they needed a spot.

the old district of new york, the very beginning of spring, the sun is somewhere far behind the clouds. cold. jungkook's team used to dance just outside, they created an improvised stage, turned on music and danced, had fun, regardless of the weather. at the very least, they had an old garage where they could spend as much time as they wanted. but today the garage is occupied by jungkook's brother and his car, and the weather is so nasty outside that they wanted to go to some place.

"the ballet school seems to be closed today." the phrase was casually thrown by one of my friends and the idea was born immediately.

it was not difficult to climb the fire escape to the third floor, which was the main floor of the ballet school. overjoyed that some freaks left the windows open when the school is closed, jungkook laughs when he sees an empty hall outside the window, which can become a wonderful place for dancing until the end of the day.

he climbs over the window, carelessly turns around and falls to the floor, and at that moment your team enters. today, when the school was closed and you came to study additionally, there were only 15 of you, all in light ballet clothes, with a bag on your shoulders overweight. some of the girls even scream when they see jungkook on the floor, who immediately stands up. his hair is disheveled, there is dust on his wide jeans, and his eyes are shining with pleasure.

"hey, ladies," he laughs, as if there's nothing special about it.