I grinned in satisfaction after completing yet another perfect, flawless dismount from the bars which I did five aerials upon.
I've been practicing this routine for a few days now, and it didn't take me long before I mastered it correctly. Gymnastics was my passion ever since I turned three, and I've been attending 'Hoseok's School of Dance and Gymnastics' since then.
"Wow, well done Y\\N! Another well done routine as usual!" My coach, Lee Jenna complimented with a few claps and a smile.
I beamed proudly at her.
"Thank you!" I exclaimed happily before embracing her with a short hug.
"You're perfect material for that upcoming competition actually. What do you think?" She then said, facing me.
My eyes widened, my lips parting slightly.
"Oh, no no no. Competitions are not my thing." I frantically blurted, shaking my head.
Her brows furrowed as she placed her hands atop my shoulders.
"But Y\\N, you're one amazing gymnast. We can't let such talent go to waste.." She said, trying desperately to convince me, but clearly, it wasn't working.
"I'm shy.....and I might have a literal panic attack. I don't go well with crowds.." I fussed with a frown.
She just gave me a motherly smile, not wanting to push me past my limits. Jenna was such a good coach, and I was so thankful that she was the one by my side throughout Gymnastics.
"I understand, my little coward." She joked, pinching my cheeks, earning a giggle from me.
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It was late evening, and a tangerine, jammy shade began to cascade the once baby blue sheet above, the clouds dripping with a tinge of peach.
The streets were usually vacant at this time, but I had grown used to this strange silence as I strolled home.
As I passed a familiar dark alleyway, I felt a harsh, cold hand yank my arm, powerfully pulling me into the lightless place.
Before a loud scream could even pass my lips, someone's icy, uncomfortable hand covered my mouth tightly.
I frantically tried to wriggle free but it was all to no avail. Their strength was much too powerful for a petite, slim girl like me.
My heart raced like never before as I began praying it was all a dream, although, lurking deeper down inside me was the knowledge that this was complete reality.
I was shoved into a black car which had heavily tinted windows, as the two, strongly built men dressed in black wrapped rope around my wrists.
"LET ME G- MMMMMMM!" I began, but before I could finish my sentence clearly, they stuck tape over my mouth.
The only thing now audible to them was my muffled words and cries for help or mercy.
They both hopped into the front seat before starting the engine, and sped off, to a place which only they know, but to me, I anticipated as hell.
