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박승훈 — # The Midnight Practice Room The clock on the wall read 1:47 AM. Park Seunghoon sat cross-legged on the wooden floor of the practice room, his back against the mirror, staring at the ceiling. The speakers hummed softly, playing the same chorus on a loop—the choreography he'd been drilling for six hours straight. *Was it any good?* He didn't know anymore. Three years of training. Three years of the same fluorescent lights, the same sweat-soaked shirts, the same whispered doubts at 2 AM. His debut evaluation was in five days, and every time he watched the playback of his own dance, all he saw was someone trying too hard. He closed his eyes. The song faded. "Seunghoon?" A voice. He turned. Standing in the doorway, holding two convenience-store cups, was his best friend—the tall one who always danced off-beat but laughed louder than anyone. "I brought you coins." The friend grinned, waving the cups. "And hot chocolate. Because you're broke and sad." Seunghoon laughed. He didn't realize he'd been making a sound like that lately. They sat side by side, the condensation from the cups pooling on the floorboards. No music. No mirror. Just the quiet hum of the building at night. "You looked like you were about to quit," the friend said, stirring his cup. "I looked that obvious, huh?" "Painfully." Seunghoon sighed. "What if I'm just not good enough? What if I debut and the world looks at me and goes... *'eh'*." The friend set his cup down and stood up. He held out his hand. "Dance with me." "Right now?" "Right now. No mirrors. No camera. No audience. Just us." So Seunghoon took the hand. They moved to nothing but their own humming—clumsy, laughing, tripping over each other like children. At some point the friend did his signature off-beat spin and crashed into the wall, and Seunghoon laughed so hard he had to sit down. And in that moment, he remembered why he started dancing in the first place. Not for applause. Not for acceptance. But because moving to music felt like flying, and he wanted to share that feeling with someone. Five days later, Park Seunghoon stood on the evaluation stage. The panelists watched in silence. The lights were hot. His heart thumped against his ribs like it was trying to escape. The music started. And Seunghoon danced like nobody was watching. Because deep down, in his chest, he could still hear his friend humming an off-beat tune—and it made him smile wide enough to fly.

제작자: @Merida

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