The next day passed by so painfully. It was so long. I don't know if I was the only one to feel that but probably yes. I just desired to take just a glimpse of Y/n at our practice, secretly stair at her, peaking when she is absent minded.
I hope she is taking her medication. I am really conerned about her. I should really ask her today so I have to be panctual and be on our practice right on time. I really can not wait and it's super visible.
I swear I am not a stalker!
I also can not wait to see the art she is exposing through her moves. She is the best ballarine, dancer or whatever! Her moves are mesmerizing and can captivate you like you just glanced at a fairy twirling around some pixie dust.
I am imagining her freestyle movements flying along with the wind, sharing an enormous amount of passion. She reminds me of the rain. The way it surprises you when you look at the sky and realize that a raindrop just landed on your forehead, giving you those sweet chills.
With the memory of her I just grabbed my back and my umbrella to storm out. I need to dance!!!!! With her! It's like fullfilling one of my dreams. Basically, my dream! I ran trumendously.
I swung the door open, literally jumping down some stair steps of the house but when my hand met the door handle suddently I got startled by a familiar voice, I was trying to avoid. "Um... Where do you think you are going?" I turned around to face my mother wearing her night gown, having her arms crossed.
I stiffened, trying to camouflage my feelings. I wanted to show something that I literally was not. That's Cool! I wanted to look cool. Even though I was sweating, like a cloud full of raindrops landed on my face.
"I have that chemistry project with Namjoon!" I lied again. I hate lying cause it makes me feel so guilty. I wish I didn't have to do that but It feels like I do not have a single chance to follow what I was aspiring from when I was a kid.
"Again? Does it pay off?" That question made me even more anxious. With an awkward amile I briefly nodded. "Of course it does! I am way better at chemistry because of all the extra studies and projects!" Okay! After that she was a little suspicious.
"I don't know Jimin! You must be the best! You are gonna take over your father's business after you finish school! You need to step on everybody else! I hope you are better than Namjoon!" I hate the outlook of my mother. It's so... arrogant. I just despice it with all my heart.
"Mom... I-" My voice didn't show confidence. It was wobbly, quite raspy but yet so unsteady. My mother's eyes threw daggers at me right away. "I am not gonna talk about it again! I am seriously done! Not negotiable!"
Of course my mom is not that lenient. To be more specific is the exact opposite. She is the most strict mother I could ever ask for. She makes me gulp and almost choke on my own saliva out of terror. You can bet I am not that thrilled taking over my dad's business.
"Bu-" I was ready to retort but of course she had to interrupt me. "If you wanna go, leave now and return back early cause you have school tomorrow! I am not in the mood for this right now!" She seriously made me quite angry.
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