Hwang Hyunjin turned 19 years old in March, he recently graduated from school and has even entered the pedagogical profession as a history teacher. but in the last year of his minority, hwan must attend all the summer teenage raves.

half past eight in the evening, a warm August Saturday, the rave took place in the fresh air, a platform surrounded by bushes, a cheerful host and DJ who clearly understood what teenagers loved.

about half of the roar was gone, slow dancing again.

Hyunjin glances at the circle of teenagers, clearly not familiar with each other, but happy to spend time in a common circle. Hwan would bet that no one even knew each other's names.

The attention was drawn to a blond guy jumping and singing the legendary song at the top of his lungs, like everyone else in his circle. beautiful profile; a neat nose, freckles that scattered on pale skin, plump red lips, hair that fell on the face when jumping and got in the way of the guy.

They made eye contact, just for a moment, once...then a second time.

Hyunjin quietly left the company of friends and approached the guy, he put his hand on his shoulder and leaned over so that the blonde could at least hear something.

-Will you slow dance with me? - the guy asked and turned his gaze to a single number of couples dancing slow, as intended.