Seventeen Imagines

Hoshi

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"For Gods sake, can't you guys do anything right?!" Your dance teacher shouts at your crew. You'd been going at it for around four hours and you haven't even had a break yet.

Everyone sighs. Your bodies were dripping in sweat, showing your dedication. You ache from head to toe, the thought of redoing the dance again made you shiver inwardly.

Around year ago you'd been selected from a bunch of people to attend one of the countries top dance crews. You'd always been good at dance but you never knew you were that good. You still don't think you're that good now, looking around the room full of multi-talented people.

It also made you discouraged when your teacher constantly shouts at your crew. Like can't she see that you've been practising for ages and that your moves were mostly on point?

You'd been preparing for a dance exam. To put it short, if you don't pass the exam you are kicked out of the team. You can't afford that. Dance is your life, you don't know what you'd do with out it. Your dream is to preform somewhere big. You can never achieve that if you're kicked out.

"Let's do it again from the top!" You grimace as your teacher flicks her blonde hair and sits down in her chair to watch you. She presses play on the song that you used to love but you've heard it so many times now, you weren't sure anymore.

With your heart beat increasing you dance to the beat. Your hair was flying everywhere, accidentally hitting some of the members. You were near the chorus when the doors to your rehearsal room opens slightly. A boy with blonde ruffled hair struts in. Your teacher gives him a glance, bows and then looks back at the crew. The boy bows even though she's not looking at him.

For some reason you recognise this boy even though you've never met him before. He walks confidently and holds himself like a dancer. Maybe you'd seen him dance or something.

You go back to thinking about your next steps. You look up again and see the boy sit down backwards on a chair next to your teacher. He rests his head on the back rest, his eyes scanning your crew while you dance.

His eyes land on you. They kept trailing you and you feel uncomfortable. That's when you realise who he is. It's Hoshi. Hoshi from seventeen. The Hoshi that used to attend this crew before he got big. In other words your idol.

Your feet get tangled while doing one of the moves and the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to you happens.

You fall flat on your butt.

On your butt

In front of Hoshi.

Your teacher turns off the music and everyone stops dancing and glares at you. Your teacher walks over to and grabs your hand pulling you up.

She looks around the group questioningly. "Someone tell me why she's here?" She shouts and almost everyone flinches, even Hoshi. "Someone who falls over in a simple routine doesn't deserve to be in a big group like this." She meets your eyes and you suck in a breath. "Work harder."

She walks away and you brush yourself off. You hastily wipe away a single tear that had sprung out of your eyes in frustration. You weren't sad but angry. You bit your tongue from saying anything back.

"Now everybody, listen up! I just wanted to introduce to you someone I once taught. You may already know who he is but I'll tell you anyway. Welcome Hoshi!"

Hoshi stands up quickly looking around. He has a wide smile plastered on his face. "Hi, guys." He waves awkwardly and some people giggle.