You are tired from the previous activities and chores he told you to do. For the past few weeks you had to do this and that for him, from watering his

plants to cleaning out his garage. All these tasks annoyed you. The only thing that kept you from kicking Jiyong in the crotch was becoming a part of the

performance. It was stupid, but it was the only way.

              But throughout the week, Jiyong seemed nice and normal unlike the monster he was during practice.

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             “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!” the employees of the dance studio say as you enter.

             “Gumawo!” you say cheerfully, bowing.

            They treat you with balloons and presents.

            “Neh unnie…,” the receptionist says, “Why come to practice? It’s your birthday,” Gaeul says.

            “Well Jiyong is going to announce the person that will take part in the program.”

            “Unnie, I’m pretty sure you will be in it! Anyways, hwaiting!”

            “Hwaiting!” you say back as you enter the practice room.

            “Ugh, she’s here,” Jiyong blurts out.

            You set your gym bag and presents on the side of the mirror.

            “Who are those from?” he scoffs. “Your boyfriend?” he continues.

            “Don’t mind me, alright?”<