Red Lights

Chapter 1

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The sound of the music was faint, but loud enough to be a distraction. All eight of their ears picked up on it immediately, but tried to ignore it. The director called cut, frustration written on his face as he heard the music too. He gestured to his assistant and whispered in her ear. She nodded her head, and ran off in the direction of the music. She came back a few minutes later, the music playing even louder. She reached his side and whispered something back to him.

The director just sighed, ran a hand over his face, and called for lunch, hopeful that the culprits were done in the next hour. Seven of the eight boys descended on the buffet table with a gusto, grabbing handfuls of food to shove in their faces. Hyunjin decided to just grab an apple and wander the halls of the school, eventually finding himself following the music

It brought him to an empty gym that they had used earlier that week for their video. He peaked in through the long window and saw that inside was a girl, around his age, and an older woman. The younger one was stretching, following the directions of the older as they talked animatedly. Two red silk-like cloths hung from the ceiling to the floor. A thick mat laid underneath them.

The girl laughed, and stretched her arms over her head, bunching up her long light brown hair into her hands to put up into a ponytail. She took a deep breath and stepped up onto one of the corners of the mat, one leg straight behind her, toes pointed.

The older woman started the music, and Hyunjins eyes widened. He knew the song. It was his. Once the realization set in, he reached for his phone. Channie hyung would love to see this He thought to himself. He held his phone in front of his face and hit record.

He heard Chans breathing that came at the beginning of Red Lights, and on each breath, she took a slow step towards the pieces of fabric, dragging her foot on the ground, until Bang Chan started singing.

She gripped the fabric in both hands and made quick work of climbing to the top and wrapping herself into the silks. Hyunjin watched, transfixed as she dropped, flipped, spun and split in the air, terrified every time she let go for a drop that she would fall. She expertly wrapped herself in the fabrics, concentration on her face.

The song was over too soon, as she ended upside down, both of her legs and feet tangled in the red silk. Her back was arched as she hung in the air and her hands gilded sensually around the outside of her body. Hyunjin was at a loss for words.

He saw her chest heaving as she breathed heavily, and slowly started to untangle herself and climb down to the floor. He hit the stop record button and put the phone back in his pocket, eyes never leaving her as she reached the floor, a dazzling smile on her face. The older woman applauded, and rewarded her with her own smile.

Once the girls excitement had slightly worn off, she started walking towards the doors that he was watching from. He hadn't been seen yet, but he still panicked. He didn't want to stop watching her, but he didn't want to be caught spying. He backed away from the door and hid around the corner in another hallway, breathing heavy.

"I like that routine a lot Maggie." He heard as the door was loudly pushed open.

"I'm glad. I know you like the more sexy routines and when I heard my daughter playing this song, I knew it was made for you." The older woman, Maggie, said in return.

Their voices got closer and Hyunjin held his breath, hoping to not be caught. He heard the sound of water running and slurping (which he shuttered at) and then the sound of retreating footsteps. Hyunjin released the breath he was holding, and clutched his chest dramatically. He jumped when his phone rang.