The music was loud, nothing covers the floor as the furniture was moved to the far corner of the main hall. Jongin stood in the middle of the floor closing his eyes like he always did while practicing and took a deep breath. He waited and waited for his cue to start moving. Lifting up one foot in a smooth move he slowly tried to remember the steps of his own dance choreography. He was nervous but the smile didn't leave his lips as he tried to imagine how his own moves look even though he couldn't actually see them with his own eyes. He smiled more realizing that his body remembered it all. A knock on his door made him stop almost stepping over his own foot but he managed to keep his feet steady on the ground.