I danced hardly while looking at the big mirror in front of me.

I've been here almost about an hour after our talk. I ran into the practice room and been dancing hardly to let go all the bad feelings.

"You can do this Namjoo-ah," I said to myself and do a hard move.

I breathe heavily as I move to match the rhythm of the music.

As I dance the talk awhile ago came into my head.

"Your reason is not enough to justify your act awhile ago besides you're not like that"

I sway my hips roughly while catching my breath.

"Why are you talking to Hayoung like that she's been hurt because of your actions"

I gaze through the mirror and saw many sweats building up unto my body. 

"Unless you only did it to gain some attention"

Like a cue, the music gets too loud and reached its peak. 

I shouted and do an impossible move not caring about the consequences. 

As I jumped and about to twirl, I land wrongly that causes to sprain my ankle

"Ouch! " I scream in pain while helping myself getting better. 

After recovering from the pain, I walk slowly to the bleachers and chug down my water bottle. 

I settled myself and wiped my sweat. 

"Seems like it's been a while I've been dancing to relieve some stress"

I sit comfortably and saw someone at the door. It's Manager Oppa. 

I greeted and bowed to him. He acknowledged my actions and seated beside me. 

"You got yourself in trouble again Namjoo-shii" He said with amusement in his eyes. 

"It's nothing Oppa" I said to him and lazily sitted. 

"Yah know I've been curious about why Chorong wants to drive all of a sudden, besides I trust her with your safety so I gave the keys to her" He said. 

I just nod at him and fixed my things. 

"Yah know Namjoo-ah as a manager, I learned many things about your group more than the things that c