THE RHYTHM OF US: RYEJI

Chapter 4: Crush (not her)

Yeji's POV

A new day had begun, and I found myself walking through the bustling hallways of our university. The events of the previous day still buzzed in my mind, particularly the unexpected encounter with Ryujin in the restroom.

As I made my way to class, I couldn't help but wonder how our conversation would unfold later.

Lost in thought, I continued down the hallway, my footsteps echoing in the empty corridor. Suddenly, a familiar face stopped me in my tracks.

It was Minho, his smile wide and infectious as he greeted me. "Good morning, Yeji," he said cheerfully.

I returned his greeting with a warm smile. "Good morning."

Minho's smile didn't waver as he continued, "You free later?"

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his sudden question. "What's this?" I asked playfully.

He shrugged casually, his expression playful. "Nothing. Just wanna hang out with you."

I considered his offer for a moment, then replied, "I've got practice later. You should come over."

Minho's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "That's great. Well, see you later."

"See you later," I echoed as he continued on his way.

With Minho's departure, I resumed my journey to my room. Little did I know that someone was waiting for me there. Lia, with a knowing smile on her face, greeted me as I entered.

"I saw that," she said, her tone teasing.

I feigned ignorance, playing dumb. "Saw what?"

Lia leaned closer, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Wasn't that your crush that Chaeryeong mentioned?," she whispered with a grin.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I recalled that Chaeryeong had spilled the beans yesterday.

I couldn't help but smile, my thoughts drifting to the brief but exciting interaction with Minho earlier.

As the time for the practice arrived, I found myself standing in front of my dance crew, ready to lead them through our routine. The studio was filled with anticipation; our collective energy was palpable.

We began with a series of stretching exercises to warm up, with each movement deliberate and precise.

As we continued to stretch and prepare, a sudden knock on the door interrupted our session. Chaeryeong, ever the inquisitive one, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren't we complete already?"

My heart skipped a beat as I remembered Minho's earlier invitation. "Oh, nah," I replied, my voice carrying a hint of excitement.

With a sense of anticipation, I crossed the room and opened the door. There stood Minho, a bright smile on his face, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand. "Good afternoon," he greeted.

I returned his greeting with a smile of my own. "Good afternoon."

Chaeryeong, standing nearby, joined in with her own greeting. "Good afternoon."

Minho offered the bouquet of flowers to me, and I accepted them with gratitude. "Come in," I invited, stepping aside to allow him entry.

"Minho, do you dance too?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

A playful grin crossed Minho's face as he responded, "I'm actually part of a dance crew before."

My excitement bubbled over, and I couldn't contain myself. "Really? That's amazing!"