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Crouched in his hideout under the sofa, Sasya’s eyes flickered open at the faint sound of machinery operating in the distance. He then focused his keen hearing on the unfamiliar sound outside the door. Wheeeing…… a swift and silent sound slicing through the air. After a moment, Sasya figured out the source of the faint noise. It was the sound of the elevator ascending at high speed. Sasya pressed his cellphone to check the time. It was almost 1 a.m. Originally, it would have been the time he was…-
129.1 K • Ongoing
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Sasya knelt down in the hallway to put on his shoes and looked up the address Karel's secretary had given him on Google Maps. Looking closely at the map, he saw Times Square nearby. He figured he could find the foundation office Georg had mentioned once he got near the station. "I'll pick you up myself." Georg, who wanted to meet formally to explain the offer in detail, had said so at the end of the call. However, Sasya had refused. He thought he could find his way there himself, and above all, he…
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129.1 K • Ongoing
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“Position number one! From plié.” Sasya brushed his aching thighs and assumed the first position. ‘He won’t be interested in this. He isn't one of those ordinary people obsessed with seeing a ballet star.’ ‘Mr. Clements? Who is that guy anyway?’ Sasya took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. No matter how much he thought about it, the possibility of Mr. Clements coming to find him was distinctly low. Moreover, there were sixty students in the morning class, and it…
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Last January, after sending the final letter. New York City Ballet affiliated ballet school, Studio B. “Sasya, extend your arms all the way to your fingertips!” Slap! A harsh hand made a noise as it struck the inside of Sasya’s delicate arm, extended à la seconde. Sasya bit his lip white, the sting making him extend his middle finger to its fullest, his arm aching. “Longer! Allonger!” Seeing Sasya being hit, the other boys froze, becoming even more tense, striving not to be the…
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February 4th [Hello, Mr. Clements. My name is Aleksandr Sedrin. Please call me Sasha. It's written as 'Александр Шедрин' in Cyrillic, but because my name is long and difficult, everyone calls me Sasha. I was very happy to meet you at the party before. Meeting Maestro Romasina and receiving a lifetime position is something I will never forget. Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate you giving me your business card. I know it's not easy for sponsors to give scholarships. I just…
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I have a terrible disease. It is a cancerous lump in the middle of my head. That lump has always gnawed at my mind. It swallowed precious people and chewed up beautiful memories. I prayed to God every night. God, my God. If you are watching me from afar, please grant my wish. Please defeat the monster living in my head. Please help me overcome the disease that is eating me from the inside out. Heaven did not answer. I had to harbor the monster that made me lose the precious thing called ‘memory,’ and…-
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Tick-tock, tick-tock. A broken pendulum swung and made a sound. The boy thought as he fixed the broken pendulum. Mother told him to be a precise person, strong in discernment. She told him to use the rules and constraints set by the world to his advantage before confronting them. She told him not to indulge in greed and not to obsess over instincts. She told him to be strict with himself but generous to others. The boy felt suffocated by all of it. So he threw away the clock he was fixing. ―From…
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Since he was ‘Kim Wijung,’ who enjoyed a fair amount of trust in this school, it wasn’t difficult for him to use the nurse’s office alone. ‘This is convenient.’ With a sarcastic snort, he lay down. And then, just five minutes after struggling against sleep, he lost consciousness. His resistance to nightmares was utterly futile against his exhausted body. ❄️ A creaking sound, as if one side of the bed was tilting, could be heard. It seemed someone had sat down on the edge of the…
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“I told you, why are you looking at me like that?” Again, there was no answer. Shim Jaeyul was certain. “You know me very well.” And just as Wijung was conscious of Shim Jaeyul, Shim Jaeyul was also conscious of Wijung. “Won’t you tell me why you’re doing this?” “....” “If you’re not going to talk, at least hide your gaze.” “....” “Let’s go to the hospital first and talk more.” Shim Jaeyul wasn’t unfamiliar with this tense feeling that dried…
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Wijung didn’t understand why the teacher, who resembled Duke Roberlemon, cared about a bored student, or what he meant by going out and coming back to collect himself. Wijung started to retort but stopped himself and stood up from his seat. Screech. The other students in the class cast anxious glances at Wijung as he stood up without hesitation. The teacher’s already expressionless face hardened even further. His deskmate, sitting next to him, nudged him and asked, “Are you crazy?” Wijung…
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