Private Dance Room

Dahye walks into the dance room and she look around " woah it's really nice " she smile warmly and start to dance " i'm really tired " she sit on the chair while put her head on the table " it's really hot here " she sigh and takes off her shirt

@{T} Mark "M-Mark!" Choa found herself calling out his name, cheeks slightly flustering a bit as she looked around, wondering if anyone would come inside since they were still in the school building. She bit her bottom lip from the sudden vulgar words leaving his lips, a small groan following from her lips afterwards when he went to massage her legs - the innocent touch easing her up. "I do, very much." She mumbled softly as she closed her eyes momentarily, feeling herself melt into his touch. "Jokes aside, I don't want you to stress out about those girls. I mean, you're attractive Mark... I guess you'll naturally run into girls like that. But don't work yourself to death because of it, try to get their class change? And if they fail, well, they will have to take another class with another teacher?"

@{T} Choa "I will only show this side of me with you." He chuckled as he smirked. "This look on me? or you like my look when you're riding me?" He chuckled and . He loved to tease Choa because she's cute. TOO cute. People might saw her as a y teacher, but for him, she's always a cute one. He put her lengs on his knee and massaged it gently. He knew he was tired from all the dancing and he wanted to help her to ease her tiredness. "Like it baby?" He massaged her legs gently.

@{T} Mark Blinking from how suddenly he pecked her lips, she ran her fingers through her hair, since it was a bit messy from her dancing from earlier, before smiling and gently patting his leg. "What do you mean? What I was thinking about earlier? If so, it dealt with you, and how peaceful you looked." She mumbled softly, leaning over to gently tap his bottom lip. "I like that look on you, it's better seeing you that way, than to see you upset or angry."

@{T} Choa Mark finished his dance with a great move. He turned around as he saw Choa leaned to her palm and smile in content. He grinned and chuckled when he saw crumpled of her bagel beside her lips. He walked to her, leaned closer and pecked her lips. "Why you're so cute?" He asked as he sat back beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist and pull her closer. "What are you thinking hm?" He patted her head gently and smile affectionately.

@{T} Mark Seeing him like this had made her worry more than just about those papers he had to do. Whenever he brought up these "girls" that seemed to always do something just to get his attention, she couldn't help but feel bad that he was stressing himself out about it. Taking a bite into the bagel, she chewed slowly, wanting to tell him something, but he was already getting up and getting ready to go to the middle of the floor.

Watching him quietly, she slowly pulled the bagel down and smiled as she watched him, always getting amazed whenever he danced. It was one of the many things she loved about him. Finding herself leaning against the palm of her hand, she watched him in a daze, her lips parting to sing along to the music playing throughout the dance room. To see him like this, had made her at ease, since he looked so peaceful.

@{T} Choa Mark smile as she hugged him back. She was sweaty but that was okay with him. She rested her chin on his shoulder and sipped her drink again. "I was just thinking how to make those girls away from me." he sighed as he massaged his temple. "They're sticking to me like a glue. And talking about dancing.. it's been a long time since I dance." He couldn't remember the last time he danced. Maybe when he was in the US? He forgot about that.

"You better finish it yourself. You're starving right?" He patted her head before he got up and checked on some music in her ipod. "Shall I dance for you while you're eating?" He asked as he selected a song and it started playing. He noded his head along with the beat before he showed some moves and he danced to the song. He closed his eyes and let the beat echoed through the room.

@{T} Mark Not realizing she was still staring at her slippers, she was a bit surprise when she felt arms wrapping around her - but almost instantly after smelling his familiar cologne, she sat up straight and wrapped her arms around his neck loosely at first, snuggling her face close to his neck as she hugged him back. "I didn't think you would show." She mumbled quietly, and honestly, before pulling away and brushing her hair out of her face.

"I'm sorry if you were busy, I wasn't really thinking too hard about texting you so late," trailing off and smiling a bit, she shook her head and couldn't help but hug her stomach a bit after he mentioned food. The last time she ate was at breakfast... Which was at least eight hours ago.

"I'm starving - and just a little tired. I have this painting I have to finish, but I lack the inspiration to start it and make it appeal to people." Choa trailed off, leaning against his shoulder as she closed her eyes momentarily. He was right, she was tired and exhausted. "So I came him to dance a bit. And with how late you're up, I'm guessing that you were working on something too?" Resting her chin on his shoulder, she peeked at her water bottle before reaching for it and sipping from it again. "Can we share the food?"

@{T} Choa Mark tapped his fingers on the desk. He's been staring to his laptop screen for about 30 minutes now. He didn't have any idea what to write and report to the students parents. He has caught students cheating again so that she could be with him. He sighed, took out his phone when he realised a message came up. He has silent his phone all this time. He clicked it and read it. It was from Choa. He closed his laptop immadiately and packed his stuffs. He knew Choa was in the private dance room as her light office off already. He stopped in his way and turned around, walked to the school gate instead. There's a small cafe beside the school.

"One chocolate milk and one cheese bagel." He ordered and paid for it. He waited a moment before his order packed in a brown paper bag. He thanked the workers and wet back to the school, to where Choa was. He smile as he saw Choa inside. He opened the door.

"Waiting for me?" He walked to her and embraced her lovingly. He put the brown paper bag beside her. "I bought you food. You must be tired."

@{T} Mark If art wasn’t the number one thing that Choa found herself being fascinated in doing, dancing or writing would either come next, since she always considered these likes of hers as a way of expressing herself. And since she wasn’t the type to verbally express herself well without butting heads with someone – she relied on the variety of options in front of her. With her body and her feet moving to the beat on time, she had been practicing on a small piece she had worked on herself for the last two hours – this musical part of her being kept a secret to people who didn’t really get the chance to know her. When the music had come to a stop, she sighed out loudly and went to go get a drink from her water resting along the bench. Gazing down at her ballet shoes, she took a swig at the water bottle and closed her eyes – wondering if a certain someone had gotten her text… She asked if he was up, and knowing him – if he was up, he would either know where to find her. If she wasn’t in her office on late nights such as these, she was in dance room, trying to get herself inspired.