shiannaâ:
a party was definitely all that anna needed to start off on the right foot. despite her outgoing manner she wasnât very interested in parties, she likes to meet with small groups. but after a stressful summer at her parents home, she felt an extreme need to infiltrate a group of people, talk oneâs head off and sneak out into the next group.
she was distracted by listening to a conversation when she felt her arm being grabbed by someone. she turned her body, looking at the boy beside her a little surprised. â oh, are you okay? â ache. her arm was hurting. â it hurt a little, but iâm fine. iâm glad that i helped you not to fall. â she laughed, then lighting her face with a smile. she looked at the boy for a few seconds to realize that he was yuri, someone she follows on instagram. â i know you! i left a comment on your photo on instagram today. did you see? i would recognize your t-shirt anywhere!
ââ yeah⌠i guess. ââ he answered while looking down, searching for whatever made him trip. but he couldnât find nothing big enough for him to trip over next to his feet, so he imagined that someone mustâve kicked it away. ââ oh shit, iâm sorry! ââ he said with urge, looking up to her as he softened the way he hold her arm. just to start giving her a really gentle massage for a few moments, before finally letting go. ââ i swear to god, iâm getting clumsier over the years. and iâm a fucking dancer, it makes no sense at all! ââ he said, half laughing, half wailing. maybe making him both a good dancer and a clumsy human being was godâs definition of perfect balance.
her comment got hwang by surprise. a good surprise. his eyes lightened up as much as his smile. ââ did you?! oh my god, i havenât seen it yet. i forgot my phone at the dorm, i guess⌠but thank you so much! you can borrow it anyday, if you want. ââ he said in an excited voice. he used to follow back, but he was sure it wasnât just for his instagram that he knew that absolutely gorgeous face. ââ youâre living here, right? in this building? ââ he asked. his memory constantly failed him when he was drunk. ââ but, girl! let me tell you something. your makeup is so cute, iâm living!
the way yuri massaged annaâs arm was really lovely. she regrets about telling him that it hurt, because she didn't want the boy to feel guilty. it hadn't hurt that much, it was just a momentary shock. â itâs all right! â she said with the same smile on her face, listening carefully to what he was saying. â wait, are you a dancer? you look like someone who draw sighs from anyone when you are performing! â anna felt her heart heat up whenever someone claimed to be a dancer or showed any passion for dance.
â thank you! youâre so sweet. â she felt honored to know that she could borrow the t-shirt. she didnât feel comfortable wearing clothes that werenât hers, because she was afraid of ruining them, but that had greatly improved the girlâs mood. â oh, yes. dorm two. what about you? â anna still felt like she was in the clouds when she said that. â did you like it? i do makeup professionally, so i can do better than that. â she laughed after bragging about her little talent. â if you like makeup i can do it for you any day, for free, ok? but please recommend me! â the girl formed a small heart with her fingers, just like the idols she usually sees online.













