Blin turned around in her seat looking for Jimin. He wasn't where he usually sat, and class had already started.

She looked cautiously over at V who wasn't as peppy as usual and he was eating his own muffin for a change.

Blin knew she was in trouble. She couldn't help Rapmonster, he was gone. She didn't know what that meant for her, if she had to leave as well but she knew Jimin blamed it on her.

She scanned the room and met Christain's eyes but he quickly looked away. She felt guilt instantly because she never got to explain to him her situation. She didn't mean to make him upset.

V cleared his throat then looked at Blin. "I exposed that picture." He said solemly.

Blin rolled her eyes. She already knew, but she didn't understand why. "Whatever Taehyung, anything else you want to tell me?"

V shook his head. Blin hates me. I have to make it up to her, before it's too late. I'm the only one that can treat her the way she deserves.

Blin swallowed regretting she was so hard on him. She didn't understand his motives because she wasn't buying he was in love with her. But it was best she let it go.

After class Jimin was waiting for her just as she suspected.

He grabbed her wrist and started walking somewhere. Blin followed and didn't resist it, she was already on Tylenol so the pain wouldn't be that bad.

He finally stopped when they were outside the building in the back of the school.

Elmore was leaning against the wall already waiting for Blin.

When they finally stopped walking Jimin turned to Blin.

"You know I didn't want to do this. I just wanted Rapmonster, and you ruined that. Do you realize that Blin?"

Blin looked up at him surprised.

"You know my name." She mumbled.

Jimin rolled his eyes biting his inner lip at his mistake.

"Anyway because of what you did and you didn't stand by you word..."

Jimin raised his fist ready to punch her but Elmore stopped him. "Jimin, I got this." He said, fists itching for a fight.

Jimin paused then backed away. "Fine."

One punch from Elmore and she was out. She didn't know it would end that quickly. She wasn't necessarily weak, she had just never been hit that hard right in the temple.

She could still hear muffled voices.

"Stop." Jimin said.

Elmore looked at Jimin in disbelief. "We just started Jimin."

"I said stop."

Elmore sighed and backed up from Blin. "Let's go." He said.

"We can't just leave him here." Jimin said.

Elmore scoffed in disbelief. "Jimin, that's not how beating up a person works."

Jimin ignored him and slipped his hands under Blin's legs and back.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking him to Christian."

Elmore followed irritated and confused.

"Elmore, I have an idea." Jimin said smiling carrying Blin with little effort.

*

"Four, three, one and two and, five six, seven....and eight." Jhope was instructing the fifteen new trainees with little difficulty. He was fit and his lungs were trained for strenuous activity. Rapping and dancing at the same time wasn't a simple skill.

He watched the awful trainees attempt to match his pace. One trainee caught his attention. The trainee he had given the offer right then and there to join his company.

His rapping was amazing, but he wouldn't tell him that. But it could be much better. Maybe one day he'll surpass me.

But Jhope couldn't help but to frown. He was awful at dancing. It almost irritated him how weirdly the boy's limbs flopped back and forth. He would take a lot of work, and a lot of extra time to fix him.

Jhope sighed. If I could just fix him up... he'll be unbeatable.

"Take five." Jhope told the trainees, his eyes drifting over to Rapmonster.

The group dispersed and Jhope walked up to Rapmonster. "Kim Namjoon, let me just tell you.....that was the worst movement I've ever seen. How could you let yourself look like that? Have you ever danced, even once?" Jhope's mouth formed a straight line and his eyebrows were low over his eyes. He wasn't mad, but he was meaning to be intimidating, emotionless to his trainees. But to his friends, he was amazingly fun and silly.

Rapmonster laughed nervously and looked at the ground. "I'm sorry. I'll try harder."

Jhope scoffed. "Trying harder means nothing to me. Fix it. If you can't, your cut."

Rapmonster's eyebrows raised in surprise. Jhope could see he thought it was unfair.

He allowed the coner of his mouth to raise a little. "That's what I would say to any other trainee. But for you, you are going to meet me after practice every day. And you will never be able to get on stage moving like that."

Rapmonster smiled and bowed in thanks.

Jhope turned from him. "Oh, and Namjoon. Don't tell anyone that I offered you a deal immediately." You are my secret weapon. He thought to himself before walking away to the front of the classroom.

"All right! Get back on the dance floor! I've assessed all of you and five will be cut right now."

Everyone gasped in fear. JHope glanced over at Rapmonster since all the other students were looking at him. They all knew Rapmonster was awful. How will I cover this up?

"Is the instructor back there?" Jhope asked frowning at the group. "No. I'm right here, the next person to turn around is cut."

He walked up to each person then stopped at a tall, pale boy.
"You may pack up your things now." He told him.

he instantly burst out in tears and ran to the changing room.

Three more of that and he walked slowly near Rapmonster. He could feel it, everyone thought he was going to choose Rapmoster. Which he should, but he couldn't.

He stopped to the person right past Rapmonster. "Pack up your things."

The trainee's eyes widened in surprise. "You can't! I was much better than him!!" The girl pleaded pointing to Rapmonster.

Jhope grunted when a lot of the other trainees nodded or whispered "yeah".

"Did I ask if you are better than him? Since you beg mercy, if you beat me at a dance battle, you may stay." The color drained from the trainees face.

Jhope allowed himself to smirk. He knew there was no way the kid would beat him, he was an undefeated dancer trained in twelve different countries after all.

The trainees all backed up forming a circle leaving Jhope and the girl in the middle.

Jhope sighed and raised his hand to cue the music.

The beat started and immediately. Jhope started freestyling, each beat, each note, flowing throughout his body. It wasn't just dancing, it was feeling, expression, skill, percision.

The girl looked tough, she didn't let him get to her, although he gave an outstanding performance.

She started up, her dance style far different. Her long blond and brown  hair swished and bobbed with the music.

The slight screeching sounds her black Niki's were making against the ground in sync with the music. She was wearing a black crop top and short jeans shorts, not as nearly as flashy as the other girls.

She kept up her pace and her rhythm and was an outstanding dancer surprising Jhope, but there was so much he wanted to teach her.

He didn't return the dance and he raised his hand once more stopping the music.

"You did not beat me. But you have proven your position here and you may continue." When she danced in the group, it wasn't necessarily her style, that's why she was falling off beat at times. But placing her on her own, freestyling, it was better than any trainee for dancing Jhope had ever seen.

"Whats your name?" He asked smiling in his mind. He had the best rapper he's come across, the best dancer, all he needed was a singer, and some more amazing talented trainees and he'd have a co-ed group. A group that would surpass Kim SeokJin's winning group Got7.

"They call me Lisa."