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Leo wasn't sure if meeting in a public space was the best of ideas to receive whatever information Bom had managed to gather for him but he assumed that it was probably safer in case either of them had been followed. It would be safer this way instead of meeting up at Arcanum or at either of their homes. So they had agreed to discuss things at Leo's usual cafe where he went for coffee and he had just arrived at the agreed time, ordered his usual, and sat at isolated table and waited for the other to get there.

He slowly spun his cup around on the table, tapping his fingers against the cup absentmindedly as his thoughts drifted about. When he learned she would be working undercover in the police he had asked her to look into the people he had never stopped looking for. To his surprise she agreed to help him and they'd be in contact should anything come up that could be useful to him.

Like the music beats played that secures the whole building of the crowded club, Dongwoo finds himself looking at a particular pretty female figure that sits by the bar, a drink glass held with her slender fingers. He ensures himself that this is definitely not love in first sight because he is already attached mentally with another despite his inner debations. He also confirms that he wasn't particularly sexual interested in the other but he did felt a some sort of attraction. He doubt it's physical because Dongwoo wasn't one to look for the looks of others. He believes firm in personality and inner beauty of one's. So what was it that makes the female figure held captive of Dongwoo's attention than the others who were around him?

This activity of his goes on for days to weeks. Dongwoo would find himself being drown in the crowd of dancing people who are then covered in sweat, alcohol and some might even stink of sex and tainted in alluring red lipstick. Him being in the crowd not only helps him keep a distance from the attraction but also it gives Dongwoo a natural reason to look at the other without being told off as a stalker or something since he could be glancing anywhere.

At every 'stalking' days of his, he never had the guts to ask for the other's name at least. He would just look at the other and smiling at her small unimportant gestures. Sometimes he would make note on how she came dressed in. At times she would come in pretty cocktail dresses and sometimes she would come in plain but of course not without makeup. Dongwoo also notices how at times the other would gently rub her nape or lightly hits her shoulder in ease. He also notices that she orders drink between champagne, Martinis and dry cocktails. Sojus on hard days, at times, where she would sometimes rant to bartenders who are wiling to listen or she would end up talking to herself when she is drunk. At times, Dongwoo would risk himself and accompany the other, to listen to her rants when she's fully drunk and not sane enough to remember him the day after. These little gestures of Dongwoo makes him happy but he would still keep his distance after.

But as of now, Dongwoo is currently stuck in dance studio. His friend, who is a dance instructor had called in sick and had begged him even, to replace him for the evening. Dongwoo too had been noted that a few new students were to come in. With heavy heart and being the Dongwoo he is, he kindly help his sickly friend, and of course making the other promised him for a all-you-can-eat buffet treat. 

So he Dongwoo is, dancing in lack of movements but still his moves came out as if he was putting effort in it as he picks out some few upbeat songs from the CDs they had as he waits for the students to come in the medium sized studio. Soon, one by one, people aged from their teens to those who were of Dongwoo's age came in, filing up the now not-so-empty studio.