Tonight, there are no dancers in the studio when she drops by. It’s better that way, she supposes, because she isn’t there to just dance. Tonight, she has a purpose. When she enters she’s surprised to see that someone else is already occupying the room. He‘s hooking up his ipod with the speakers at the corner of the room.

“Seungri oppa,” she calls out.

And he turns around, surprised by her voice.