"Try it."
who: @hrvimwhere: not accepting
A crease formed between his brows as he eyed the latter in the mirror in front of them. It spanned nearly the entire length of the wall yet Yugyeom couldn’t help but think that the room wasn’t big enough for two people. It was as if a weight of expectation reflected off of the wall and landed on his shoulders, a nervousness which even his pre-performance jitters had never seen. And he didn’t know why he was so nervous, but later concluded it as just a boy’s needs to prove himself no matter who was watching.
He wouldn’t deny that the dance sequence he just watched the latter perform was hard, but he also wouldn’t deny a chance at showing her that he could do it as well. It took him a moment to remember how it went before starting himself, and at first it was easy; just a few steps and movements which flowed out of him with as much familiarity and ease as walking. But the last move drove a spike of pain up his leg when he turned it and instead of standing tall and triumphant in being able to complete it on his first try, he fell to the ground, cradling his ankle in his hands. “Ah...ah noona...do you think it’s broken? I can’t break it...I can’t break it.”
