Choi Ja Ri's Struggle 

Ja Ri's POV

Since little, I was always the twin that nobody really cared for.

I would be considered a good friend, accquaintance or daughter. But nothing more...

Even, my first crush preferred my sister over me.

We had the same faces and similar personalites but somehow she overshadowed me.

I should be proud of having a sweet sister like her...

But instead I worry about me always coming in second place after her.

Why can't you participate in more things like Yu Ri?

Why do you prefer being alone than with your close friends, what's wrong with you?

Are you sure she's our daughter?

These were some questions that came out my father's mouth. 

He may not approve of me but...

In my eyes, he's my hero. Someone I'd want to be there for me.

Yes, I was daddy's girl.

But it didn't matter, because he only had eyes for Yu Ri... his favorite daughter.

I bet who knows nothing about me...

Does he even know I can play the piano and the drums with no problem?

Or how I can cook my off in the kitchen...

Which I learned by watching television in the lonely mornings, while my parents dropped Yu Ri off.

It was like she was their main priority.

There are so many things that I wish I can share with them,.

But nothing matters now...

Yu Ri is actually the best, she always the one who protected me...

So everyone assumed she was older, but that's false.

We were put in a dance class at age 10.

It's the only thing...

The only thing, I can catch up to Yu Ri in. My body was made to dance.

But dad still praised her more than me...

I'm sorry, dad.

Kim Jongin's Struggle

Kim Jongin's POV

I was always the sad loner.

Never really had anyone to talk to about any toubles.

My parents...

They were rarely home, since they had business in Tokyo, Japan.

So I danced the pain away.

There was festival with a couple of street performers. Each danced a different genre.

I was amazed of their moves and body fluency.

At that young age, I remember wanting to copy their talent and perform alongside them in the future.

I begged my father to put me in dance class as soon as possible.

Once I admitted there, I met all these people loving the idea of dance. How they tried in perfecting their movements.

I knew then, that dance was my true calling. Yeah.

No one will mess with my practice and dreams, now that I am maturing. I will no longer be a sad loner.

So watch out world, Kai is now awake.

No silly lame excuse will get in my way. I swear to only flourish and learn from my mistakes.