She couldn't help but bite her thumb. Her fingers were starting to fidget. Nervous would be an understatement to describe what she was feeling at the moment.
You should've taken some! She mentally scolded herself. She had been suffering from anxiety for a year now. She had been taking medications for months for it. But then if she were to take them now, she might feel drowsy, worse, fall asleep just before her performance.
She took in a deep breath before turning to the side. 'Contemporary Dance Team Auditions,' the sign says on the door since it was a closed door auditions. Yes, she was part of the contemporary dance team.
Dancing was something she had always loved. In fact, she started doing ballet ever since she was a really little girl and she did it for 11 years. She pouted, looking back at the reason why she stopped.
Now, she's back to dancing and why did she start again?
Speaking of the devil. She said at the back of her mind, eyeing the newcomer.
"You'll do great," her eyes widened at how close the proximity of her face was to his. She moved her face back a bit as the newcomer sat beside her. He had a huge grin on his face while looking at her, as if trying to ease her nerves. Well, it always worked on her.
"I saw the dance clip you sent in, you were amazing," she knew he was honest with her. Here he went again with his signature smile, making his mesmerizing eyes disappear.
She sighed. How could she fall for that smile? Every time he did this, it would never fail to make her heart skip a beat. This was the same smile he showed to make her say yes to join the contemporary dance team.
Earlier this year, he was desperate in recruiting new members. He just flashed that smile of his on her and that was all it took to make her say yes. Take note, her roommate had just introduced her to him and her roommate's best friend then, as she was still a freshman in the university while he was a year older than her.
She was fine with it as weeks have gone by until she discovered that they had to do a dance presentation by the end of the semester and they'll have to audition for it. She wanted to smack the head of the guy beside her. If only she didn't need the extra credits then she wouldn't be doing this.
"All it takes is for you to do the same routine as the clip and I know you'll be amazing!" this made her smile. He always cheered her on and she was thankful for this.
"Myoui Mina," she looked up. It was her turn for the auditions. She took in another deep breath.
"Here," she saw his hand in front of her. She looked up at him who was now standing in front of her.
"Take my hand, I'll walk you to the door," this was something he always did when he knew she was having second thoughts or just plain nervous.
She slowly laid her hand on his. He grabbed it lightly, making her stand up. She turned to him, he smiled at her again. Now, she didn't know if it was the auditions that was making her heart beat thrice as usual or if it was him.
He had walked her to the door. "Fighting!" he said before patting her head.
She let go of his hand, but she wished she didn't have to, as she walked closer to the door and was about to rotate the door knob, "Yah! Park Jimin!" she called out. He raised his brows.
"You owe me some ice cream after this," he just did a thumbs up to agree with her.
"I told you, you'll make it!" he said, grinning at her. She just smiled at him before biting on her cone of Baskin Robbins. Of course, he had kept his promise.
