When the song is finished I clap my hands and Jimin looks at me weirdly, causing Jungkook to laugh.

"You should have seen her when the ballet girls finished dancing. She started clapping like that and I had to stop her," Jungkook laughs sitting down on the floor. "Did you like it?" Jungkook asks panting softly.

I shake my head ignoring his previous statements about the way I clapped. I'll have to remember that clapping is forbidden. "That was really cool. You guys really know how to dance,"

"I'm feeling dope." Jungkook says getting up from the floor. He runs to the bass player pressing some buttons on his phone. Another song comes on and it's hip hop. He stands on the centre of the stage facing the mirror.

His arms and legs move in sync to the beat. Popping and dropping when the beat goes down. Jimin just easily gets up from the floor walking to the piano. I hesitantly pick up his watch and walk to him.

Suddenly the music changes and the bass is more defined making the floors vibrate.

I turn to Jimin, his eyes firmly on Jungkook. His eyes land on mine forcing me to look away and back to Jungkook. A blush creeps on my cheeks. 

Jungkoook is so into the dance that he literally looses himself, he becomes too extra. 

"You know if you don't stop him now he'll go on like this forever." He says and gently takes his watch from my hand. "I suggest you stop him." His voice whispers. His eyes focused on Jungkook alone.

"I wanna see him dance," My smile breaks out. 

He looks at me calmly before laying his hand on my head turning me around to face Jungkook. "Then watch him and stop looking at me. Unless you want me to dance for you," 

"Would you really do that?" I ask amazed by his character. He's actually really down to earth and chilled, well that is when he's not angry or in his moods.

"Contemporary or," he turns to Jungkook and points. "That?"

Out of no where Jungkook leaps forward jumping. "Contemporary."

Jimin smirks standing in front of me, almost towering over me. "You'll defiantly enjoy it." His voice going low.

"I'll be the judge of that." I gulp down the lump on my throat. "Jungkook stop!" I yell.

He dances harder pretending to not hear me. "Oh yeaahh," he childishly says changing his facial expression.

Jimin chuckles behind me, "Told you he would go on." I huff and walk over to the bass player.

Before I can even tap on the phone I'm pulled back in front of Jimin. He holds my hand and lifts up his brow. "I can't dance," I say.

"We'll see about that," He smiles and begins to twirl me around and gently dips me. I laugh and go along as he does another twirl, this time instead of dipping me he brings me closer to his chest and holds my hands carefully.

He skillfully moves to the middle of the floor, showing off his style while my feet just show how confused I am by stepping left left every time. Dance and I were never friends, we just tolerated each other because singing was there.

I try to keep up with his pace and his feet but he's too fast and plus he's an expert at this. I'm new to this. I look back seeing Jungkook bent over laughing. He really made it look so easy and fun but now I see that this is hard and not fun.

I nervously smile and look at Jimin's feet in the mirror.

"We're just going backwards and forwards. When I go back you come forward and when I come forward you go back. Just move your body at the same time," Jimin encourages, dancing a bit slow but still fast.

I nod. My feet catch on and I feel my hips turn at the right time. A laugh escapes from my mouth as I've finally got the dance. My legs move to the beat, my hips go in sync with his as I follow him.

I grin and speed it up a bit, since I'm getting it.

I look at him and he's eye smiling like a mochi. His pearl white teeth blooming. I notice one of his tooth is fractured and not straight. That's so cute. "There you go,"

I catch a per of eyes looking at me through the mirror. Eyes that burn right down to my core. I stop dead in my tracks pushing Jimin away, he catches himself before he falls. My eyes stay focused on a bright smile and captivating brown eyes.

Hoseok?

In school uniform, a black jersey and black blazer covering him up. He looks at me with heated eyes, a wicked but sweet smile covering his lips.

"Are you okay?" Jimin asks breathly. My eyes hypnotized by the smile on Hoseok's face while my heart beats twice as fast. I don't think my mind is ready for this.

I'm here now Yoona. Did you miss me?

"Hobbie!"

Jungkook runs over to Hoseok bringing him close for a chest bump which he gladly bumps. The smirk is now off replaced by a goofy grin.

"Jimin~! Yoona~!" He walks over to Jimin tackling him. He let's go of Jimin and turns to me. It's almost as if I'm going mad but I see his wings and his black empty eyes for a spilt second before they turn normal again. He gives me a side hug and bends his head down whispering, "I'm here now Yoona~"

My body shivers at his touch running down my spine. His hands blazing through my back.

But how can it be he's J-hope... I look at the distance between us and up to his face. He looks back at me with a small smile. His eyes saying something but I can't understand what they are saying. 

Hoseok?

It can't be him, it can't.

"Yoona are you okay?" Jimin asks once again, his face full of concern. The only voice I hear before my mind starts feeling heavy. My legs loose balance and the room spins to my fall. My head hits the floor and darkness takes over.

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Did you know that in some schools, it's disrespectful to clap? Yeah that's not true but apparently it's supposed to convey your length of being in a peaceful environment without self interrupting.