have to thanks her unstoppable desire to pursue her dream. That unstoppable desire got stuck and rise anytime she reminds herself the reason why she wanted so badly to get out of there.
If it wasn't for her dream she would have dropped school long time ago.

Dancing. Dancing is her life. She lives and breath for that low beat going through her ears all the way under her skin into her bones. Every fiber awoken and every sense in cooperation to give off herself for few minutes as the song switch to another, and another, and another and so on until her whole body let itself rest blessed by the full joy and pleasure this form of art gives her. A long treasured dream born with her since she was a toddler but never had the courage to show off that often, afraid of criticism of the people around her and for her not-so-well economic status that can't make her study her passion and be a professional...

Yes, she knows also that. If you have a dream but your life is going upside-down and you're not that lucky then money was also necessary she tells herself.

She reached the gate of her school and sighed, nervousness and worries building up inside her mind, still not ready to face all of her dongsaeng that had been attached to her heart in her previous years since welcoming them when they first joined this school. "J.Y.P. High School...." She murmurs and close up the distance to the main entrance, up for the flat of stairs towards her class.

On the right and left side of the stairs, her friends greeting her while rushing to go to their floor and classes. Reaching out her floor, she looked around searching for no one in specific but just to find out who's going to recognize. With her head low she sighed and she directed her lifeless body to her designed class; she was feeling like some delinquent being punished for their rebellious and unruly actions... that's when she heard shouting behind her and the only thing she would have thanked in that moment was her well trained reflexes that saved her for not collapsing on the concrete floor with the person that jumped on top of her, clinging like a koala and hugging her like they were glued by the face

"Unnie...!"

"Chaeyoung-ah... please... You're heavy and I don't know if I'll continue breathing if you hug me like this!"

"Oh.. you're right"

And just like that her dongsaeng, Son Chaeyoung, climbed off of her and looked at her with that cute little smile she usually gives her, showing that dimple she is so proud of. It was strange, after all this time, to find someone still genuinely happy to see her. That made her smile a bit, she felt relieved to know that she can still count on her lil' dongsaeng.

"Unnie, what are you doing here? Did you come for your last goodbyes to this school or you just missed me after this summer break?" Chaeyoung said and smirked

She chuckled. "Nope. I'm not here to say my last goodbyes yet but..." she leaned to her left ear whispering "I do have missed you" and retracted herself, she winked.

Chaeyoung winked at her too, then exploded in her adorable smile, giggling

"Okey, Unnie. I'm serious now: why are you here? You graduate from this school last year, no?"

"Well... I should had to but I think I going to stay here another year..."

"You are kidding me, right?! Don't tell me you failed your last year? Why? What happened?"   And in that moment a pain stabbed her heart again. That was a question that she likely would have avoided because it was too painful to answer that question. I wish I knew too she said in the back of her mind but those curious pair of eyes in front of her wanted an answer so she half smiled and ruffling her hair she said


"Well...Yes, I failed my last year 'cause I'm stupid"

"UNNIE!! Don't fool me! I'm the one doing the jokes here. Why did you failed your last year?"

"What!? I told you: I failed my year because I'm stupid" she shrugged

"I know you well enough unnie. An