da·is ; junhoe & hyuna
galaxyxjunhoe
Stretching forward with a groan Hyuna rested her forehead on her leg, counting down slowly before leaning back. Hands on the floor behind her she stared up at the ceiling of the practice room, heaving a long sigh. It was probably around six pm-ish, and she had started Royals practice at ten, and dismissed it at one... and still hadn't left the room.
This dance had to be perfect. It had to match the choreographer's vision to the T. Every motion needed to coincide with the beat. She needed to know these moves like the back of her hand so she could make sure the other girls got it perfectly. It was her job now and she wouldn't compromise it. Even if every inch of her body protested.
Turning attention to the clock on the wall she hummed, taking a deep breath and then standing with a little huff. She wasn't going to give up... but a little dinner break couldn't hurt.Noodles sounded particularly perfect, and with that in mind she shrugged on her hoodie, flipping off the light as she shut the door.
The halls were reletively empty as she made her way to the elevator, re-tying her loose ponytail and offering an offhanded 'hello' to the boy already waiting. She was sure his name was Jun-something. He was younger than most of the other boys, and to-debut- she thought. He always seemed particularly polite, but she hadn't ever had a reason to speak with him.
