Jaebin’s POV
“Jaebin-ah where are you? “ A woman shouted. I turned around to face a woman in her mid-forties. She walked towards me with a panic expression pinned on her face. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” She hauled me up and I followed her downstairs. We got into a black car with tinted windows and headed to our destination.

I’m Park Jaebin, a professional dancer. To be exact, I’m a profession ballerina. I’ve represented Korea in countless international competitions. I can’t say I’m the best as to me I’m still trying to be the best. I’m currently 22 years old. I’ve just graduated from Seoul University, majoring in Dance. The woman who was looking for me is my Omma. She was once a ballerina, but not a professional ballerina. She aspired to be one and that’s why I’m here now. I liked Ballet since young. This was because of Omma. We would always go for Ballet concerts and I was always envious of the ballerinas who were able to dance gracefully on stage. At the age of 5, I’ve started ballet. Till now, ballet has been my passion, my dream, my everything.

“Jaebin-ah, Teacher Lee’s waiting for you at the theatre.” I nodded my head lightly. Teacher Lee is my ballet teacher as well as my manager. She was once Korea’s best ballerina. She has now retired and teaching students ballet. I am now going to participate in a ballet contest that’s held in Korea. Its yet another international competition. The only thing why I liked to attend concerts, performances and competitions was because of My Oppa, Park Yoochun. He’s a famous fashion designer. All my dresses were designed by him. He’s 24 this year. Although he’s busy, he would always make time to make dresses for me.

“Teacher Lee.” I bowed upon seeing her. This is basic respect for the adults. She gave a small smile and dragged me to the changing room and get ready for the competitions. When I was waiting for my turn, I saw many other participants getting ready. Some were just sitting there with their eyes closed to gain confidence while others were busy with their make-up and attire. There were participants from many other countries. There were ones from China, Australia, America and many more. This was quite a major event and everyone should be feeling nervous. I on the other hand was not. I was never nervous for this kind of things. I’m not proud. I just don’t feel nervous. I never wanted to be first in the country. Dancing to me is just a passion. As long as I can dance, I’m happy. I don’t have to be the best.

“Let’s welcome contestant number 26, Park Jaebin from Korea.” I smiled and entered the stage gracefully and posed, waiting for the music to start and that’s the time where I would shine…

End of Jaebin’s POV

Jaejoong’s POV

Looking out of the window. “Passengers, we’re about to arrive in Korea in 20 minutes. We’re happy to have you on board and Welcome to Korea.” The pilot announced. Finally back in Korea. I’ve been staying in Vienna for 10 years to pursue on my music career. I’ve now reached my goal and I am able to head back to Korea to do my country proud. I’m Kim Jaejoong, renowned pianist in Vienna. I’m currently 24 and finally returning where I first started out from, Korea.

“Jaejoong, there would be a concert held for you next month so during this time, I will find you a house and you can practice for the upcoming concert.” Dongho, my manager said. I turned to look at him.

“I want the concert to be special.” I said, suddenly thinking of an idea. I needed people to have a deep impression of me and it must be a good impression.

“What do you mean by special?” Dongho asked.

“I don’t want it to be me and only me. I want someone to perform with me on stage. That person must not be a pianist.” I said as I laid back and closed my eyes, feeling the plane tilt forward. Korea, I’m home…

When we landed and got our bags, I headed out, only to find a group of reporters standing outside looking for a particular someone. To be safe, I’d better hide. I wore a mask and looked down, coughing. Dongho got the hint and pretended that we’re just normal people returning to Korea. When we’ve got out of the airport, Dongho hailed a cab and I could finally take off my disguise.

“That was close.” I said as I lied back down on the seat.

“We’ll go to my house first since you have no where to stay.” Dongho said after he instructed the driver where to go.

“Does your house have a piano? If it doesn’t I will go somewhere else.” I said with my eyes closed.

“Of course I do. You think I don’t? Even if I don’t where are you going to find somewhere to stay?” I thought for a while and realized he was right. When we’ve reached his house, it was an apartment. A high class apartment. He stayed on the top floor which was a penthouse. There was a transparent grand piano standing in the middle of the living room. Dongho brought me to a room and said. “This is your room for now till I find you a decent house.” I dumped my bag on the bed and unpacked my clothes. I had nothing much since All my stuff I had left in Vienna were useless to me.

“You were saying?” Dongho suddenly popped his head back in.

I jumped and turned around. ”what did I say?” I exclaimed.

“Oh sorry to startle you. You said you want something special for your concert.” He walked in and sat on a random chair which I failed to notice.

“Oh, That. I wanted like a dancer or a singer to perform together for the whole concert. Maybe not for every song but maybe for like most of them?” I said as I continued unpacking.

Dongho his chin for a second. “That’s not a bad idea. A dancer should be the best. No one can sing for that long.” He chuckled while I laughed my signature laugh.

“Then Dancer it is. But, I want the best of the best.” I said. I can’t have someone to ruin my debut concert in Korea, could I? Dongho nodded his head and walked out with his phone in his hand. He was dialing some number and all I could do was give a smile and a small shake of my head before heading to the shower to freshen up before exercising my fingers.

End of Jaejoong’s POV

Jaebin’s POV

I ended my piece with a bow before headed backstage with graceful steps. “Jaebin-ah, you’ve done me proud.” Teacher Lee pulled me into a hug as I gave her a heartwarming smile. I sat at my seat waiting for the announcement of results. I sat in my seat waiting for Omma to come find me. When I looked up in the mirror, I saw a girl standing behind me. She was smiling and I turned around. She extended out her hand. “I’m Kim Mi-young, nice to meet you.” I smiled and shook her hand. “Park Jaebin.” She had a really sweet smile and her smiley eyes were really attractive.

“You dance really well.” She sat at the seat beside me. “Really? You’re way better. The way you did the Ballon (Ballon means to bounce, where the dancer can show the lightness of the movement. It describes a quality, not the elevation or height, of the jump. Even in small, quick jumps ,dancers strive to exhibit ballon.) was unbelievable. I couldn’t have done it that well.” I smiled.

“The way you did the Fouetté jeté (literally "whipped throw". A leap which starts as a fouetté and then the second leg also kicks in front.) was awesome. I would get dizzy by doing It so many times.” I could only smile at her compliment. Then I saw my Omma approaching. Omma gave Mi-young the evil eye. I shook my head lightly while looking at Omma before she dropped her guard.

“I think I shall head back to my seat.” Mi young dropped her head and walked away. “Look what’ve you done.” I looked at Omma. She just shrugged and pulled out a lunch box. “Gimbap.” She said. My eyes sparkled as I started eating. Suddenly, I stood up. “Where are you going again this time?” Omma asked.

“I’m going to apologise on your behalf” I walked away in search of Mi-young’s seat. When I finally saw her, I didn’t see anyone around her. “Mi-young” I stood behind her and called her softly. She looked at me with a sad expression. I extended the lunch box to her, offering her the Gimbap. “I apologise to you on my mother’s behalf. She’s a little crazy. This is her specialty. Try it. You’ll love it.” She took one and put the whole thing in . The more she chew, the more her eyes glowed.

“This is delicious.” She covered as she spoke. I sat down on the chair beside her. “Let’s be friends.” Her eyes immediately lit up. “really?” I nodded my head as she pulled me into a hug. We sat there and talked before they announced all dancers to get ready to go on stage. We gave each other our numbers and headed back to our seat.

We all stood in one line on stage, awaiting for the top 3 prizes to be announced. “Ladies and gentleman, thank you for waiting patiently for the results to be announced. We’re very honor to have…” They and their long speeches.

“Third place, number 14 Stephanie Gomez from Australia.” She had long blonde lock and was very beautiful. If she was in a beauty contest, she would sure have gotten first place.

“Second place, Number 20 Kim Mi-Young from Korea.” She stepped out and received her sash and flowers. She gave the audience a very bright smile before heading back to her position.

“First place, Number 26 Park Jaebin from Korea.” I stepped out to receive my sash, flowers and crown. I gave the audience a wave and a bow before heading back. After the prize presentation was over, I headed back to change and remove my make-up.

I didn’t expect myself to get first place. I saw many more better dancers who had more potential. Omma and teacher Lee came up to me and congratulate me. We headed out and waited for our car. I then saw Mi-young standing at the side of the pavement alone. I told my mum and headed to where Mi-young was. “Congratulations.” I extended my hand to her. She shook it and gave me a smile. “You’ve got first as I expected.” She said with a chirpy voice.

“You’re happy.” I said and look at her.

“At least the top 2 were Koreans.” She said. Suddenly, a white sports car stopped in front of us and a suave young man stepped out. “Mi-young ah” He waved and she waved back and directed for him to come over. He gave me a look before standing beside Mi-young.

“This is my new friend Park Jaebin while this is my Oppa, Kim Junsu.” I shook his hand and he flashed a charming smile. “Nice to meet you.”

“Jaebin-ah! Jaebin-ah!” I heard my Omma’s voice and I turned around. She was asking me to go over since our ride’s here. “I need to go now. My ride’s here. Keep in contact.” She nodded and I ran off. I slept throughout the car ride since I was tired. I couldn’t wait to go home and tell Oppa and Appa the good news. Appa is a big business man. Although he’s always busy, he would always come home as early as he can to spend time with the family.

I felt myself being carried as I opened my eyes. I saw the familiar face of my oppa. I s my arms round his neck and he stopped. “Ya! You’re awake. Walk yourself.” He looked down at me as I frowned and walked on my own. Omma brought the things inside and kept it in the trophy cupboard. The cupboard was filled with my awards. From certificates to trophies. Now there’s another crown to add to the collection.

End of Jaebin’s POV

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First chapter.
I hope it’s good