IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS(PROLOGUE)
TITLE: IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS
PAIRINGS:MinHyuk(MINZY/EUNHYUK)FRIENDSHIP
GENRE:AU
RATING:G
SUMMERY: Life and competition are synonymous words for students at SM High.When life, in the disguise of a competition throws two of the most powerful rivals into the same waters, will they be able to thread it or end up drowning each other?
A/N:Written in not more then about ten minutes.I'm in love with this fic already! hope that doesn't change over time.It's something new so I'm uber-anxious about it too... I am confident it'll turn out well in the end though.Because no one will have any expectations of it.LOL.
(PROLOGUE)
It’s that time of the year again. Emotions wild, expectations high. Reluctance and impatience mixed together in a strange combination of adrenaline rushes. Only this time, it’s us in the spotlight. This time, its us standing at those important crossroads of life where you could either choose wisely, work hard, and make it to the top, or you could hold back for a second too long, make one wrong choice and come crashing down.
It’s that time of the year again, where crowds gather around dance maniacs trying to woo the world with their skills. Skills worth sleepless nights and endless days of practice. Skills worth the sweat and tears of four long years.
Only this time, we’re part of the maniacs and not the crowds being wooed. This time it’s us throwing fits over every mismatched move, tantrums over every unsynchronized step.
It’s in the air. The tension. The anxiety. The excitement. The fear. It’s all there, merging into each other and overflowing, so much so that each breath makes that place all the more suffocating. Each passing minute makes the future seem all the more frightening. All the more concrete as surreal as a dream.
The chants, as they grower stronger by the second, lend a strange intensity to my mind’s unrest. They make that strange fire soar inside my heart. They make an alien burning at the base of my stomach awaken. Sending my heart pacing at a rate so much faster then normal ,They make my mind work at a whole different frequency. I feel blood pulsing through my veins and my fingers flex, fists clenching and unclenching on their own accord.
They make a strange energy come to life at the tips of my fingers. I can all but see it spreading like wildfire through my body.
They add a little extra bounce to my step and I have to fight down the urge to snap my fingers, tap my feet to the beat of the inaudible, imaginary music.
It all drowns out at once though, gets replaced by a different fire. The fire of distaste, competence, hatred even., as the crowd makes way for us and we realize just who it is that was being cheered on.
From behind me I hear Bom curse under her breath once before strong hands close up on my forearms, spinning me around, dragging me away from the crowd.
PAIRINGS:MinHyuk(MINZY/EUNHYUK)FRIENDSHIP
GENRE:AU
RATING:G
SUMMERY: Life and competition are synonymous words for students at SM High.When life, in the disguise of a competition throws two of the most powerful rivals into the same waters, will they be able to thread it or end up drowning each other?
A/N:Written in not more then about ten minutes.I'm in love with this fic already! hope that doesn't change over time.It's something new so I'm uber-anxious about it too... I am confident it'll turn out well in the end though.Because no one will have any expectations of it.LOL.
(PROLOGUE)
It’s that time of the year again. Emotions wild, expectations high. Reluctance and impatience mixed together in a strange combination of adrenaline rushes. Only this time, it’s us in the spotlight. This time, its us standing at those important crossroads of life where you could either choose wisely, work hard, and make it to the top, or you could hold back for a second too long, make one wrong choice and come crashing down.
It’s that time of the year again, where crowds gather around dance maniacs trying to woo the world with their skills. Skills worth sleepless nights and endless days of practice. Skills worth the sweat and tears of four long years.
Only this time, we’re part of the maniacs and not the crowds being wooed. This time it’s us throwing fits over every mismatched move, tantrums over every unsynchronized step.
It’s in the air. The tension. The anxiety. The excitement. The fear. It’s all there, merging into each other and overflowing, so much so that each breath makes that place all the more suffocating. Each passing minute makes the future seem all the more frightening. All the more concrete as surreal as a dream.
The chants, as they grower stronger by the second, lend a strange intensity to my mind’s unrest. They make that strange fire soar inside my heart. They make an alien burning at the base of my stomach awaken. Sending my heart pacing at a rate so much faster then normal ,They make my mind work at a whole different frequency. I feel blood pulsing through my veins and my fingers flex, fists clenching and unclenching on their own accord.
They make a strange energy come to life at the tips of my fingers. I can all but see it spreading like wildfire through my body.
They add a little extra bounce to my step and I have to fight down the urge to snap my fingers, tap my feet to the beat of the inaudible, imaginary music.
It all drowns out at once though, gets replaced by a different fire. The fire of distaste, competence, hatred even., as the crowd makes way for us and we realize just who it is that was being cheered on.
From behind me I hear Bom curse under her breath once before strong hands close up on my forearms, spinning me around, dragging me away from the crowd.