I open my eyes instantly closing them again when the ceiling light is the first thing I see. I sit up rubbing my eyes. I blink rapidly as I adjust to the light. Why is there so much light? Why does my head hurt? Where am I?

I look around the closed room, the first thing I spot is a big poster saying 'Drink Water Everyday Or Suffer From Dehydration'.
Right next to it a lady stands, her back facing me.

She turns around with a glass of water noticing me. "Finally you're awake," she hands me the glass of water. She takes the clipboard laying on the desk next to me.

"Let's see. Kim, right?" I nod my head.

"Good. How are you feeling?" She takes a seat on the chair next to the bed. I must be in the school's infirmary.

"My head hurts a little," I admit drinking the water.

"Unfortunately I'm not allowed to give you any pills or medication to help sooth the pain, until your parents agree." She says walking over to her station by the sink.

"You called my dad?"

"Yes. But he was unavailable, so we left a message," She smiles. "But don't worry about it. Have some more water, it will reduce the pain," she hands me another glass of water.

"How did I get here?" I ask gulping down all the water at once. Why am I feeling like I'm burning? My heart pace is normal but I feel the burn there.

"Mr Jeon brought you here. He said you passed out suddenly on the corridor earlier today," She says.

Corridor? Wasn't I in the... Dance studio. Yes, I remember. Their secret morning spot.

I danced with Jimin and it - It felt good. The way his hands felt against mine... It was weird but warm. He brought me closer to his body and I felt how toned his chest was. I only ever feel that warmth when I'm with Hoseok.

Hoseok. No, J-hope!

Those eyes, that smile it was all J-hope but I swear it is also Hoseok. The way he held me and his voice clarified that he's defiantly Hoseok. In flesh. This isn't a dream anymore.

Dizziness overtakes me again. A sharp pain pounding in my head.

Jimin's worried voice makes my heart flutter. Why does it feel so right to think about him, but yet it's so wrong? His hands on my hands, that cute eye smile, that mochi smile and him basically.

Why was he so warm when he touched me? And why do I feel that same warmth spreading over me right now?

My hearts starts beating and my head aches even more.

"You're turning pale," a warm cloth is placed over my forehead and I reflex. I didn't even notice the nurse hurry over to me with another glass of water. I'm overdosing on water now.

"Whatever you're thinking about is causing your brain to strain," she says. "It could be that. Or lack of sleep."

"How long have I been out for?" She replaces her hand on my forehead with my own.

"Four periods straight. Right now would be the fifth. Class started 15 minutes ago." She says. "Once you've gained some colour and your headache becomes minor then I'll send you back to your class," I nod my head and finish the third glass of water.

•

"Firstly," Mrs Kim claps her hands together once she's done separating us. "I don't want any failures this year in my class," she says.

Today the class is divided up in three.

Mrs Noyo is in the dancing studio with her dancing learners. Mr Taun is in the art room with his art learners. And Mrs Kim class is here, in the normal class. 

We've also been divided; the instrumental learners on one side with their instruments and the vocalist on the other side with their notebooks and pens/pencils.

"So right now we are going to be doing a little audition, as in a little test." I gasp a little, my eyes enlarging a bit.

"If you don't meet the minimum requirements there's a subject change form right there on my desk, you can take it and go to the office and change." She smiles. So evil of her.

I think that scares the whole class 'cause now there's a change in the atmosphere. Pure fear- well that's what I'm hoping, or is it just me?

"But this will only be for the new students" Huh "I've heard the rest of you last year, makes no sense hearing unimpressive voices again." She walks over to her desk picking up her clipboard and pen.

I look around the class spotting the pink haired girl and bangs girl. I think there names were Min-Yo and Hyundai, well that's what Mrs Kim called them the day we had a... a fight, squable, misunderstanding, whatever.

Either way they don't like me and I'm not too fond of them.

Bangs hair girl doesn't mind me but pink haired girl looks at me with harsh eyes. I look away and wince. My eyes hurt and vision blurs a bit. It's like I'm not myself. My whole body is rejecting my conscious.

"Let's see. How many learners are starting with this course for the first time?"

3 learners raise their hands looking nervous. I bet that's how I look too. Should I raise my hand here? I have taken music classes while I was homeschooled.

"Okay," she notes it on her clipboard. "And how many girls transfered to this school?"

2 girls put their hands up. Should I raise my hand up too? I look around and no one seems to notice that I'm the new girl. I'm about to put my hands up but she moves on.

"Okay I'll start with the- what do you want?" She puts her clipboard down, her eyes glazing into mines.

"Uh Mrs Kim-"

"I'm not married yet, so it's Miss Kim or ma'am." She emphasizes. "Now what do you want?" She dramatically sighs.

"I uh I. I'm new." I say, pretty pathetic. She raises her brow looking mad. "Than why didn't you raise your hand when I asked?"

"I didn't know which category to raise my hand at." I say, again pathetically.

She dramatically sighs and writes furiously on her clipboard. "I'm guessing your the homeschooled girl. Yoona right?" Oh she knows my name? This is scary I hope I'm not on her bad side though she already seems angry with me.

"Yes Mrs- ma'am," I stutter. She glances at me and out of confusion I smile politely.

"I'll start with you then." Wait what? "Come on. Come up here and," she looks at me "Sing."

I nod my head and quickly walk to where she's standing. I'm not prepared. Also because I'm first, why not second Mrs-Miss Kim?

"Sing anything you want. Oh yes I forgot." She walks to her table paging through a small book. I look around at the class, a few eyes meet mine.

Oh no, no, no I can't do this. I feel my hands start to shake and heat rising to my face. I place my hand behind my back.

"Requirements, vocal range, vocal weight, tessitura, vocal timbre and vocal transition points such as breaks and lifts within the voice. The minimum you should reach are, notes, tone, key and I want to see how your face lights up when you sing. Got it." She asks the class and looks at my red face, I breathe in and nod.

"You can start."

I take a breath and open my mouth.

"Uhhhhh," I twang. My breathing uneven and my body shaking.

"Calm down Yoona. Have you sang in front of a crowd before?" She looks concerned. I nod and swallow back my spit.

I can do this, I can do this. I know I can. I breathe in through my nose and open my eyes.

Go.

Oh no no I can't I can't- Wait, is that you Hoseok?

Calm down

No no, I can't. So. Many. Eyes. I can't do this I can't-

Yoona calm down. I'm gonna touch you right now okay?

I nod my head and Mrs Kim looks at me weirdly with a frown. "Today new girl. Today." She says shaking her head with a board expression and writing down on her clipboard.

I look back at the front and suddenly I shiver. His fingers running up my spin bones.

Do you feel me?

Yes.

Good, now let me be in control. Let me take over Yoona.

I smile at his deep voice and the way he curves my name.

My body feels covered with darkness and I close my eyes.

My eyes open and this time its not me but Hoseok. I open my mouth and sing

"Drive me up hill, and let's fall. Way deeper into whatever we're calling it, whatever we're falling into.

'Cause I don't really care about rules. I don't really care about rules. Yeah I just really care about, I'm enjoying staring into your eyes when I'm a minute with you." I hear my voice, but now it has more edge, more style and pleasant. This is what happens when Hoseok takes over. There's more power in everything.

"They can choose to watch but I'd rather be just kissing. Good for locking nothing that's how we chilling. For them it's a part let's add some magic carpet. Little kids are talking turned them unregarded." Everyone stares at me with enchantment and move to the un-hearable beat. They smile and I feel Hoseok covering onto me more, I sense his smile spread over my lips.

"I promise we got this, we got this baby just send me your~ oh oh~ ye~ahh oh." I fade out.

When I end the song I look at the teacher. Her eyes wide open making me wonder if they were always open.

She clears her throat and nods, "You defiantly passed the requirements, well done. We just need to work on your intro, you looked possessively dead in the beginning." Only if she knew.

"I was just- Ready to rock. It's just," A confident Hoseok takes over my mouth and speaks for me with a new attitude. "Those two girls at the back kept telling me how I should just leave because I have no talent. Imagine. I didn't even start," I find my fingers pointing towards the bangs haired girl and the pink haired girl.

No Hoseok-

"What? How dare you girls!" Obviously this has struck Mrs Kim 'cause now she's red.

"We never-" bangs haired girl tries to explain. Pink haired looks shocked and angry.

"Never ever question the talents of someone else. We help each other, encourage each other, build each other up. We never judge. Never!" Mrs Kim looks furiously at the two shocked girls. "I'll give you a taste of your own medicine. Since you wanna judge Yoona you should know that your stamina and vocal cords are incompetent Mrs Min-Yo." She states with evil eyes at bangs-Min-Yo.

She looks back at me her eyes softer.

"I'm sorry Yoona you shouldn't be bothered by those extravagant girls. They lack a lot. Take your seat." She says and calls the next girl.

I quickly walk to my desk and sit with my head down looking at my hands which are burning on the inside.

They think they can make my girl angry ha. Don't worry about it Yoona I'm in control now okay.

The last beat beats in my heart and it starts getting uneven. Sharply I hold in my breath, my lungs closing tightly.

Come on Yoona, you know I won't hurt you. Let me in. Now.

He demands, without warning, my lungs exhale and my heart starts beating fast and hard. My whole body burning. I shut my eyes trying to take deep breathes but it's hard since now Hoseok is breathing and his heart is beating, trying to force both our hearts to sync. When he's heart tries to merge with my own I feel an extreme burn surrounding it.

Hoseok you're hurting me!

I can't control my own heart anymore as it's finding its way out but there's no way.

It's all you Yoona. This is how you make me feel. I burn up every time I'm with you and I love it. Damn I love it so much.

I'm at a loss of words.

Hold my hand

A rapid vision crosses my mind of a hand which I immediately hold on tightening my grip on his. He breathes out with a raspy laugh.

I love this so much Yoona. I love you

Once again I'm at a loss of words but in return smile. The burning seems to have cooled down except for my heart but its now bearable. We're one.

He squeezes my hand.

This love is another name for the devil.

Don't hold his hand! I shouted but turned away from my conscience. I don't even know what I want. It's only him who knows what I want.

I love you too Hoseok.

The heat slowly rises but its okay as long as Hoseok's hand is in mine I feel at ease and cool.

I want to hug you so badly right now. He says.

Wait are you really J-hope?

He laughs and curls himself in me.

Took you long to realise that I'm your hope.

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