이십 사---24
June 22, 2016
14:11
Seoul, South Korea
SM Entertainment
It took Dae and Sejun many attempts before they successfully managed to locate an empty, unscheduled dance practice one room. Upon finding one, the pair hurried in. Sejun went over and began to turn on the speakers and the computer, while Dae scribbled something on the outside board so that no one would schedule the room while they were using it.
When she re-entered the room, Sejun had gone to YouTube on the computer and played a song. He was watching the music video in full-screen as his head absent-mindedly moved to the beat.
He stared at the screen blankly, seemingly in a trance. Dae made a face at his choice of song, slowly approaching him and the computer. She managed to change the song without him noticing.
In a moment’s notice, his head whipped around, mouth open and ready to protest. It was too late, however, because Dae had already begun to dance. He could not find it in himself to complain, and instead opted to join her.
They danced for over an hour. In that hour, they had not lacked to notice things about one another’s dancing. The way Dae’s dancing was so professional and skilled; the raw talent held in Sejun’s dancing.
Eventually, they had to take a seat on the bench, chests heaving. Dae re-did her ponytail---which she had done in the middle of their dancing---as Sejun fanned himself with his shirt.
The song they’d been listening to ended, and another one began. Sejun and Dae made eye contact. Despite their supposed exhaustion, the pair was up in seconds, dancing their hearts out as if exhaustion was only a myth.
It was during the second pre-chorus of the song that the door to the practice room was opened. It was not until the second chorus that a man spoke.
“What are you doing . . . ?” The man’s words fell off of his tongue, as Dae and Sejun froze. The pair panicked internally, looking between each other and their boss.
“Wait,” the man said suddenly confused, as Sejun ran to turn off the music. Their boss motioned between Dae and Sejun and then to the speakers that had been blasting music. “Do that again.”
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