Back when we were little, Changjo was just a kid I knew from school. Our relationship hasn't changed, despite the fact that we're always in the same class. I guess I know him better than most people, but we are definitely not friends. We don't talk. Maybe because we don't share any interests. Even if we don't talk, we see each other a lot. Over the years, I've become....incredibly jealous of him. For a ridiculous reason. It all started when I saw him perform in the school talent show.

He doesn't know how lucky he is. A passion and talent to go with it. I can't take my eyes off him. So powerful, meaningful, enjoyable...I had no idea dance could be such a powerful thing. 

It's so short D: It looked a lot....longer on paper..... I'm going on a road trip with my family so I won't be able to update until Saturday. I'll write a really long chapter to make up for the past two chapters. I promise!