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Currently training for Gansta. The choreography was somewhat easy, but staying stable might be an issue. Anyways.
"Can we try instead of a body roll it's a head whip?" My dance instructor asked me. "Yeah, yeah." Going back into my current position. I do as instructed before he claps me up in the back,
"We have background dancers that will be here, they learned this before time so—." He trailed off. The door opens to reveal some ladies with all white on. "This is them!" He walks over to them shaking their hands.
The room started to feel a bit smaller. Which tingled me a bit but i pushed it aside. "Good afternoon, how are you?" Smiling at one of the dancers.
"I'm good, how are you?" She smiles at me shaking my hand. "So here's the deal." My instructor stood in front of everyone. "Everyone has learned their part, so I wanna put this together." He claps.
We all nodded before getting into our assigned positions. After a few minutes we finished and cleared our choreography. "So we should leave for a break to the middle stage, and then come back to main stage." He spoke out.
Did I mention this was getting recorded? Cameras covered all sides of the rooms. "Break time!" He clapped. We held our positions before breaking it and breathing.
So many emotions went through my mind when dancing.
'Whip your hair!'
'Suck your stomach!'
'Smile! You need to look pretty! just smile!'
I sat in the corner looking at the ground. Dozing off completely. Thoughts ran through my mind wondering what the whole concert will be like. Will people even like me?
Mainly just about my choreography, that was it. I kicked my feet side to side drinking some water. My head tilted back against the wall looking at the dancers and choreographer talking.
"Y/n are you okay?" The same female dancer walked by me. "Yeah." Smiling at her as she exits the room through the back door. My thoughts wondered again sucking at my teeth.
— ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~♡ 𝗔𝗧 𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘
Later that same night, i needed to pack my bags. I needed a ride to the airport and then a plane to Seoul, and get an room in an resort.
So my dad helped me pack a little bit.
"So what clothes are you bringing?" My dad pulled a suitcase out. "Some sweatpants, shirts, shorts, socks, other things." Counting on my fingers. "Let's get going then!" My dad pushes me playfully.
I laughed with him before running to push him back. Good times.
