C h a p t e r T h r e e 

♡ Encounter♡  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"You don't have class later today, right sweetie?" Min's mother asked as she grabbed her bag of the kitchen counter and began filling her thermos with freshly brewed coffee.   "None, why?" Min raised a brow as she took a bite of her scrambled eggs.   "Do you want to pass by the company later to have dinner?" She offered as she stood at the other end of the table, watching as Min picked at her food. "You're dad and I will probably be staying there late again tonight."   "Sure, but why so busy?"   Min was always understanding. The kind of work they did took a lot out of them. Time, especially. But no matter what, they always managed to make time for her. She always felt like she needed to do the same. But she didn't mind, because apart from needing to, she wanted to. It wasn't simply an obligation but a choice.   Her mother simply smiled, showcasing the same one that Min had. "We have some newbie's coming in and we need to do paperwork, organize their schedules, walk them around and get them settled in. You know how it is," She finished off with a casual shrug.   Min laughed. "Of course. Well, I'll be working until two but I'll pass by earlier so I can use the dance studio and get some work out done."   "Alright, then bring some extra clothes that way you can shower and get dressed there too. Your dad's already over there so I'm going in my car now." She walked over to Min and placed a peck against the top of her head. "Bye, honey. Behave."   Min chuckled. "You too, mom."   "Love you!"   "Love you too!"  - - - - - - - - - -   "So today's the big day, huh?" Himchan announced as he barged into Yongguk's room. He noticed how he was just looking out into the distance as he sat at the edge of the bed. Himchan shook his head, aware of his idiot's friend nervousness. He stared at him as he leaned against Yongguk's desk on the opposite side from where he sat on his bed. "How are you feeling, Tramp?"   The apartment felt emptier. The younger brothers had gone off to work at the market nearby, which only left Yongguk and Himchan in the house. Himchan would be starting a later shift, while Yongguk had taken the day off since most of the day would be spent with him getting interviewed and what not. He didn't have class either, which eased his mind even more. He could take his time.   "Like I'm about to freak out," He replied in a daze. Now that the day was finally there, it all felt more real. Like there was so much more on the line now. He couldn't mess it up.   What if they don't like him?   What if he screws it all up?   "Oh yeah?" Himchan raised his brows and nodded. "That's... good."   Yongguk could only sigh. "Shut up, Himchan."   Himchan bursted into his usual bellow of a laugh. "I seem to be hearing that more often these days."    - - - - - - - - - -   Min stretched her body against the cold wooden floor of the dance studio, her joints and muscles relaxing as she did. Stretching her legs out into a full split, she flattened her torso against the ground in front of her, holding the position for a few seconds before sitting upright. Now it was time to dance.   She couldn't go a day without it. Nearing the sound system, she plugged in her Ipod and scrolled down to find a song to dance to. Though she loved ballet and contemporary dance, her specialty was hip-hop, and at the moment, she wanted to practice the more lyrical side of it.   She began dancing in front of the large mirrored wall, transitioning from sharp and swift movements, to more fluid and softer ones. That was always her strongest point when it came to her dancing. She let the music flow through her. The slow trap beats and infectious melody taking over her body. For her, her body always reacted on it's own. She allowed the music to take control. Granted it access to move her at its own will. She reflected the emotion the lyrics of the song evoked. A sense of longing. A sense of vulnerability. She still yearned for that sense of excitement she had always been deprived of.   "I'm sorry," A deep rough voice followed after the door suddenly bursting open, made her jump in her place.   Min was stunned for a moment by the sudden presence of a stranger but quickly walked over to the sound system and paused the song. "Can I help you?"   It took him a moment to get his thoughts together as he hesitated slightly before he spoke. "Uh... y-yeah. I'm looking for the training room."   Min smiled in amusement at the tall mystery man who stood before her. Wearing a plain black shirt that emphasized his well-tone physique and fitted blue jeans, she had to admit, he was incredibly good looking. He had coppered color skin and dark eyes that could bore holes in walls. The way he stuttered as he spoke helped transition him from being intimidating looking to almost adorable. "That would be one room over," She pointed to the wall left of where she stood.   He gave a small nod and grabbed onto the doorknob. "Thank you. Sorry for disturbing you."   "No problem."   Min was about to turn the music back on when he spoke o