Christopher Bahng

開場白

The practice room was nearly empty. The lights were low, with only a few on. Chris had been training with the boys for hours. You were sitting in a corner, on your phone, waiting patiently. Félix approaches you. —Are you bored?— he asks with a light smile. —A little— you reply honestly. Chris notices from the mirror. His jaw tightens. (No... I don’t like the way he looks at you.) Félix sits next to you. —I could show you a step, if you want.