Kim Gits creations 2020✓

This is a complete work of fiction that has no connection with the real world. This can be put under Romance, Fanfiction and Angst genres. So just take it as a motto - I'll write on, you read on.

Here you go...

Even the prettiest flower rose is not perfect
It does have the spines to poke
Likewise life is a track of roller coaster
That won't get your fruit without a hope
Yet it is loved by one and all
Cause it has the sole elixir that is love

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Two jogging sneakers sneaked out from the front door of a bungalow perusing the atmosphere behind. But the call was soon heard which the soul was in vain to avoid.

"Where are you off to again?" Raised a tricenarian woman while busying herself to pace towards the unclasped door.

The feet of the outer personality slipped outside at a rapid rate. "I'll be back by eve eomma!" And thus the perky human vanished outside wooden gate.

"This boy will never stop supplying me his perturbed couple of hours." She smiled at the curious nature of her son before sauntering back to her households.

The lone boy scampered across the roads via his pair of legs until he achieved his destination. He noticed a huge banner hung over a railing.

The Streetdancers' Trophy 2017

He read out the words written on it in his mind. A lump of saliva formed in his pharynx. He gulped it down prior to catching upto the first level of his dream.

As he strolled in to the reception, he saw a huge number of participants busy filling up their forms. Some of them looked pretty fancy with their hair dyed in different colours, scrapes and arts of tattoos on their arms, legs, collar bones, etc. The young lad made his way through the unsocial crowd to the reception table.

"Excuse me, can I get a form for the competition please?"

"Sure. Here you go. Your coupon number is 204." Exposed a girl in white tees and grey trousers from the other end of the table.

207? Are you kidding me? These were the questions going on in his mind as it would cost him hours of patience.

He heaved a heavy sigh and surveyed the hall to find a corner to fill in the spaces on the form. However the hustling cramp of participants left no room for him to acquire. So he walked over to a wall but oops he forgot to get a pen. He observed a boy probably older than him reading a book with a pen in his shirt's pocket.

The younger one asked, "Ah excuse me, would you mind if I ask for your pen?"

The other guy flashed a beam, his cheeks sinked in to shape his cute dimples." Of course not. Take it." He said while passing over the pen to the younger.

"By the way I'm Namjoon. What about you?" Interrogated the elder one.

"Jungkook. I'm Jeon Jungkook."

Jungkook finished with his pen and paper a few minutes delayed. He turned back to face the other male perched onto his seat.

"Here.Gamgahabrida Namjoon hyung."

Namjoon held back his chortles at the younger's cute gesture as he took back his ink. Jungkook went over to the counter to submit his pen work.

Next he joined the really long queue for the auditions. It was driving him crazy to count the number of people standing before him. He patiently waited for his turn since he got no seat to settle his already tired limbs.

He was quite ambitious regarding his dance skills for which he had been praised manier times in his past life. This competition meant a lot to him since it offers ready opportunity to become a government recognised artist. It was sponsored by the government heads of South Korea for underprivileged children who have such golden talent encarved in them.

Jungkook belonged to a nuclear family with a middle class background. He lost his father two years back when he was completing his final year's semister in college.

After completing his college life he took part in various occassions
for dance performances just in order to earn bucks for his family's requirements. His mom had a small cafe and his younger sibling was a student of grade 8 at Cheongdam middle school. So for livelihood of his family and managing his sister's school fees he was left with no other options rather than himself performing on different stages.

Nonetheless he opted to make his reverie to come true that he had been savouring since his very childhood. And he didn't want to skip this chance to achieve his fame all over the would as a well known dancer and that way he could serve his family well without having to panic for money.

The waiting list reduced ahead of the schedule that Jungkook predicted. He comprehended that all the odd number coupons were for the dancers' audition whereas the even number ones were for the vocalists and rappers. The contestants' columned up in two rows leading to two different doorways.

A moment arrived when Jungkook stood second in the line. He realized that the older guy whom he met an hour ago in the hall was sited abreast but in other chain. He waved at Namjoon and the elder captured his call. He glistened his a beam accompanied by his tiny holes on his either Cheeks.

A second later the competitor who was in front of Jungkook was called upon. Up next was Jungkook. He felt a bit vexed which was recognised by Namjoon. Jungkook looked down to the floor as he gulped a few times.

"Dongsaeng, all the best. I know you'll rock it!" Aired the silver haired Namjoon.

Jungkook extended his lips to expose his bunny canines. "khumao. Good luck to you too." Namjoon showed him a thumps up and the staff came up to invite Jungkook in.

Jungkook inhaled a deep breath prior to following the personnel. The room was as huge as Jungkook never figured it to be. There was a podium constructed in the very front and five judges were positioned at a conference table.

The employee motioned Jungkook to move to the stage. The host welcomed him on the dais and introduced him to the scrutineers.

"Token number 207 is Jeon Jungkook, a 22 year young lad who encourages his passion fordance." Announced the anchor.

The moderators nodded in agreement and the compère patted Jungkook to commence his performance.

The musicians played a melody into which Jungkook pulled off his fluent moves. His smudgeproof facial structure shimmered in the spot lights. The judges locked there visions at the frolicking body who tripped the light fantastically.

When he finished his the judges broke into a loud round of applause as Jungkook conducted his ninety degree gesture.

One of the examiners spoke. "That an excellent staging. You've got such an amazing talent."

"Dedanhi gamsahabida." Jungkook blushed at her praises.

She Smiled at his already flushed visage. "Yet I find a calibre in your voice too. Can you do a capella?"

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