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So it's that time of the month again.

The time that always freaks me out and makes me all sweaty, from anticipation to see if all my hard work gets appreciated. If the weeks and hours full of sweat, tears, pain and shouts have paid off in the end.
That's right.
I'm talking about the Annual Monthly Art Perfomance Night that my school has every month, to show off their best students to the public. Students from Art, Dance, Choreo,Vocal,Design and even Modeling classes show off their skills in front an audience made of parents, students, friends and random people who paid to be there. It's pretty awesome to be able to get the chance to perform in front of people and not just the mirrors or teachers.
But to able to perform, you have to be one of the best.
And that's were my group comes in. Every month we're expected to perform our choreography that we've been planning and practicing for all thoose weeks, from the day we get assigned, down to the last seconds.
I remember that every time before the show, it's either me having a heart attack , or Blue. Since we're kind of like the 'leaders' we have great responsibilites over everyone else, and have to make sure everything is as it's supposed to be. We have to check if the clothes are right, if someone's hurt, how the guys are keeping up mentally, those kind of things. And those extra responsibilites just make me more anxious than I'm supposed to be.
I remember once, back when we just started getting attention, and started performing in front of people, I actually passed out because of how nervous I was.
But now, I'm much more cool and used to it, so I don't panic as much. But, I still get anxious.
And right now I can feel my heart racing, as we head out to go and see how well my group learned the Crazy choreo.
Yep. I won't be performing it with them this time, because the school knows that I won this competition, so I won't be back in sometime, so I can't participate in school activites. It's either you're in or out with my school. They don't play around. Not one bit.
I guess that's why I take Choreo and Dance seriously. It's not a game. It's my whole life.
So me and the guys decided that they would perform it without me, and right now, me and Kris, Sehun and Tao are heading out to go and watch the performance. And I'm really nervous, because I don't know if the guys got serious with learning the choreo or just fooled around while I was gone. Because I usually have to order them about before they realize that they have to work hard, and actually learn this dance. With me not there, I hope that Blue took the lead...correctly, and got something done.
Please.
I don't have a clue why the 3 boys are coming with me though. I told them I just wanted to go so that I could see if they learned the dance, and how well they perform it.
But they still wanted to come to watch the perfomance anyway. They say they couldn't miss the chance to watch all those awesome perfomances that were online, LIVE, right in front of their eyes. So I relactantly let them come along.
With disguises of course. They all covered their hair with snapback/baseball caps and their eyes with nerdy thick-rimmed glasses that covered most of their face. They were barely recongnisable. To me that is. I have no idea if any EXO-Ls at my school will recognize them. I hope not...
The other members wanted to come to, but they were too scared. Those damn saesangs do really crazy and disturbing things, so the boys didn't wanna risk running into their jaws all on their own. But of course, the other 3 said they'd risk it.
Just before we stepped into the van, Kris told me that I'd better put a disguise on too.
"Why would I do that? Am I a idol, and I don't know yet?" I ask teasingly full of grins.
But Kris's face is dead serious. "In a way yes," he answered more seriously than he's ever spoken to me, "you are the famous fan that everyone knows about now. You've even got your own fan group for god's sake!"
"But...I don't think-" I started but was interrupted by Kris taking hold of both my hands and looking at me straight in my eyes, with a pair of the most worried, but beautiful ones I've ever looked into. He squeezes them tightly, but lovingly as he whispers.
"Please...I don't want you to get hurt." his voice sounds like a hurt little puppy.
I just stare into his eyes. I don't know what to do or say. I'm completely lost in those eyes and hands...and my heart's threatening to pop right out my throat from the beating. My breathing gets shallow and I can feel my face burning like someone is holding a lit candle right in front of my cheeks.
Not wanting to make the situation any more awkward, (for me that is, because Kris is just sitting there smiling at me ever so sweetly, while never letting go of my hands) I nod awkwardly, and go back to the dorm and wear a similar attire like the boys.

When I get back, Sehun and Tao are leaning against the van's door asking Kris where I am. When I walk back, I immediately get in the back of the van, never once lifting my head. My blushing hasn't stopped and you can still see I'm red like a tomato, even through my glasses covering my face. The members just shrug off my actions, and get in the van. Kris sits in the driver's seat in front with Sehun, and Tao sits behind with me.
"Ok, so Red, we're ready for your directions." Kris smiles at me through the little mirror on the car's ceiling, and I start blushing even more. Why am I blushing? Get a grip, man!!!
I quietly start giving him directions, as the car pulls out of the SM building and starts skidding down the streets of Seoul.
Did he notice my blushing?

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When we arrive at the school's parking lot it's just as packed as every month. If not more.
We go and buy tickets at the front desk of the school, which is there the second you enter the school building. It's modern and white on the inside. The style is Minimalist and very chic and modern. The first floor is packed with waiting rooms, staff rooms and that's also where all the recording and Vocal classrooms are. The second floor is were all the Dance and Choreo classrooms (dance rooms) are and that's were all the magic happens.
Outside the school building, we have our very own custom made, concert, dance and performance stage room. It's big enough to fit about 800 people. You might think that's a bit much, but actually sometimes it's not enough. This is a very professional school we're talking about, lots of people come to watch the students perform, because they know that these kids got talent, and are worth their time. They're like professionals.
So it's either you go to a SHINee concert, or us.
In fact, everyone knows my group in my neighborhood. We're like the area's idols. A lot of students are actually really popular around Seoul. That's because the schools promotes them correctly,and help the ones with a lot of talent, get popular faster.

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So we found our seats, the disguises working perfectly till' now, and got ready to enjoy the show. Tao even went and bought chips, candies, rice cakes and any other junk snack you can think of. At first I was worried that maybe someone would recognize his voice, if he goes and asks for something, but when he payed for the things and gave the canteen lady a sweet smile, while walking off, I realized the disguises were better than I thought.
Or the canteen lady doesn't have a clue of K-pop idols.
Or all the EXO-Ls were no where near the canteen at that time.
He probably barely escaped with his life.
He skips along and comes and tosses me a bag of popcorn, while plopping down next to Kris, who just happens to be sitting next to me. Why does that make me feel uncomfortable?
Ever since that car incident, I've been feeling a little uneasy around Kris. Why? Just, why? I was cool all this time, and now I can't even look at him without turning a color close to blood.
Sehun is lazily sitting next to me, munching away at a bag of prawn crackers, with his usual cold, uninterested look on his face. But I know he's excited. That's just his face. Sweet Sehun.
I notice that the only one not eating something is Kris.
He just sitting there waiting for the show to beginning. I feel sorry for him, because I remember that he didn't have time to eat a normal meal throughout the whole day, because they've been filming shows back to back today, leaving them with no time to breath,not just eat. He must be hungry.
Because I'm kind of sensitive to hungry and injured people and generally people with problems, I hold out my popcorn bag to him, asking shyly, "Want some?"
He looks at the bag, and then back into my eyes, and with the smirk , closes them shut and opens his mouth wide.
I stare at him blankly and confused, a blush developing.
What does he want?
He peeks one of his eyes open and when he sees my confusion, he says sweetly,
"What? I've got someone with such beautiful hands next to me already holding the bag, and you expect me to feed myself?" he ends it with a wink.
I quickly look away, feeling my cheeks turn a full on blood-color and keep my head down toward the popcorn bag.
His comment has left me blushed, feeling hot and really uncomfortable. Why is Kris acting like this all of a sudden?
W-wait...it's as if he's...
Flirting with me?
No. No.
It's just my imagination, he's just trying to make a joke, trying to make everyone laugh. He doesn't actually mean it.
......right?
When I turn around and see him looking at me seductively dreamily, I just lose it. I start trembling and my heart beats as fast as a Ferrari runs. My eyes widen, and I realize something.
He really was flirting with me.
Why, Kris? Why?
"So, are you gonna give me popcorn or not?" he asks with one raised eyebrow.
"....uh....Uh-" My brain deleted every single thing I could possibly say right now.
So I just stare at him....
After about 2 minutes of rebooting my brain from the Kris virus it just got infected with, I weakly nod, and take some popcorn curnels in my hand.
Kris happily opens his mouth like a little kid, and waits for the salty snack to hit his tongue.
While trying to remember to breathe, I throw the curnels in his mouth.
Then I reach and grab some more, throwing those in too, when Kris doesn't close his mouth. I realized he just wanted more.
After throwing enough to fill his whole mouth with, Kris finally closes his mouth, and sits back chewing the popcorn with a happy look on his face.
When he swallows the last piece, he turns to me with a smile full of love and eyes full of...lust?
Oh crap. He actually looks like he wants to kiss me, or.....worse. Oh please, don't do anything stupid in front of my principal and friends.
When he reaches his hand towards me, I flich back instantly, fearing the worst.
But instead of grabbing the back of my neck, or my waist...he picks up my hand, and he gently brings it to lips, and gives it one of the sweetest but shortest kisses ever.
"Thank you..." he whispers into the skin of my hand.
I instantly pull it away from his grasp and cover my now fully red face with it. Why did Kris do that? Stop confusing me...you're my friend, nothing more...

He just smiles at me like he's looking at a beautiful work of art or something...watching me...wanting me...it's making me sweaty and warm...make that hot.
"Eh...if you guys are finished, I just wanna say that the show's started.." Tao says unimpressed to us.
Kris immediately focuses his attention to the stage in front, but never once loses his previous smile. I stare at the stage too, trying to push what just happened to the back of mind and concentrate on the show and my group.
But, when I see Sehun giving me the thumbs up from the corner of my eye, I immediately feel bothered again.
But I try my hardest to concentrate on the show.

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After a couple of songs sang and dances danced by some really talented students, out come my boys...My group.
They're dressed in black suits with no shirts on the inside, but instead some wierd metal rib-cage shaped things covering their chest. I must admit, it looks cool, like they have a metal ribcage popping out their real rib-cage. Nice. Honestly, they looked like mini-Jonghyuns.
They start the dance and get through it in a breeze, with no mistakes, no problems, no hiccups. Like always. I feel so proud of them.
Oh, and I have to remember to thank Jonghyun later for the awesome help.
When my group is over, the next performance is by the school's best rock group. And so, because you know, it's rock, well, things got a little OUT OF CONTROL.
It all started going wrong when, we started rocking out with everybody, by rocking our heads, jumping around, singing to the chorus, more like SCREAMING to the chorus.
For the first time in my life, I heard the boys sound like horrible teenage boys trying to sing, and not professional singers. They completely missed the notes and sounded horrific. That kind of surprised me, because these boys sing for a living, and yet here they are,sounding like old men, with throat cancer. They're probably doing it on purpose so people won't recognize them.
Then we started head-banging. Yep. Well, we're gonna regret that for the rest of our lives.
We forgot we were undercover, and started getting a little too comfortable, forgetting about staying low and everything. We bashed our heads...until our disguises flew off our faces.
No literally. They flew off our faces.
We shook our heads so hard, that the glasses and hats completely flew off our heads, and flew like 10 seats ahead of us.
Well now we're screwed.
We immediately crouch down low, so that no one sees our faces and start to crawl our way to the exit. But just as we get a couple steps away from the exit, Sehun accidentally trips on a girl's foot, and when she sees who trodded on her foot, she goes beserk and starts screaming, " OH MY GOD!!! IT'S SEHUN!!! GUYS IT'S EXO'S SEHUN!!!"
....crap.
Kris doesn't waste time and grabs us three by our arms and pull/drags us out the building, while saying, "Screw hidding. WE'RE RUNNING!! COME ON GUYS!!" and he then dashes off to anywhere but here. We instantly catch up to him.

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Just when we think we lost the group of psycho EXO-Ls that started hunting us down, and begin to slow down, I hear a sickening crack and crash sound, followed by screaming from Tao, Sehun and a bunch of girls.
I slowly turn around fearing the worst...and see something even worse than prepared for.
I see Kris, lying face down on the street, his face and head drenched in blood, with shatters and pieces of glass lying around him.
I look up to were he was lying.
A outdoor lamp from a shop had collapsed and must've fallen on Kris's head while he was running.
I'm the first to run over to him and turn him around on his back, holding his head in my lap. His face is even more bruised and ripped than his head. His pretty lips are scarred and his eyes are turning black. Every inch of him was red. I knew that the head was the part of the body that bleeds the most, but I didn't realize how much it can actually bleed...I'm panicing. If he loses anymore blood...
Then he probably won't come back to us.
Sehun and Tao are kneeling next to me, crying and calling for help. The sight of them and the hurt Kris breaks my heart.
I've gotten very close to these boys these past weeks, and I don't wanna see them getting hurt or crying. And I especially don't wanna lose one of them...one I've grown so close too...
And it looks he's drawn closer than I thought....
I can't let him die...
All these depressing thoughts have brought tears to my eyes, and being overwhelmed with emotion and determination to help my friends, I cry out all the tears that have gathered in my eyes and soul...I begin to stroke Kris's hair, feeling helpless and terrified...Kris...
I look up with teary eyes, and see all the fan girls just standing there, staring in complete shock and horror.
I start shouting at them, letting all the fear and pain that I'm feeling escape out of my voice,"DON'T JUST STAND THERE!!! CALL AN AMBULANCE!!! DO YOU WANT HIM TO DIE!!!?"
They all start dialling for an ambulance the second I shout at them, pulling them out of their shocked phase.
Sehun and Tao kneel down and hold Kris's hands, while I say, with a sob-broken voice,
"Don't worry Kris...I'm here. You'll b-be fine."
The moment I say those words, I can vaguely see a small smile on the corners on Kris's lips.

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Notes

Ouch...now things are getting serious...I'm so sorry for all the hearts I probably broke with this one...So, I hope you guys start shipping Red & Kris just like me~ x3
Thank you reading~ xoxoxoxox