8 years before
“Eunbi ya!” I tied up my own self, Mr. Son started his roll
“How many times I told you? Huh?? Your movement is wrong, it lack the feeling, you looks like robot, you need to give more power and make your body relax…” I nodded and he even more mad with me
“How could you smile?”
“I don’t smile sir”
“You just smile, do not answer”
I couldn’t say anything except bowing ma head more down, he continued his talk and I have to stay still for almost 30 minutes.
“Do you get it now?”
“Yes sir” I almost sounds like a mute person but he didn’t even want to hear my response, Mr son just passed me by and took his towel, later he yelled at me “Take a break, I’m going to have business with new trainee”
“Ne…” I could finally breathe freely
The other room still so loud, they must be practicing so hard now, what’s new? They all just born with talent, so much different with me, my stomach feel hurt, I need to eat something.
I decided to go outside, buying a snack in a small store near this academy building but then a very rare sound caught my ear, a*Busan voice accent
“Excuse me”
I turned around, a boy who is same height as me, wore green dark clothes with a slipper, carrying a huge pollo ransel, with a bob cut of hair, looking at me with a little selfish way of looking
“Ne?” I replied, making sure if it was for me
“perhaps, do you know where is Mr.son office?”
“oh, just go straight to the second floor, the first room with a yellow board on the door is his office”
He walked, passing me without thanks or even words. I kept following his move, didn’t believe he had such this kind of attitude, he looks new, who is he thou? But suddenly he turned his face and found me was looking at him, I surprised but didn’t stop looking at him
“what?” he asked
“what do you mean?” I pretended to be fine
“huh” he sighed and continued his walk
I cursed him from back and that’s I started to know his name, a small accessories from his old bag, written big on it “SUPER BUSAN BOY JUNGKOOK JEON ” Heoll… what a childish attitude you have… I sighed and continue my walk.
* = a name of city
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Trainee Friend
FanficWhatever the ending is, this all have been being part of ma decision, all these happiness, sadness, tragic story or all that happened to me is nothing to do with him, there is no reason I should blame the other people. Now I just prove it, that I'm...
