It was a morning much like any other living in my life; I was stirred from my sleep by a quiet knock on my door and the weight of another body dipping the opposite side of the bed as they sat. A soft smooth voice whispering in my ear and strong arms helping me sit up, fully pulling me out of my slumber.

        “Noona, come on. We have an early morning dance practice today.” Jackson softly as he lifts the covers off of my lap and helps me get out of bed. I was never much of a morning person especially when wake up time at the dorm was 7am sharp everyday.