If Only...

Part Two

“But you are wearing sweats.”

“Yes I am.” He nodded.

“So that’s your costume?” I wondered.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

“Well, I gotta go. The organizer is making us line up.” He ended.

“Fighting!” I exclaimed as he gradually left.

Sigh.

“Jeonhee!” I heard Asano’s voice echoing.

I faced the direction of her voice and found her smiling.

“Great job!!!” she yelled as she gave me a hug.

“Thank you, you did awesome too.” I replied.

We both let go of each other and I continued, “Your ballet with hip-hop routine was just pure genius.” I praised.

“Thanks. Jazz, hip-hop and popping was an incredible combination.” She complimented.

“Thank you.”

A few seconds after, we both laughed,

“I have never said ‘thank you’ continuously until now.” I stated.

“We have been praising ourselves too much.” Asano added.

“Well, our performances were worth commending anyway.” I said.

Before I was completely engulfed in our conversation I reminded myself to watch out for Yunho’s performance. I gaped at the back stage area and saw him standing there. I can’t miss him!

“Asano come with me.” I grabbed her and dragged her all the way to the television screen.

“What? Why?” she queried.

“Yunho is almost up.”

Just after my statement we saw Yunho coming up the stage with his game face on. I predict this to be a very breathtaking piece.

I can’t help but notice his costume which was under his sweats, a tuxedo. One word, wow… The outfit really suited him. I really have to see this.

Yunho cued the technical team and hung his head low. First beat, he makes a pose and afterwards he begins dancing. He is a huge fan of Michael Jackson and his routine seemed to reflect that. He also added modern dances like hip-hop, poppin’ and a bit of b-boy and krumping. I never knew he could do b-boy; it was like he was a whole new person to me on stage. I was just left in awe. The only thing I could hear myself say was, “Whoa.” while Asano just stared at the screen.

Minutes after his performance came to an end, as the audience applauded vigorously, oh they got the Yuhno fever. As he went down, people were still shouting and clapping. He created an immense impact like Eunhyuk oppa did. I could see clearly who will be this year’s winners. No doubt.

I noticed Yunho has entered the holding area, so Asano and I rushed to him and handed him bottle of water.

“You were amazing Yunho.” I praised. Asano just bobbed her head up and down.

“Thank you.” He smiled after drinking.

I really can’t ‘fan girl’ much since I might slip and accidentally say something I don’t want him to hear.

Yunho pointed at the towel around my neck and asked, “May I?”

“But it’s still damp, and I used it already.” I refused.

“I don’t mind.” He said taking it from me anyway.

Asano gave me that ‘go for it’ look in her eyes and suddenly bid good-bye to me and Yunho.