“Kim Yeo-ju.”
“Come back to the dance club.”
“If you want, I’ll go out, but please come back in.”
{When a sociopath possesses a villainess}
23. Festival
“…What are you doing, this.”
I followed him because he said he wanted to talk for a while, but Jung Ho-seok was talking with his head down without even looking at my face. His eyes were closed and his clenched hands were trembling.
Did you think I'd like it if you said it like this? Well then I'm a little disappointed.
“…I’m shameless, but I’ll ask you just this once.”
"It's true that I helped you when you fought with Cheon Woo-hee before. If I offended you, I'm truly sorry."
“If you want, I’ll do anything… That’s why.”
“Why do you do that?”
It seemed strange to me that Jung Ho-seok would throw away all his pride and ask me to do something for him just because he was a member of a high school dance club. Is there a reason he's doing this to me?
At my words, Hoseok raised his head, which had been bowed, and looked at me clearly. It wasn't the round eyes of Hoseok that I knew.
“I have nothing but dancing.”
“I can’t tolerate any other life besides dancing.”
"So, I absolutely have to prove something to my father, who hates dancing. Since this festival is so big, there will be a lot of dance professionals and fathers at our school..."
“I need you to prove myself.”
“I can’t do the most important finale choreography with the kids I have now.”
I was unnecessarily nervous at Hoseok's serious words. If Hoseok, who was in a playful mood, could say something like that, then it must be really important.
But why me?
Is there any reason why I should be nice to the person who bullied me?
“Why should I do that?”
"…uh?"
"What did my senior ever do for me that I should go through all this trouble? Besides, there are a lot of kids in the dance club who hate me."
“…”
“What can I do to earn your forgiveness?”
Hoseok's eyes turned red as he opened his mouth to hear what I said. Was he trying to gain some sympathy?
"I'll give you whatever you want, just help me this once. Even if you tell me not to show up in front of you again, I'll do it."
…I’m asking you to do something like that, so should I fool you just once?
Still, perhaps the true heroine's heart was still embedded within me, and Seokjin's tears swayed my heart a little. So, I decided to listen to Ho-seok. I decided to help Jung Ho-seok, not for personal gain, but solely for personal gain.
“…Okay. Instead, ···”
46
Festival Day_
After practicing quickly with Jung Ho-seok, I was completely out of it at the festival that arrived shortly after. It was my first time on such a huge stage, and the loud noises that pierced my eardrums. The huge crowds.
After putting on the outfit I'd prepared, I went up on stage with Hoseok for a final walk. Then, as if I'd been waiting, cheers rang out.
Damn, why isn't he nervous?
My body felt stiff for the first time in a long time, and my heart pounded so hard it felt like it was about to burst out, all told me how nervous I was. But Jung Ho-seok, as if he was doing it more than once or twice, simply fiddled with the earbuds in his ears.
Soon, a song came on, and at Hoseok's signal, the children, now quiet, began to dance. The tension from earlier vanished, and the moment of dancing was simply joyful.
The song reached a climax, then descended again, and the finale performance ended.
Judging by the applause, I guess our performance was pretty good.
47
“…The stage was great. You danced well.”
“It must be hard, so drink this.”
As soon as the stage ended, Kim Seokjin ran towards me like a dog, so I gave the ice water that Kim Seokjin had given me to Jeon Jungkook, who was hanging out in the waiting room after the stage ended. It didn't mean anything, I just happened to be there.
“…Ah. N, I have something to do, so I’ll go first.”
Seokjin, taken aback by my actions, fled from the waiting room I was in. I told him to apologize with his actions, but no matter what he did, he had no intention of accepting an apology. He just wanted me to… roll with it.
“…Why is this happening to me?”
“Don’t get me wrong. I just didn’t want to accept what Kim Seokjin gave me, so I threw it away on you, who was right next to me.”
“Ah, yeah..”
I clicked my tongue inwardly at Jeong-guk, who seemed slightly disappointed by my words. I teased him, then I liked him. What do you want me to do, really?
…
“…I’m here,”
I approached Jimin, furrowing my eyebrows slightly as he carefully broke the silence in the waiting room by waving the bag of bread I had asked for earlier in his hand.
“Thank you. How much is it?”
“Oh, the money is enough. By any chance···”
“How about talking to Kim Taehyung?”
“…Why is he.”
Jimin spoke quietly to me, looking at my frowning face at Kim Taehyung's words.
“If you do it wrong, your political marriage could end up working out.”
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Long time no see, everyone! I requested my account to be deleted on Fanple, but it wouldn't go through, so I ended up logging back into my account... and while I was at it, I just wrote a bunch of crap. It's been so long since I wrote anything, so my writing is a mess 🥺