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! chapter fourteen ─── ʚĭɞ

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There was a definite air of disbelief surrounding the boys as the half an hour came to an end and Miss Jo directed them out of the practise room. They trailed through to the second largest practise room - which was almost always set up from the INDIGO practise, greeting their instructors with low bows amongst conversation about what they had watched.

And after the practise they had, which seemed quite literally electrifying, the boys left the their room and headed back towards the main studio.

"We should do something for them. Just like.. a one off thing." Hyunwoo suggested. "I just feel bad because we always mess around with them after practise and they've just done all that for hours on end."

"Oooh they're doing ballet now!" Kenji had resumed his stance by the small window indented in the wooden grey door, knees bent just slightly so his appearance there wouldn't be too obvious. "I used to do ballet."

"Get away from there." Daehwan grumbled, reaching out and dragging Kenji down onto one of the sofas, pulling him down. He promptly set his head on thhe Japanese boy's shoulder and closed his eyes, clearly tired.

Seojun's eyebrows darted upwards at the action, look in his eyes asking Kenji if this was alright. In response, he got a shrug of his shoulders - or just the free one, seeing as Daehwan shouldn't be disturbed.

"I think we should take them out for a meal." Hyunwoo announced seconds later, Dae's eyes flickering open and both Kenji and Seojun slowly turning to look at him. The music stopped before they could reply and voices could be heard within.

And then, the door was pushed open and the four girls slowly filing out - since their first dance practise they had changed into outfits more appropriate for one of their tri-monthly ballet classes (Move Entertainment really meant it when they said they wanted to focus on dance) - and led by Maiya, they came to a stop.

"Why are you hanging around here?" Chanmi asked, raising a water bottle up to her lips and taking a sip. Miyeon and Kai were the last the leave, the latter had her arms wrapped tightly around the Hwang girl's waist and was leaning on her as they walked.

Kai only straightened up and adjusted her position when she saw the boys sat there, not moving her arms away from the grip.

"Here, eat." Maiya didn't wait for an explanation, pulling out some form of bar and unwrapping it, holding it up to Kai's lips. "But yeah.. why are you here? Didn't you have a practise.. Miss Jo will be made if you skipped it."

"I don't think she would be the only one." Dae muttered from his seat beside Kenji. "Mr Shin would kill us."

"Such warm welcomes." Seojun cleared his throat and stood up slightly, meeting Miyeon's eyes and shaking his head at the expression on her face. "We were wondering if you wanted to go out for food? If nobody has anything else scheduled."

"Food would be really good.. right?" Chanmi glanced around at the others. "So where are you planning on taking us?"

"Go get changed." Kenji suggested. "We'll work out the details." The girls nodded their approval and disappeared down the slightly narrower corridor to the showers and locker rooms, hoping that it would rejuvinate them.

"Why didn't you tell them we were taking them out to eat?" Hyunwoo asked.

"Do you think any of them would have accepted then?" Seojun sat back in a seat, crossing his legs and flicking hair out of his eyes. "They don't need to know that we're treating them, all we need to do is make sure they eat well and don't faint on the way home."

And that's exactly what they did, despite the slowly growing colder weather they ended up sitting on one of the outside tables of a Korean Barbecue restaurant, laughting echoing as they grilled meat and ate so much combined that it put royal feasts to shame.

(They all claimed to be going on diets the next day; especially the boys and Miyeon, all of whom had eaten a considerable amount of unhealthy food in that day alone. Fortunately for them, they wouldn't need to strictly stick to them anyway.)

And when the boys had managed to sneakily take care of the bill, the group of eight began the slow, happy walk back to their dorms. Their days seem to mirror each other sometimes, this part almost being exactly the same as when they all had gathered in the main studio a couple nights previous.

"It's still early." Miyeon announced, managing to extract her phone from her pocket despite just how squished she was - Dae and Kai had latched onto her, arms linked and not caring what anyone said.

Seojun was only the slightest bit annoyed by that. Usually he tended to walk with her during these moments, but he was by Kenji and Maiya's side as Hyunwoo and Chanmi led the way yet again.

"And?" Daehwan asked, Miyeon shaking her head at his tone.

"We could watch a movie." Miyeon suggested, a smile sinking into her features when she recieved nods from all of them in return. "Good.. but someone needs to come up with a couple to choose from. Not too many, maybe two? One from one genre and a second from another?"

"Yeah - we really don't want anyone arguing over this." Maiya agreed. "And if we spend too much time deciding then we can't watch it."

"Hold on!" Kai piped up, unravelling her arm from the Hwang girl's and pulling out her own phone, tapping several times before pulling up an app. "This can decide for you so we can all pick one or two, put them into the machine and let it choose."

"That's probably the best idea." Kenji agreed. "Hold on.. if we go down here it's a lot quicker, come on."

The group stopped, following the Watanabe boy's instruction and turning down the side street, but just as Miyeon turned to follow, Daehwan still clutching onto her, she came to an abrupt stop.

If they had continued down the same path as before then they would have ended up outside of a department store - which was nothing unusual. But what had caught Miyeon's eye was a group of people wearing bright blue vests, handing out flyers.

"What's wrong?" Daehwan, having been attached to her side, had automatically come to a stop as well. "Do you know one of them?" It wasn't too hard to track her gaze, and it was so much more harder to try and even attempt to translate the look that had appeared in her eyes.

Miyeon nodded hesitantly, chin tilting up and down slowly. Out of one, she seemed a lot more interest - dark, chest length hair, a face unique, recognisable and undeniably pretty.

There was a freedom and happiness there that had been missing the last time Miyeon saw her - or the last time Miyeon saw her before she turned into a jealous idiot who would throw everything away to try and get the attention of her childhood best friend.

"What is it?" Seojun had broken away from the group and returned to where Miyeon and Daehwan were stood, stepping behind them so that he could follow the direction of their attention as well.

"Kang Soojin." Miyeon replied softly, the fingers of her spare hand twisting around a loose thread, an odd feeling in her chest.

It shouldn't have been too surprising when Soojin's movements slowed and she sensed the attention, eyes landing on Miyeon, Seojun and a boy she didn't recognise. The Kang girl's eyes widened, and she looked as if she wanted to move forward and speak to her.

But before anything could happen, a muscle in Seojun's jaw tightened and he wrapped an arm around Miyeon's shoulder, guiding them gently towards the rest of the waiting group.

He hadn't forgotten what she had done.