It was bright and early in the morning, and barely anyone was awake. He sat up from his bed and cast a side glance to his roommate on the other side of the room before scratching his head. He yawned quietly, and swung his legs over the bed, his feet hitting the ground. It was early, but he was awake. He had too much energy now, and he wanted to get moving. Donning his pajamas of a wife beater and loose grey sweats, Jay slipped a school hoodie on along with socks and high tops. There was no need to be fancy if there wasn’t anyone to see him, he thought. Grabbing his iPhone from the night stand, he snuck out of the room and quietly closed the door behind him. As he jogged down a flight of stairs, he felt invigorated. There was something about Seoul Arts that made him feel energetic, as if he was meant to be here from the beginning.
After making it down from the dorms without being seen, he quickly jogged across campus. There was a person here and there, but they paid him no mind. Seoul Arts was mostly quiet at this time, before the students’ classes began. The sun wasn’t even up yet, but the cool air greeted him. He smiled as he crossed campus, to where the dance studios were. The dance instructors didn’t come until later, but that didn’t mean much to him. He slipped inside an unlocked door, passing the dance rooms with ballet barres. Finally, he arrived at one of the rooms set aside for the hip hop and break dancers. He was to have a class here later in the day, but he had no problem dancing alone. Setting his iPhone on shuffle, it was time to get to work.
As the music played, he moved with it, at some points fluidly, and at others sharply. He wasn’t following choreography but instead moving however he felt. The atmosphere of being alone freed him from the pressure of having someone watch, though that never really bothered him. Should anyone walk in on him, he would simply smile and say hello. Jay didn’t have any friends yet, but he was a very friendly guy. For the time being, his mind was solely on dance.
Victoria was the Cafe, just finishing up an egg sandwich. It was way too early in the morning, she didn’t know why she had waken up at this time. She just figured it was her excitement of being a new student here. She threw her napkin and cup into the garbage and decided to explore the Seould Arts some more. As she walked out she felt a coole breeze and tugged on here shirt. I wish I would have been smart enough to bring a sweater, she thought as she looked at her outfit, a pair of jean shorts with a green t-shirt.
She walked pass the dorms and general classrooms and finally saw the dance studio. She shrugged and thought she could check it out, she quickly jogged over to the studio and opened the door. She saw a guy there dancing, for second she thought he was dancing to nothing but silence, then she saw his iPod. She started admiring his dance technique, he seemed so into it, like he was really feeling the music, but she quickly snapped out of it. “Oh! I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I think anyone would be here!” she let out an awkward smile.
