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I stared at my phone, Hakyeon's contact on the screen, the call button was right there but, I didn't know what to do. The concert hall was emptying but I stood where I was when the stage was alive before. Now the stage was dimmed, the performance finished about five minutes ago. Everybody inside was left all excited and happy, squealing with their friends they slowly moved with the crowds as they excited the concert hall. 

Hakyeon did about 5 performances tonight, his main performance being "Edge" a dance with the black scarf and red and black robes. The one I fell in love with. I didn't know what to do now, I wanted to meet him, but I didn't know what to say if I did. I didn't want to just leave and go back to Ash's place, he went through the trouble of getting me a ticket too, I should at least thank him and give a comment on his wonderful performance.

I didn't have the gut to call him, millions of questions ran through my head about the troubles he might have if I called him. So I waited till everybody, sitting on one of the chairs in the corner. The stage was lit with one light, the rest of the hall was lit with dimmed lighting. About half an hour went, I waited for Hakyeon restlessly. I kept looking around, hoping that he would come from backstage after freshening up. I decided to call him after about 5 more minutes if he didn't come to the hall by then.

The stage made me curious as I stood up and walked up to it. One light on, it was the same light which was lit when Hakyeon stood with his dancers. The stage was high up, it was up to my chest. I slowly pushed the closest chair towards and used it to get on the stage. I looked at the hall, it was scary when I stood there. It reminded me of the ballet performances I used to do when I was in my childhood and early teens. I was always scared of the stage, but once I started to dance I would always forget my fears and dance my heart out. I missed performing, I really did.

But getting on this stage was really exciting. My mind flashed to the memories of performing my ballet performances when I was young. It was painful to dance on points, but it was fun when the spot light was shining on you. Hakyeon must feel the same energy when performing, the adrenaline rush and the happiness. Unknowingly my mind started to rewind to Hakyeon's performance, when he moved his arms gracefully from left to right, his head following his hands, it was just like a ballet move I used to do in one of my old dances. 

I lifted my arms to my eye level, slowly bending them, I moved them from side to side, my eyes following my fingertips as my head turned slowly. A soft smile appeared on my lips as I took a step to the side, slowly humming the tune of Hakyeon's performance, I danced slowly, recalling the moves he did, faintly surprised that I had memorized it so quickly.

"You didn't tell me you perform too Y/N" I heard a familiar chuckle.

Blushing and gasping, I quickly stopped what I was doing and looked forwards to see Hakyeon watching me with his head tilted. He wore a black shirt and long black pants with sneakers, carrying a bag and a coat in his arm he smiled at me and left his things on a chair in the audience. He eyed me as he got up on the chair I had pushed close to the base of the stage and got on stage the same way I did.

"I am... So sorry..." Was the only thing I could say as I searched of ways to escape my embarrassment. He smiled and stood behind me, tilting his head a bit forwards he looked down at me, I felt his hands slowly hold onto my arms. I froze and didn't know what to do as I started to panic internally.

"Be a little more graceful, and you have to turn your wrists a bit more when you move your arms..." He spoke softly into my ear as he guided my arms from left to right, I slowly turned my wrists a bit more as he said, following them, my arms moved to his rhythm, I heard him hum that bit of the song softly as he took one step to the right, I did the same, getting closer to him our movement became the same. I stopped as he took the next step, he looked at me with confusion and stopped humming, raising an eyebrow he looked at me.

"What happened?"

"I... I don't know the rest. That's all I remember..." I looked down shyly, unsure what to do.

He smiled at the floor as he stood up from his dance pose, his hand running through his hair and stopping at the crook of his neck as he looked at me again.

"I can't blame you, I only taught you up to that part..."

"You...? taught me...?this dance...?when...?" I asked confused.

"Well... Let's say that in the past, I may have been teaching you some of my dances... For fun.." He spoke as he walked up to me. The one single light shone on us, making it look like some drama where the characters were starting to open up about secrets or something. Well... It was happening now...

"You.. did? I learned from you? were you like... I mean.. are you a teacher of mine?" I felt scared as I asked, hoping that it wasn't true. I didn't want to have a crush on a teacher... I never liked that  idea... 

"No no!" He chuckled nervously, shaking his head and smiling. "You wanted to learn some of my dances those days, and when I was teaching this dance I only taught you up to this part coz.... That's all I had planned in it. You kinda forgot about this hobby after your incident.." He spoke softly, feeling guilty about reminding me about my inability to remember memories.

"So not a teacher, more like a favor I didn't mind doing.." He smiled and shrugged. I remained quiet, sad that I couldn't remember something that nice and important. It seemed like I had completely forgotten him from my life.

"Well I have to say, your performance was amazing. It was so beautiful and very graceful too. I loved it a lot. Thanks so much for letting me see it" I smiled at him, trying to break the awkward and intense air among us, but also trying my best not to blush for I was a shy mess around him.

"Aw thanks, I, glad you liked it." he smiled.

A few seconds passed and we didn't know what to say.

"Hey um... I got to go and get dinner... If you don't have anything to do now, would you like to come with me?" He asked, an unsure smile on his lips as he looked at me, with... Hopeful eyes...

"I um..." I stared at him, unsure of what to do. I didn't have anything to do, and was he asking me out to dinner right now? I wanted to run away. But no I'd regret it if I did... Ooh what should I do? He's waiting...

"If it's no trouble..." I smiled at him, shyly looking at his soft smile. I could feel the blood rush in my cheeks.

"No trouble at all. Let's go then!" He smiled, energetic and happy as he stood straight and turned towards the side of the stage where the chair was. One arm behind his back, the other opened up towards the chair and signaled for me to get down. I chuckled at his act and got down of the stage as he followed me.

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"I didn't think it was that important. Plus they are a small bunch..." He chuckled at his sarcasm.

"What do you mean? You have so many fans it was exhausting to stay with em there!" I laughed at his silly remark. He laughed with me, knowing how crazy his fans could be.

A/N

I am so guilty right now lol. #me

We were just outside the concert hall, walking towards the street to get a taxi. Hakyeon and I seemed to have gotten into a pretty casual conversation. It was light and fun to be with him. It made me happier to know that things seemed to go well between us. It gave me hope that we could maybe be something, only, his girlfriend was a fact that haunted me still. It kept me thinking and winding in a whirl of thoughts for days.

He suddenly stopped and started to check his bag, setting it on the concrete floor of the outskirts of the hall, he sighed with arrogance as he zipped his bag shut and quickly held out his phone from his coat pocket at me.

"Y/N, I, so sorry but I just remembered that I left my black scarf in my dressing room, could you hold my phone please? I have to run before they close the doors and..."

I grabbed his phone quickly, sensing the rush in his voice.

"Go go go! Quickly! Get your scarf Hakyeon run!" I laughed as he ran laughing too. He sensed my playfulness and gave me his phone and ran. His long legs took him pretty far very soon before he quickly stopped the guard who was closing the doors and went in.

I stood awkwardly in the dimly lit outskirts with his bag next to me on the floor and his phone in my hand. I understood why he gave me his phone, his phone would fall output his pockets for the way he ran if he kept it in his coat pocket.

A few minutes seemed to go by and I started to get anxious. Eager to know the time, I pressed the home button on Hakyeon's phone to check the time.

The screen lit up and I froze. My eyes immediately locked on the lock screen, it was a selfie of Hakyeon....

Hugging a girl in a yukata in his other hand....

the girl in the yukata...

was me....

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