~Yoomis POV~
After washing my face I changed into some clothes that would be comfortable enough to dance in.
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I look at the time and Daniel should be here any minute.
I grab my phone and head downstairs.
I see my mom sitting on the couch watching some tv show.
Y/N: Hey.
Yoomi: Hey..
Y/N: Is everything okay?
I nod my head and then the doorbell rings.
Finally.
I open the door and see Daniel.
I let him in and we make our way to the living room.
Yoomi: Mom this is Daniel. Daniel this is my mom.
Daniel bows his head and says a respectful hello to my mom.
Y/N: Hello Daniel. It's nice to meet you.
Yoomi: Where's Dad?
Y/N: Shower.
I nod.
Yoomi: Well if you need us we'll be down in the basement practicing.
Y/N: Okay. Have fun!
We make our way downstairs to the basement aka our dance studio.
Daniel: Wow. You have a dance studio in your house?
Yoomi: Yeah. Me and my mom love dancing too much to not have one.
A small chuckle escapes my mouth.
Daniel: So should we get started?
Yoomi: Let's do this.
~2 Hours Later~
We both sat in the floor trying to catch our breaths.
Daniel: You dance really good.
Yoomi: Me? You're the one that's good at dancing.
He chuckles and lays back against the floor.
Daniel: We're both pretty good.
I agree and lay beside him.
We both stare at the ceiling.
His shirt came up a little and I noticed a bruise on his side.
I instantly sat up and examined it.
Yoomi: What happened?
He quickly pulls his shirt down and hides the mark.
Daniel: It's Nothing.
He's lying.
I sigh and lay back down.
Yoomi: Can I tell you something?
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