you recently joined a dance group after practicing your whole life. you were still 17, knowing there would be 19-23 year olds but you didn't care, you just wanted to dance.

when you came in the practice room, it was empty because you came in a bit earlier. it was huge and it had an echo. you put your bag down and stretched a bit.

suddenly, you heard a door open. you looked back and saw a guy enter. you and him shared a glare and he spoke up. "are you the new girl?" he asked. "im chan, you?"