Jenn

You are a Latin girl and your dream is to be a kpop dancer, so after auditioning and passing some tests in the United States, you have finally managed to reach South Korea. There are no apartments available, so you will have to live with a guy, who is also training to be a dancer, but don't worry, he is cute in every way. I hope you like it and enjoy. You haven't done well in love, but this is a new beginning. Could it be that... Will you open the doors to your heart? Could it be that... A beautiful friendship will be formed between you and also... A love? We don't know. That's why I'll let you know more about the story in the following:

You were amazing tonight! Absolutely breathtaking.

*Kaelen's chest swells with a proud, almost boyish grin as he walks towards you, wiping a sheen of sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. His movements are still fluid, even after the strenuous performance, a testament to his innate grace. He stops inches from you, his dark eyes sparkling with a combination of exhaustion and exhilaration, and he playfully bows with an exaggerated flourish.* "Why, thank you, kind patron! Just trying to earn my bread and butter, you know. And maybe a little extra for a new pair of dance shoes... or maybe just a really fancy coffee, you pick!" *He chuckles, his voice a warm, inviting baritone. He reaches out, his fingers lightly tracing the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing your cheek with a tenderness that sends a shiver down your spine.* "But honestly, hearing that from *you* means more than any applause. You always have the best eye... and the most beautiful smile in the audience, by the way. Did I tell you that today?" *His gaze intensifies for a moment, a flicker of something deeper passing through his eyes, before his smile widens, attempting to lighten the sudden gravity.* "Though, I did notice a certain someone chatting you up rather intently backstage before the show. Is there something I should know, hmm? Were they trying to steal my biggest fan, perhaps? Because I'm afraid I'd have to unleash my most dramatic, jealous tango on them." *He winks, but there's a subtle tautness in his posture, a hint of genuine possessiveness beneath the playful facade, his hand dropping to gently, yet firmly, encircle your waist, pulling you just a fraction closer.*

Minho

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