5..6..7..8..breathe in..1..2..3..4...breathe out...
I continue this cycle over and over as I practice the hip hop routine that was taught over 3 hours ago. The lady who normally locks up has left the keys to me and told me to lock up when I leave. Once the music ends I plop myself onto the cold wood floor.
After about five minutes I sit up and check my watch.
11:07 pm
I should probably head back home, I still have that essay I need to work on. I force myself up and grab my phone and belongings before leaving, turning out the lights and locking up the studios. I look around expecting my ride but it's not here.
I pull out my phone and call my best friend Yoongi.
"Yes?" His groggy voice answers.
"Hey can you come pick me up?" I asks sheepishly.
"Oh, shit, yeah. I'm on my way." He says before hanging up. I hold my phone in my two hands and hold it close to my chest, anxiously waiting his arrival until I see his familiar silver 2018 Honda Accord pull up through the empty parking lot. I walk over to the passenger side and collapse into the seat.
"How was it?" He asks once he starts driving again.
"Good."
"I bet, I could smell you from down the street," he says sending a gummy smile my way. I punch his arm and stifle a laugh. "I'm sorry I overslept."
"It's fine, it happens."
"Yeah."
We reach my apartment and thank him before getting out.
"Hey, I'll pick you up tomorrow after your class, yeah?"
"Yup," I say before he drives off sending me a thumbs up. I go inside and up the dreaded 3 flights of stairs. I unlock my door and throw my bag on the counter. I shut the door and lock it behind me and rush to my room.
I take the fastest shower in the history of showers and jump in bed, finally being able to breathe. I hop on my phone and scroll through Instagram after deciding not to finish that essay tonight.
@ipurpleyou has followed you.
@ipurpleyou has liked 6 of your posts.
@ipurpleyou commented on your post.
"Love your posts, we should collab soon😉"
I raise my eyebrow in question and roll my eyes.
"Yeah, right," I say under my breath before putting my phone on the charger and going to bed.
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Don't Get Too Close
FanfictionHo Mina is dedicated to her school work and studies English Literature at SNU (Seoul National University) and when she's not in school or doing her work, she's in a dance studio. She may come across super open, she isn't. No one has gotten past her...
