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— Let's Dance

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3

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pairing/s: BEBE! Bada Lee x Jam Republic! Reader x Wolf'Lo! Chocol

warnings: None so far, an unrealistic description of being an exchange foreign student, might confuse some words in ballet (as most of them are only through research and not based on experience).

description: A professional ballet dancer in Street Woman Fighter Season 2? (Y/N) Bae, a 23-year-old ballet and dance prodigy enters the fighting arena alongside the infamously known crew, Jam Republic. Making the team's aura far more intimidating despite being clad in soft pink and white clothing, adorned with astonished faces and friendly smiles. As the young woman entered the arena with curious eyes and small smile, the other teams couldn't help but awe at her beauty and elegant aura, unknowingly capturing the eyes of two charismatic dancers.

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"Monika, our fight judge. What will be your criteria today?" Kang Daniel, the host, asked Monika once the commotion has died down.

"Honestly, some of the dance leaders here have been a dance contest judge for a long time. So, I dare say, I'll be cruelly objective and consider only what I see here. I won't consider my seniors' achievements in the past but only by result."

Shownu followed up next. “Based on what I’ve learned in my music career, and my sincere love for this show, I’ll evaluate your dance honestly.”

“Everybody in here is a professional. I don’t need to tell you that, and it’s going to be whoever’s day it is today. I have much respect for all of you guys. I’ll do my best to be a perfect judge for you today.” Mike Song concluded.

(Y/N) nodded and clapped in appreciation. The fact that the judges said their objectives loudly and unapologetically made her breathe a sigh of relief. Especially since her senior and former teacher, Baby Sleek, is a participant of this competition. In her mind, and mostly the minds of the others, Baby Sleek is untouchable on the dance floor.

Her heart dropped at the thought of battling one-on-one with her former teacher. She is confident in her skills and talent on the dance floor, but facing off against Baby Sleek – she’ll be lucky if she even gets one vote from the judges. Everything she learned about freestyle dancing and hip hop stems from her.

The final person to be introduced was none other than DJ SOM before the rules of the challenge were explained. Each dancer will be given 40 seconds to dance. When it’s over, the judges will hold up their cards to decide the winner. But if two or more judges ask for a rematch, the two dancers will dance at the same time to determine the winner. According to the results, the crew will get a chip to put it on the crew board and count the wins and losses.

“No Respect, Battle with the Weakest Dancer. We’ll begin Round One!” The room burst into cheers once again when Kang Daniel announced the official start of the battle.

(Y/N) held up her interlinked hands with Ling and Emma as she cheered and stomped her feet in excitement. “Let’s go!”

“Oh my gosh, it’s starting!” Ling exclaimed, turning from side to side to warm up her body.

“I’m so nervous right now,” Emma admitted and leaned against (Y/N). The older girl giggled at her team mate and wrapped her arm around her. Running her hand up and down against the younger one’s arm to soothe her nerves.

“I know! Me too, but this is all so exciting!”

“Easy for you to say,” Ling nudged her. “You’re the most experienced freestyle battler in here other than Emma.”

“That doesn’t make it any less nerve-wrecking, Ling.” She nudged the girl back and squeezed her hand. They turned their attention back to the MC as he’s about to announce who will open the first dance battle of the season. “Who do you think it’s going to be?”

(Y/N) shrugged, “I don’t know. Hopefully they start out the season with a bang.”

“The first dancer for the first battle is…”

Jam Republic leaned in their seats in anticipation, holding their breath for as long as Kang Daniel trailed off. Hearts throbbing against their chest.

“From 1MILLION, Redy.” The 1MILLION crew immediately stands up from their seat to cheer their fellow member on. A tall girl clad in white cap, white long-sleeved clothing, and dark jeans stands up and makes her way down the seats.

From what (Y/N) could recall from the evaluation, Redy started dancing at 16 years old with a unique style. To her surprise, Redy was older than her by 2 years despite looking so young.

“I wonder who her No Respect Dancer is,” (Y/N) thought as she leaned back in her seat. “Do you think it’s one of us?”

“Doubt it,” answered Emma. “she might pick someone whose style is completely different from her. Or pick someone she has a bad blood with, it’s not uncommon.”

(Y/N) hummed in agreement, feeling her body relax. What Emma said earlier was true, it isn’t uncommon when it comes to dance offs. Some people tend to choose their opponents based on their past. Personally, she finds the means distasteful and unprofessional; but, it can’t be helped. She, herself, had experienced to being picked for the same reason when she was on competitions.

“If she picks someone she has beef with, do you think she’ll give us a good fight or not?” Emma shook her head in response.

“Probably not, it’s usually not a good idea to pick someone from the past. Emotions and tensions could rise and get in the way of a good freestyle.”

“That’s true,” (Y/N) nodded as she watches Redy walk in front to the center of the arena with a microphone between her hands.

As Redy started to speak, she walked towards the space of Wolf’Lo, surprising them and (Y/N). “Oh my gosh is she picking one of them?” The girl held her hand up to her mouth in shock when the girl clad in white continued to walk towards the orange team.

“The No Respect Dancer, I choose…” Redy trailed off once again and (Y/N) couldn’t help but smile at her braveness if she ever picks one of the dancer from Wolf’Lo.

She then turned to the other way, making (Y/N) puff out her cheeks in disappointment. As heavy as the tension is right now, one member of Wolf’Lo couldn’t help but grin at her adorable (from what she noticed so far) mannerisms.

Jam Republic watches as Redy takes a u turn and walks to the other side of the arena as she announces who her No Respect Dancer is, “it’s Bada of BEBE.”

The arena erupted in cheers. (Y/N) shoots up from her seat with a squeal and watches as Bada nods her head and stands up, flipping the bottled water in her hand as she did so.

“That was so cool,” she whispered with a quiet, girlish giggle. Ling and Emma laughed at their team member and joined her as she stands up, wanting to see the commotion clearly.

“Bada isn’t even dancing yet,” Ling teased to which (Y/N) just hushed her.

“She’s the famous, trendy choreographer right?” The ballet dancer nodded to Emma’s question.

“Her strongest link is making choreographies. Most popular K-pop dances was made by her. Since she’s more known for her choreographed works, I’m excited to see her freestyle.”

The two dancers began pacing around in the dance floor. There was a noticeable heavy tension in the air as they both prepare for the fight. Everyone is talking about their past, making the atmosphere heavier than it already was.

“Redy of 1MILLION, you chose Bada of BEBE as your No Respect Dancer.” Kang Daniel started.

“I don’t respect you, that’s it.” Redy stated bluntly. Bada placed a hand to her ear as she talks, mockingly insinuating that she’s listening closely to what she says. The room erupted in cheers, even judge Mike has his jaw on the floor.

“Not Redy, Soo Bin!” Bada exclaimed, using Redy’s real name. “You’re still an eight-grader to me.”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened at the drama that was unfolding right in front of her, wishing she has something she can chew or sip on as she watches their back and forth. A shocked laugh escaped her mouth when Bada called her an eight-grader.

“Wait, what did she say?” Ling questions when her ear piece stops working momentarily, unable to catch the insult Bada threw at her opponent. Her expression turned to shock immediately after (Y/N) translated it to her. “Oh, damn. She’s a gangster right?”

“Yeah,” Latrice said, “I like her energy.”

Jam Republic laughs as Redy mimicked a baby by placing her thumb to between her lips. (Y/N) claps her hands in excitement as Kang Daniel announces the first attack to be made by Redy followed by Bada.

“Let’s go!” She shouts, bouncing on her toes.

“The two dancers’ battle begins now. You guys ready?!” (Y/N) claps even harder when she heard the infamous line. “Fight!”

Music filled the arena and the lights dimmed, the 40 second timer appeared on the huge screen and all dancers are hyped to watch the fight. The first beats of the music started and Redy started grooving into the music, her members cheering her on from behind her.

(Y/N) watched with keen eyes as Redy danced. The older girl was flexible, that’s for sure, and she is hitting the beats. Redy’s style was certainly unique. However, in her opinion, it lacks in any form of wow factor.

She still cheered and clapped her hands afterwards and the music switched, signalling Bada’s turn. Her voice increased in volume when Bada spins and comes up to Redy’s face, standing tall to enunciate their height difference without the use of words.

“I hate it when people use their height!” She giggled when she heard Chocol whined.

“Oh my gosh!”

“Oh my gosh, she’s so tall!” Ling and (Y/N) exclaimed at the same time. The latter girl hides her face in her hand, parting her fingers so she can still see the battle as she feels them become hot. Their eyes momentarily meets for a second and she swore the corners of Bada’s lips curved up for a second.

The eye contact didn’t last long when Bada suddenly swats the air on the top of Redy’s head. (Y/N)’s eyes stayed glued to Bada’s dancing, mesmerized at the clean and sharp moves she does. She couldn’t help but cheer at the way Bada hits each beat of the music and the way she grooves. Bada’s time comes to an end as she spits the piece of paper in her mouth. The room erupted in cheers and claps and at the end of the battle.

“What the heck,” Ling said in astonishment as they sit back down.

“That was so good,” (Y/N) said. “A great battle to start off the season.”

Everyone returned to their respective seats as Redy, Bada, and Kang Daniel stands at the center for the announcement of the results. When the cards flipped, 3 blue cards appeared at the judge’s hands.

Team BEBE cheered as they secured their first win, and Bada certainly secured a title for herself as one of the most talented and skilled individuals of the show. The dancers returned to their seats as the judges tells their thoughts about the battle.

“I was impressed by both of you,” Shownu started, “Redy of 1MILLION shocked me. But, I reckon that Bada’s move suited the song more and she was more relaxed.”

“I’ll be honest to help you improve, you’re still and eighth-grader even from my point of view.” Emma, Ling, and (Y/N)’s mouth parted in shock at Monika’s comment, feeling bad for the 1MILLION dancer. “But, Bada is certainly out of this league.”

“Damn,” was (Y/N)’s only comment – watching as BEBE place their first chip on the win score board and Bada attach the chip on the lose side of 1MILLION’s board.

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A short break was conducted after the first battle between Bada and Redy. Jam Republic sat around in a circle as they debriefed about the event earlier. As they talked however, (Y/N) couldn’t help but point out the several eyes that is currently looking in their direction. More specifically:

“You got a lot of eyes on you Kirsten,” she whispered towards her leader. “Not just the dancers, but the judges as well.”

“Really?” Kirsten smiles before she looks around. Sure enough, there were several dancers looking at her direction, even Monika and Shownu.

The rest of the team giggled when Kirsten smiled giddily at them, feeling a burst in her confidence.

“I think they’re looking forward to see you dance,” Latrice tapped her shoulders. They returned to their original positions when Kang Daniel came back to the center.

“The next dancer to participate in the one-on-one battle is,” he pauses for dramatic effect. “Jam Republic’s Kirsten!”

The room once again erupted in cheers and claps as the most anticipated dancer of the season smiles and makes her way towards the middle.

“Hello,” the leader greeted with a chuckle. “No Respect Dancer that I would like to defeat…”

As she trailed off, the dancers’ eyes shift from side-to-side in anticipation with a touch of agitation and intimidation. They could feel Kirsten’s intimidation aura, and most of them are terrified at the thought of going one-on-one with her.

“Waackxxxy.” She said, gesturing to the said dancer who grinned from her seat.

The teams and even Monika acclaims in delight as they are about to witness a great battle between two, strong dancers.

From the evaluation, Waackxxxy is a phenomenal dancer with powerful moves and an unmatched energy. Kirsten immediately picked her as her No Respect Dancer to push herself. Jam Republic and Mannequeen members stands behind their respective dancer who will compete on one-on-one.

“When I watched the video, you were world-class and I would love to take you on. Let’s Battle.” Waackxxxy nodded her head in appreciation. The other dancers and Monika praised Kirsten for her admirable action to take on a strong battler.

“Thank you so much for liking my video and class, but, I’ll show you my dance. Okay, let’s go.” (Y/N) clasped her hands in front of her and rests her chin on top of it, hyped for the battle between her leader and the well-known international dancer, Waackxxxy.

“Let’s go Kirsten!” She cheered.

“The world-class choreographer and the world-class waacking dancer. The battle of the two dancer begins now. You guys ready? Fight!”

The DJ starts the music and Waackxxxy of Mannequeen goes first. From the get-go, everyone could see the charisma and the reason why Waackxxxy is considered as a world-class battler. Her body control and energy is so insane that Jam Republic couldn’t help but also hype her up.

Waackxxxy ended her time with a strong side-eye on Kirsten’s direction. When the switch was announced, (Y/N) started jumping up and down as she cheered loudly for her leader.

“Come on, Kirsten! Bring it!” Latrice yelled.

The screams increased when Kirsten and Waackxxxy circled each other, following the beat of the music.

“That was fu- insane!” Ling and Latrice laughed hysterically when a curse word almost escaped (Y/N)’s mouth.

Jam Republic continued to cheer their leader on as the battle went on. (Y/N) was so hyped that she slipped and lost her footing momentarily. Luckily, someone immediately stabilizes her before she could fall.

(Y/N) looks up to thank the person who caught her, only to blush brightly as her eyes met Bada’s shadow-covered eyes and a concerned face.

“Are you okay?” Bada asked, still holding onto her elbow.

She hummed and flashed her a grin. “Mhm, thank you!”

They stared at each other for a few moments with a small smile and blush dusting their faces without saying a word. It’s as if it was just the two of them in the room together as the noises seem to quiet down, fading into the background.

(Y/N) snapped out of it when Kang Daniel announced the end of the battle, immediately turn to find Kirsten walking towards their side. She thanks Bada one last time before rushing to her leader’s side to congratulate her for the amazing battle.

Bada remained standing there, running her hand on the back of her nape to will her pounding heart to calm down. A grin makes it way to her face as she returns to her seat, not noticing Lusher who saw the whole interaction and is hiding a smile behind her hand. Making a mental note to tease her leader about it later.

The judges showed their cards. Monika and Mike holds both cards for Jam Republic and Mannequeen, signalling a rematch between both dancers.

The rematch starts and both dancers still held their ground as they showed two variation of dance style. It ended up with another rematch when Monika showed 2 cards, much to the surprise of everyone.

“I can only choose one?” She asked exasperatedly, clearly in distress to choose between the two when Kang Daniel nodded and held up one finger. “That’s insane. I can’t do that!”

“Whoever you pick will be the winner. The victory lies in your hands.”

(Y/N) feels her heart pound against her chest, holding her clasped hands against her and prayed for Jam Republic’s first win. “Please, please, please, please.” She muttered underneath her breath.

“Here I go,” Monika concluded. The count down started until finally, she held up a pink card.

Kirsten cemented Jam Republic’s first win.

Jam Republic cheered while Mannequeen slumped their shoulder in dejection.

“Great job, Kirsten!” (Y/N) cheered as she gave Kirsten a side hug and a grin.

“That was insane!”

“Good job!” They praised their leader.

Across the room, Waackxxxy is visibly enraged and disappointed with the results of the battle.

“In this last round, both dancers were at the same level.” Mike Song stated. “But Kirsten grabbed my attention a little more.”

“That was such a great battle. It was so energizing. The reason I chose Kirsten at the end, was that she made the song come alive a bit more and I weighed that more importantly. Rather than being too serious, I had no choice but to give it to the person expressing the song. That’s why I hope you understand my decision. Although it was a very difficult one.” Monika concluded.

(Y/N) clapped enthusiastically as Kirsten place a winning chip on their score board. That happiness didn’t last long however, when Kang Daniel announced the next opponent. Another member of Mannequeen, Yoonji.

From the dancer’s expression, the anger was obvious from the way stomped down the seats and towards the middle.

“I’m so scared,” Ling said and Emma agreed.

“She seems crazy.” The younger one replied, feeling on edge because of Yoonji’s attitude.

(Y/N) sits stiffly on her seat, eyes narrowed and feels goosebumps crawl up her arms and neck. “She looks like she’s plotting revenge,” she stated lowly.

They watch as Yoonji paced around back and forth in agitation.

“I’m very angry right now,” she confessed, still pacing around. “Mannequeen has come here as the crew known to be the strongest in battles. I think it’s time we showed that.”

(Y/N) smirked at her insinuation, finding it a tad difficult to believe since Baby Sleek and her crew is also a part of this competition.

“I’ve said this already, but who’s the one chewing up and spitting out battles lately?” Yoonji said, making a beeline towards 1MILLION and standing in front of Lia Kim.

“This battle. I can show you later.” (Y/N) let out a sharp laugh when Yoonji left Lia Kim alone as soon as she got there. She’s certainly entertaining.

“Kirsten, come out girl,” Yoonji suddenly stated quite forcefully as she gestured Kirsten to come out. The woman mentioned gave a small smile to Yoonji as she stands up and place her jacket on her sear.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but tilt her head to the side and bit her bottom lip in annoyance, feeling rather protective of her leader.

“I’m going to take revenge for my sister. Come out, girl!”

(Y/N) huffed as she immediately followed her leader and stand 2 feet directly behind her, eyes narrowed and focused on Yoonji. The other members of Jam Republic soon followed with nervous smiles on their faces, but the latter members face was devoid of any emotion.

“I’m going to show you who is the hottest girl in South Korea!” Yoonji exclaimed as her crew cheered her on. “You know, girl? I’m going to show you.”

When (Y/N) saw Yoonji walk towards Kirsten and got near her face, a small smile graced her lips – devoid of any humour, as she too walked towards Kirsten, standing directly behind her and held her elbow. She stands tall in front of Yoonji and looks down at her, taking inspiration from Bada Lee and uses her height for advantage, to which Team BEBE squealed.

The other crew also howled in astonishment as she did so.

“Bada-unnie you influenced her already?!” Tatter exclaimed as she shakes her leader’s arm back and forth.

“What is it with tall people and comparing heights?! I’m so jealous right now!” Bada laughs as her members whined. She leaned forward in her seat with her hands clasped together, feeling oddly satisfied with the way (Y/N) seemed to copy her move.

While Kirsten nodded gracefully at her opponent, (Y/N) snickers when Yoonji’s gaze flickered upon her for a moment before going back to the other side where her crew is.

(Y/N) slightly pulled Kirsten back and leans down to whisper in her ear, “you okay?”

Kirsten, not the slightest bit intimidated, just nodded at her with a grin. “Word, she says ass fat.” The taller girl laughed at her leader when she stuck her tongue out.

“(Y/N) is so scary now!”

“She’s giving off protective older sibling vibes oh my gosh!” Mina Myoung exclaimed, watching as (Y/N) now jokes along with the other members. “Look at how she switches! She’s back to being all smiley now!”

“What were you teaching her Baby Sleek?!” Haechi asked after witnessing it. The older girl said nothing but gave her a shrugged shoulder and a proud smile.

Chocol said nothing but continues to watch with a small smirk, loving the feisty and protective attitude of the taller girl of the pink team. Hoping that after the show, she’ll come running to Baby Sleek so she can have an excuse to finally introduce herself.

Or maybe, she’ll have the chance to introduce herself on the dance floor. Maybe flirt a little as well.

“I’m going to show you who is the queen!” Mannequeen cheered as Yoonji yelled before mocking the moves of Kirsten earlier by swaying her hips from side-to-side. The yellow-team crew member gives her a side-eye, looking up at her up and down in a condescending manner.

Kirsten, unbothered, just smiled at her opponent. The same can’t be said towards her ballet dancer member who was seething in annoyance.

“I’m excited,” Kirsten started. “Let’s see. We’re here in Korea now, so, let’s see.”

The members of the crew once again stood behind their respective member competing. Yoonji and Kirsten paced around as they prepare themselves.

“We have Yoonji from Mannequeen going first.” Kang Daniel announced. Yoonji immediately went to the front and strike up a pose. “Jam Republic’s Kirsten will go in second.”

(Y/N) sat beside Latrice and Ling as the host began, “the next battle between these two dancers, are you guys ready?! Let’s go! Fight!”

Yoonji moves her body as the first beat of the music starts, starting off strong and fierce. (Y/N) bites her lip out of irritation when she mockingly hits Kirsten with her elbow, to the point where she almost believed it hits her leader when Kirsten played along.

The Mannequeen dancer ended her dance strong when she made her way towards where the judges are, much to the delight of everyone.

“She’s a great dancer, but I think she got a tad bit overemotional,” (Y/N) whispered towards Latrice as she claps after her performance. The latter girl nods in agreement before standing up in excitement when the host announces the switch, meaning, its Kirsten’s turn to perform.

(Y/N) bounces on her toes with a huge grin on her face as she watches her leader dance. Even more so when she dances around Yoonji’s figure without touching her, showing the immense amount of body control she has. Jam Republic watched with a face of impress and admiration, shouting in delight when Kirsten snaps her hips.

“That was insane!” She exclaimed once the battle ended. It wasn’t long before the judges showed the cards of the winning result of the battle.

And three yellow cards were faced.

Mannequeen cheers loudly for the victory while Jam Republic claps their hand. Sure, the battle didn’t end up in their favour, but it is understandable since Yoonji conveyed a lot through her dance.

Once the emotion of frustration simmered down, Yoonji shakes Kirsten’s hand with a smile and pulls her for a hug. Thanking her for the battle and saying I love you to her.

On their way to their seats, (Y/N) wrapped her arm around Kirsten’s shoulder and congratulated her, saying the same to Yoonji when they passed her by. Although the battle was intense and heated, there was no point in starting unwanted rivalry outside of the dance floor.

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Another break was conducted after a few battles from Jam Republic and other teams. Emma, Latrice, Audrey, and Ling had already participated in their own respective battles. Ling battled against Cera which takes her by surprise, both of them had chosen her as their No Respect Dancer to push themselves. (Y/N) is the only Jam Republic member who have yet to battle anyone.

“(Y/N) has yet to dance, right?” A member from Deep N’ Dap says, looking at the direction of the Jam Republic who was talking animatedly with her team.

“Mhm, I’m really excited to see her dance though.” Another member responded.

However, the long wait is about to be over.

“The next challenger of the battle, Cera of Mannequeen.”

Howls and cheers rang through the arena, everyone had witnessed the intense and captivating performance of Cera earlier when she battled Ling. The member of Mannequeen adorned in her iconic green dress made her way towards the center with a smirk on her face, her members cheers as they follow closely behind her.

A mic was handed to her, the crowd became silent, and she walks around.

“The No Respect Dancer I chose to battle…” she trails off, making her way towards 1MILLION.

“From 1MILLION?” Mini questioned as she watches Cera stop right in front of the white team. The members looked up at her with their hearts on their throat, terrified of the idea that one of them has to face off against her.

“My No Respect Dancer…” she trails off again, but this time, she walks towards the next team. “Is Jam Republic’s (Y/N). Come on.”

Everyone’s lost their minds as Cera called out the Jam Republic dancer.

“Yehey!” Audrey cheered – shooting up from her seat with a bounce on her step.

“Wah! This is like the battle of the Prima Ballerina’s!” Harimu yelled from her stand.

(Y/N)’s cheeks puffed as it’s filled with water, Cera called her in the middle of her taking a sip, but she didn’t complain. It’s just hard for her to grin with all the water in her cheeks. Though, everyone can still see the joy in her eyes.

She gulped down everything and stands up with a clap, grinning from ear-to-ear as she bows in greeting to Cera, holding her hands against her chest. They make their way to the center of the arena with their team following closely behind them. The two dancers stand in between Kang Daniel, standing tall with microphones handed to each of them. She bows one more time towards Cera before standing tall with a smile on her face, excited to battle one of the strongest battlers in the show.

Her opponent clad in green dress bows along with her before standing up straight and switched her face into battle mode – a stoic face with an arched brow, as if wanting to end her. (Which, not gonna lie, (Y/N) 100% will let her).

“Cera of Mannequeen,” Kang Daniel began, “why did you pick (Y/N) as your No Respect Dancer?”

“It’s not that I don’t respect (Y/N) as a dancer,” Cera started, holding the mic to her lips with one hand. “Quite the opposite actually, but, it’s time to show the people who the best ballerina battler is.”

The whole arena cheers and awes at what Cera said whilst (Y/N) just giggled and nodded her head. If there was one thing she always takes pride in, it’s her dancing skills and techniques in ballet.

“Cera-unnie, first of all, thank you for choosing me as your No Respect Dancer.” She bows down again, “however, if I am to prove anything to everyone here today – is that ballet is my style, and I am one of the best out there.”

Amidst the loud roars of the others dancers in the background, Ling, Kirsten, and Audrey’s cheers seems to be the loudest among them.

Cera smirked at the determination of her opponent keeping eye contact with her, and (Y/N) didn’t back down.

The two dancers briefly walked back to the side where their crew members are at for a warm-up, and (Y/N) takes this opportunity to remove her sneakers to change into the dance shoes.

“Is she changing her shoes for this battle?” Monika questioned – perplexed and intrigued. Mike Song just grins widely as he leaned forward, excited at the intense battle that is about to happen.

“Wah, she’s changing her shoes,” Bada commented, looking at the Jam Republic dancer who is currently leaning to one of her members while adjusting her shoes. “She’s putting her best foot forward for this battle.”

Tatter and Lusher agreed, keeping their eyes trained on the ballet dancer, eager to watch her dance.

“You got this girl,” Latrice said. Offering her arm for (Y/N) to stabilize herself as she changes her shoes. “Show her and everyone what you’re made of.”

“Thank you,” (Y/N) replied. Jumping in her place to feel the shoes beneath her feet.

“Kill everyone who doubted you with your dance.” Jam Republic laughed at the seriousness in Audrey’s voice, taken aback by her.

The lights dimmed once the two dancers made their way towards the center, Kang Daniel exchanged glances with the two women in the middle of the dance floor with a smile on his face.

“The battle between two ballerina dancers will begin now. You guys ready?!” Kang Daniel announced. Cera and (Y/N) eyed each other up and down, one with a stoic, daring look, standing tall and elegantly, while the other is currently sporting a small smile on her lips as she cracks her head from side-to-side.

“Let’s go (Y/N)!”

“Show them what you’ve got!”

“Kill this battle (Y/N)!”

The other Jam Republic members cheers can be heard from all over the room before the battle can even begin.

“Fight!”

The music started playing as soon as Kang Daniel said the word. Cera starts her iconic slow walk while keeping her eye-contact with (Y/N). It’s quite intimidating, but (Y/N) held her ground, admiring the determination in Cera’s eyes.

Cera started moving her arms at each beat of the music, before adding her own twists and turns before she does her iconic leg move. (Y/N)’s face scrunched up in disgust, indicating a sick and impressive move done by her opponent as she hits every beat of the music.

The Mannequeen dancer comes close to you, pointing at you with a single finger and pointing it up and down your figure. (Y/N) bit her lower lip as she arched her brow and titled her head. Leaning her head down a bit to stare at Cera with lidded yet seductive eyes.

The whole crowd went crazy with her looks.

She can’t deny the charisma and confidence of Cera in this battle, the latter really is showing years of experience in battling and the undeniable musicality she seemingly naturally possess.

As Cera’s time comes to an end, you used a sign language taught to you by Baby Sleek and signalled her to hurry up – much to the surprise of the other members of Wolf’Lo.

“She knows how to use it?!” Yeni asks in surprise, bringing her hands up to her head. Baby Sleek is the only one looking focused at the battle, eager for you to showcase your dance while the others had their jaws dropped.

Kang Daniel counts the last 3 seconds of Cera’s time, the woman comes close to your face and circled you whilst flipping your hair – just like what she did to Ling, before walking back confidently to the side of her team.

“3, 2, 1, switch! (Y/N) of Jam Republic!”

The members of Jam Republic screamed once the opening of Partition by Beyonce starts playing. (Y/N) smirks, stepping slowly forward towards the middle, mimicking a seductive wave after she flips her hair once the “hey, Ms. Carter” starts playing.

Everyone went wild once the beat drops – along with (Y/N) as she suddenly drops down to her knees and starts to doing some sensual floor works. The judges and competitors alike went ballistic at her opening moves, and it was just beginning.

(Y/N) kept her eyes on Cera the whole time, still with that lidded gaze. She slowly stands up, spinning fast with the beat in an insanely clean and controlled manner. She then did some popping and locking, showcasing her prowess in other styles of dancing other than ballet much to the delight of the judges and her team mates. She hits every beat of the song while sometimes taking the lyrics into account of her movements – showing a great control of her body and unparallel musicality.

“This is so crazy!” Monika yells as she keeps her eyes trained at (Y/N).

Chocol couldn’t look at anywhere else once (Y/N) started dancing. She has her arms crossed against her chest as she watches intensely with a impressed smirk plastered on her face. She walks down the steps to have a better view of the dancer dancing before her.

She finds it impressive at how she uses various techniques and moves of ballet and other styles to incorporate it in her moves. It looks complicated, but she makes it look so seemless and effortless.

Bada, on the other side of the arena, finds it hard to contain her emotions as she watches the Jam Republic dancer. She’s constantly shouting, impressed by the moves executed by the young dancer. She holds onto her cap as her jaw drops once (Y/N) did an aerial.

She claps and screams along with the rest of her team as she continues to watch her with a starstruck gaze and jaw dropped. Lusher takes one glance at Bada before she bursts out laughing.

“Oh my gosh your totally whipped Bada-unnie!” She laughs, slapping Bada’s arm as she threw her head back.

Bada immediately flushed red and attempted to cover it with a cough, but it still wasn’t enough to tear away her gaze from the performing dancer of the pink team.

While (Y/N) remained oblivious to the pairs of eyes staring at her, she focused on ending her battle with a bang. As Kang Daniel signals the last 5 seconds of her time, she makes her way towards Cera – mimicking the way she circled around her earlier, but with her own seductive walk. She stopped in front of her, bending down to her eye level whilst blowing a kiss with a wink, wiggling her fingers in a goodbye motion before walking back to her team with a smile and playing with her hair as she shakes her head from side-to-side.

(Y/N)’s members hyped her up as she walks towards them. She laughs as Audrey and Ling jokingly bows down to her like a royalty, making the others follow soon after. She covers her laughs underneath her hands to also hide the redness that’s painting her cheeks.

Everyone went ballistic. Screaming their heads off at the intense yet entertainingly fun battle between the ballerina’s of Mannequeen and Jam Republic.

She then turns back around to face Cera who has a smile on her face, bowing down at her in gratitude for the battle. She continued bowing to everyone who was still in shock by the battle – her heart swelled with pride once she sees Monika standing up with a shocked smile on her lips as well as Mike Song and Shownu who were clapping.

“Good girl, (Y/N)!” Baby Sleek yells, clapping her hands. The mentioned girl heard it and snaps her head towards her, holding her hands to her chest before bowing deeply. She can feel tears well up in her eyes but she shakes her head to avoid them from falling down.

Her former teacher praised her loudly and openly. The highest compliment she could ever receive from this competition.

“That was intense!” Lusher exclaimed, sitting back down in her seat once the commotion started dying down.

“They really showed their battling skills. Their confidence is through the roof!” Mini exclaimed. “Honestly, whoever wins this deserves it.”

(Y/N) and Cera makes their way back to the center of the dance floor. Breathing heavily after the intense battle they shared.

“Fight judges,” Kang Daniel starts, “cards open.”

(Y/N) could hear her heart ponding against her chest and in her ears as she fiddles with her fingers. All the judges visibly look like they’re having a hard time deciding on their choices. She reminds herself that whatever the outcome of the battle is, she gave it her best. Yet, she still wants to secure a win for her team.

And then, the cards are flipped.

And everyone cheered.

Monika holds two cards – pink and yellow.

While Shownu and Mike Songs holds a single, pink card.

(Y/N) almost drops to the ground because of relief.

Cera and Mannequeen sighs in defeat and in dismay while the Jam Republic members – specifically Audrey, Ling, and Kirsten, cheers loudly.

(Y/N) makes her way towards Cera and offers her hand, “you are amazing! I love your dance! You are simply amazing out there and thank you for the wonderful battle. It was an honour to compete with you. I hope we can be good friends in the future because you are simply just amazing!”

Cera coos at the adorable ramble of her opponent and pulls her to a hug. “Thank you, thank you too for that battle. I love you, you’re amazing too out there! We must definitely meet up sometime after this.”

(Y/N) grins and pats her back before they separate. “We should do this more often!” Cera laughs before she and her team makes their way towards their seats.

“Way to go (Y/N)!” Kirsten exclaims as she holds onto her arm.

“You really killed it out there!”

“Thank you guys, that was so great. I really want to be close friends with Cera now.” Ling giggles at her comment.

The rest of her team continues to praise her with compliments and congratulations on their way back to their seats. As (Y/N) makes eye contact with her former teacher, she flashes her a grin and a thumbs up. Baby Sleek returns her gestures with a wink and a nod.

Kirsten adds a win chip to their board while (Y/N) makes her way towards Mannequeen to place a lose chip on their board, bowing down at the members and thanking them for a wonderful fight.

“I can’t even be mad at her,” Yoonji starts, “she’s too polite for me to be mad at us loosing.”

“The whole team is,” Redlic agrees.

“Judge Mike Song, why did you choose (Y/N) as the winner?” Kang Daniel asks once everyone settled down to their seats.

“First of all, the two dancers are very powerful and seasoned in battles – they showed it to us! It was one of the very entertaining and very fun battles this day that’s for sure, and for that, I want to thank the two of you.”

(Y/N) and Cera bows their head in gratitude with huge smiles on their faces and everyone claps. Kirsten and Latrice pats their team mate of her shoulders with a grin on their faces.

“Choosing between the two of you is almost torture!” Mike Song jokingly sighs with a shake of his head, causing everyone to laugh at his dramatic tone. “However, the reason I chose (Y/N) at the end is because of the versatility she showcased us. The body control, the movements, the flow of each step was like water! It was so fluid and she did it with such grace and confidence. So, (Y/N), I hope to see more of you in this competition, because you really killed it out there.”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but stand and bow deeply towards Mike Song and thanked him. The rest of the crews claps and awes at the high praise the member of Jam Republic received from one of the respectable judges.

“That’s one of the highest praise someone got from the judges today,” Mina Myoung commented. “Looks like Kirsten is not the only force of nature in Jam Republic.”

“Their team just got a lot more intimidating.” Nob commented, looking at Jam Republic.

“I entered this show so sure of my preference and sexuality, but tell me why Bada and (Y/N) are making me question it?” Deep N Dap members laughs at the unexpected comment Downy made.

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It wasn’t long before Mike Song’s request for more battles came true.

“The next challenger of the battle,” Kang Daniel began, pausing once again for the dramatic effects. “Is Chocol from Wolf’Lo.”

“Oh right! Let’s go!” Haechi cheers, shaking Chocol by her shoulders as the older dancer makes her way down the seats. Per usual, her crew follows close behind her.

“I wonder who she chose,” Emma comments after taking a sip from her water, “her team is kinda scary.”

(Y/N) and Ling hums in agreement, watching the crew in front of them in silent. Silently terrified at the thought of battling against one of them. Though (Y/N) is confident in her skills and unafraid to show them, Wolf’Lo is just on another level.

Chocol takes the microphone that’s handed to her, licking her lips as she starts to walk around.

“The No Respect Dancer I choose,” she began, making her way towards Lady Bounce who tenses up from their seats.

She gave a slight smirk to Nob and Biggy who visibly gulps down the saliva stuck down their throats. Chocol enjoyed teasing them, making them think that she’s choosing one of them, but then, she skipped backwards without looking back before suavely turning around and jogs lightly towards the pink team. “Is Jam Republic’s (Y/N)”

“My god my heart,” Nob says. Holding onto her chest as she breathes out a sigh of relief and leans backwards.

(Y/N) smiles, standing up from her seat from the top and sets down the Jam Republic banner in her hand. Before she can take a single step down, she saw a hand in front of her. When she looks at who the hand belongs to, it leads down to Chocol, waiting for her at the bottom with her arm outstretched.

“Oh, okay,” Kirsten said teasingly as she and Latrice moved to the side to make way for (Y/N).

“Special treatment, I see you.” Latrice added.

Everyone awes at the action, more so when (Y/N) places her hand on Chocol’s with a smile before descending down the seats.

“It’s like a prince charming guiding a princess,” Redy said, leaning forward with her hands on the bottom of her chin. “I’m so jealous right now.”

“What in the story book cliché is this?” Yoonji stomps her feet jokingly, “why didn’t I get that kind of treatment?”

“Yah, you threatened her leader earlier to a dance battle with a scary façade and you expect the others not to be afraid of you?” Buckey jokingly replies which made everyone burst out laughing and Yoonji to pout.

“Tsk.” Bada clicked her tongue as she watches Chocol guide (Y/N) to the dance floor with their hands still intertwined with narrowed eyes. “Honestly, this is a serious competition. Why is she being nice to her opponent?”

Lusher hears what her leader grumbled underneath her breath, causing her to giggled and comfortingly pat her back. “Don’t worry unnie, no need to be jealous.”

Bada snaps her head towards her sub-leader with a glare and a slight pout. “Who said anything about jealousy?”

Lusher holds her hands up with wide eyes and downturned smile. “Nothing, nothing. I’m just teasing you.”

Bada clicks her tongue once again in annoyance before looking back to the front with her arms crossed against her chest. Lusher and Tatter made eye-contact from each sides of Bada with knowing looks and teasing smiles. The other members of Team BEBE heard the conversation laughs silently, watching as their leader sulks down on her seat.

“Chocol, why did you choose (Y/N) as your weakest dancer?” Kang Daniel asked.

With their height difference, Chocol had to tilt her head up ever so slightly to make eye-contact with her opponent. She adjusted her cap with one hand as the other holds the mic to her lips.

“Originally, I chose her because I want to see what that pretty face can bring. But from the battle earlier, we all saw it. So now, I want to see if she can bring that fire come to life again, but this time, more closely and upfront.”

“Is she flirting with her or what?” Debby whispered to Harimu with a slight giggle.

(Y/N) nods and rolls her tongue against her cheek, bowing her head down slightly. She tosses her hair back before answering with her now famous lidded-eye look, “if it’s fire you want, then I’ll gladly burn the stage in here, baby.”

Everyone screams once they heard (Y/N) talk in that low-flirty way as combat against Chocol’s remarks in full English:

“Why was that so hot?!”

“I don’t speak and understand English very well but damn!”

“See! I told you she’s making me question everything!”

“I understand you perfectly well now, Downy!”

(Y/N) laughs as she hears the comments, giving the mic to her Kirsten who is now looking at her with a teasing face.

“You better burn the stage baby,” she mimics. (Y/N) rolls her eyes at her before teasing pinching her arm. Kirsten laughs as she dodges her hand.

(Y/N) faces her opponents team, the team of Baby Sleek. It would be a lie if she says she isn’t downright petrified right now. This is the crew with the most skilled freestyle battlers – but she was trained by the best of them. This is her chance to solidify and prove herself once again to one of the most respected teachers she had.

Chocol bounces on her feet, preparing for the battle. (Y/N) has her hands stretching above her head as far as she can as she glances at her opponent who teasingly winks at her. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head at the playful nature of Chocol.

Bada grumbled even more at the exchange. She doesn’t even know why she’s feeling this ugly feeling in her chest. Hell, she didn’t even have a conversation with the dancer yet, or even introduce herself! That doesn’t mean she won’t find away later, maybe she’s just bitter that someone got to befriend her before her. Yeah, maybe that’s it. She just wants to forge a friendship with the dancer first, you know, just cause.

“The battle between Wolf’Lo’s street dancer and the ballerina of Jam Republic will begin now. You guys ready?!”

Cheers erupted from both teams and the rest of the teams, curious to see the outcome of the battle between two very different styles of dance between the two dancers.

“Fight!”

Music filled the loud speakers of the room. Chocol nods her head to the beat to get into the groove as her team mates cheers her on. When the beat drops, she comes close to (Y/N)’s space and sways her body to the music.

It was a bold start, (Y/N) admits, and the way Chocol moves is nothing short of hypnotic. Her body moves so fluidly yet with power as she hits every beat of the song. She definitely knows how to control body on command, if there is one thing she can describe her dance overall, it’s classic hip-hop. Effective yet timeless when it comes to battle.

(Y/N) smirks as Chocol comes close to her face, mimicking the flying kiss she did to Cera earlier. Wanting to continue this banter, she “catches” the kiss mid-air and pretends to keep it in her pocket.

She lets out an impress shout at Chocol’s body articulation. She began hyping her up, moving her body along with the beat while staying still in her position. Chocol’s performance is nothing short of impressive, but her competitive side is coming out, and now she wants to do better.

As Chocol’s timer comes to an end, she once again closes in on (Y/N)’s space, this time, ending her dance by mockingly pointing at her figure up and down and another flying kiss which caused another uproar from the side of Deep N Dap

“That should be me!” Someone shouts.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1, switch! Jam Republic’s (Y/N)!”

A familiar laugh echoes through the room, before the beginning lyrics of Gangsta by Kehlani plays. (Y/N) lets out a wide smirk and tilts her head to the side.

My turn.

Audrey began screaming her head off once the familiar music fills the air. She danced with (Y/N) before during her time of travelling the world to learn new styles of dance, and if there is one thing Audrey knows for certain, (Y/N) dances very well to dark themes.

“You got this (Y/N)! Eat. This. Up!”

With that, the Jam Republic dancer ran her hands across her body to get into the feel of the music – which isn’t that hard. She began walking forward slowly, just like what Cera did, but with a tad bit more of sensuality.

When the beat starts going down, her expression and articulation changes to every beat, mimicking the craziness Harley Quinn did in the movie in which the song was made of. Everyone can see where she’s going with the dance and is excited yet again. Bada and Chocol keeps their gazes focused solely on her.

In this dance, (Y/N) focuses more on interpreting the lyrics of the song yet still hitting the necessary beat from time to time, just taking on a more contemporary approach. In contrast to Chocol’s hip-hop, she chose a genre she excels in.

Chocol smirks as she goes down towards the floor once again, expecting another floor work from her. She did, but a lot shorter and takes everyone by surprise once again.

(Y/N) did a middle spilt before crouching down, but she didn’t get up. Instead, she takes a hold of her left foot, before initiating a single hand cartwheel – still holding onto the foot, down to a split and stands up without the use of her hands.

Screams can be heard once again, thoroughly impressed by the never-ending amount of techniques and tricks the Jam Republic dancer seem to possess. Jam Republic members sported a disgusted looks as they cheer their fellow member on, some jumping on their places purely from the amount of adrenaline they are getting just by watching (Y/N) dance.

They are not the only one’s though. Bada, with her cool and mysterious look she once sported, almost disappears by how much she is now yelling. Watching (Y/N) dance only increases her determination and will to befriend her and possibly collab with her and her team in the future. Bada watches with awe as (Y/N) stays true to her word: she really is setting the stage on fire.

(Y/N) can hear her time coming to an end, she laid down on her stomach with her legs up in the air as she drags her finger to her lips, smirking seductively at Chocol. The said girl only tilted her cap and bites her bottom lip in acknowledgement.

(Y/N) held onto that pose for a few seconds, taking in the cheers and the screams of the other dancers before grinning brightly and standing up.

“How can she possess that duality?! One moment she’s all smiles and elegant looking the next moment its as if she’s seducing me!” Downy exclaimed as she watches (Y/N) makes her way to her team with a bright smile.

“She’s like a wolf in sheep’s clothing!” Mini said, clapping her hands after patting and congratulating Chocol on the battle.

“You were on fire baby!” Emma cheers, patting the heaving girl on the shoulders.

“Harley Quinn definitely possessed you for a moment there!” Ling exclaims.

“Thank you,” (Y/N) smiles at her members before turning around to face the judges on the middle.

Chocol is one of the oldest and seasoned battlers they have, and Wolf’Lo doesn’t have a lose chip to their board yet, so, (Y/N) is prepared and had already accepted her fate that she lost this battle.

“Fight judges,” Kang Daniel announces, “card open.”

It was a surprise that the judges seem to have their pick already and confidently, however, the result of the battle left everyone even more surprised.

Three pink cards.

(Y/N)’s hands flew to her mouth in shock, and this time, she actually fell to the floor in shock. Jam Republic immediately went to her side and cheered her on while Wolf’Lo nods their head in defeat but claps nonetheless. She makes her way towards Chocol to shake her hand, but before she can do that, Chocol takes her hand up to place a kiss on her knuckles, causing her to grin and flush bright red.

Everyone who saw the interaction began teasing and cooing at the couple, some because of jealousy, others because of the *kilig. Well, most of them. A particular leader of the blue team scoffed loudly before chuging down the contents of her bottle before crushing the bottle with one hand. As she grumbles in her seat, her members are secretly watching her in amusement, never expecting their leader to act this way.

“Thank you for the amazing fight, Chocol.” (Y/N) began, taking her hand back with a smile still painted on her lips.

Chocol shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly with a smirk, stuffing her hands on her pockets. “Don’t worry about it, darling. I had fun.”

“Yah, what do you mean darling?!” Baby Sleek scolded playfully as she slaps the back of Chocol’s head and drags her back by her arm, causing the younger woman to pout.

“Stop flirting with her and get back to our seats! “Darling,” your face.” Jam Republic just laughs at the dynamic of the orange team.

The rest of the crews are still in shock that the first and only person so far to break the winning streak of Wolf’Lo is the ballerina of the pink team.

“Wow, (Y/N) really is amazing.” Rena of Tsubakill said, still in awe of the Jam Republic member who is now currently walking back to their seats.

“She only had two battles so far and she’s already proving herself as one of the strongest dancers here.” Akanen replied.

“Fight judge Monika, why did you pick (Y/N) as the winner of the battle?” Kang Daniel asked.

“I’m going to keep it short and frank, (Y/N) did not only dance, she told a story.” Monika says while looking at the dancer. “She told a story while embodying a well-known character of the movie which is insane because it’s as if you really are her for a second. You brought colour to the dance – no, you brought fire to the dance.”

Jam Republic claps at Monika’s comment.

“(Y/N),” she adds, “you took me by surprise. You really are one of a kind.”

(Y/N) swears she could sob at the high regard. She stands up and bows deeply towards Monika like she did too Mike Song. She then stands up

“It’s like a main character moment,” Biggy said, watching as Kirsten place a win chip to their board. “Are we the side characters?” Lady Bounce laughed at her.

As (Y/N) places the first and only lose chip on the board of Wolf’Lo, Baby Sleek reaches up her hand and pats her head.

“Well done, (Y/N),” she says. “You really have gone far now. I’m proud of you.”

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— Let's Dance

PART 2 - PART 3

Style Inspiration

pairing/s: BEBE! Bada Lee x Jam Republic! Reader x Wolf'Lo! Chocol

warnings: None so far, an unrealistic description of being an exchange foreign student, might confuse some words in ballet (as most of them are only through research and not based on experience).

word count: 6k words

status: unedited

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“You really have gone far now. I’m proud of you.”

Harimu watches the heartfelt interaction between the ballet dancer and her previous mentor enviously. She could see the way the Jam Republic member tried to hold in her tears as she walked back to her seat with a grin on her face. She could feel her heart break at the thought of them keeping a wonderful relationship throughout the years despite not seeing each other for a long while.

Harimu smiles at the parallels the both of you seem to have with your previous mentors. Only, she isn’t so fond of her anymore. Still, she brushes it off before anyone can see the crushed look on her face.

“Wow, great job mama.” Kristen says, clapping her hands lightly as she makes way for her member to sit beside her and Latrice.

“My heart is still beating like crazy,” (Y/N) comments, still shaking her hands from the adrenaline. “I can’t believe I did that.”

“You did great out there,” Latrice giggles at her teammate, hugging her sideways for comfort. The other members chimed in, stating their admiration and how proud they are of her.

“Yeah, Wolf’Lo remained undefeated until they challenged you. You broke their winning streak girl! That is some iconic shit.”

“Audrey!”

The pink team turned in horror and shock at the comment of their youngest member, all fully knowing that cuss words and other similar language are frowned upon in most television shows in foreign countries – more so in Asia.

“What?” The youngest tilts her head in confusion, “they’re just going to blur it out or not include this interaction at all.”

“Still,” Ling warns, “its just a slip of the tongue for now but it might turn against you if you’re not careful enough.”

The Battle between Harimu and Redlic was… intense to say the least. In contrast to the healthy relationship Baby Sleek and (Y/N) maintained throughout the years, Harimu and Redlic’s seems to be their exact opposite.

Although the latter has not had the chance to battle against her former mentor, there is a guarantee that no tears of sadness and regret will spill on the dance floor. Much less being unable to battle at all due to the high emotions running all over the place.

“It was heartbreaking, to say the least.” (Y/N) said in her confessional, “having a dance crew is like a second family you run and depend on after all the challenges you must go through. Ending the crew in bad terms must’ve been equally hard for both, because I feel like deep down, they wish things would be different.”

“Aw, poor Redlic,” (Y/N) comments with a frown, looking at the Mannequeen dancer who is currently crying her eyes out.

“Damn, this is why you don’t pick someone from the past,” Emma commented. “Redlic danced too little, now they look like they’re about to cry.”

The members of the pink team nod in agreement, watching both dancers face each other with dissatisfied looks on their faces. They might not know what happened between them, but their faces tell their stories for them.

As Harimu takes a step towards Redlic after the results – the latter winning by two votes, Redlic takes a step back and immediately walks back to her team. Both dancers’ respective crews comfort their members on the verge of tears.

“That was heavy,” Ling says as another short break ensued between every three dance battles. “Do you think something like this will happen again?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Latrice turns to face her. “Deep N’ Dap and 1 Million keeps glaring at each other.”

Already there had been three battles against the members of the crew, yet the most intense one was led by their leaders. In (Y/N)’s opinion, much like the battle before them, not much dancing ensued.

In the end, she was bored. Too much emotion got in the way of what is supposedly a good dance battle.

“Love the drama, hate the battle.” Ling turns to her right, mortified by the comment (Y/N) made.

“True,” Audrey agrees, “I kinda agree with Monika’s statement just now. It was too emotional for me too.” The rest of the pink team silently nods in agreement.

A few more battles Kang Daniel takes the stage again and announces something that will set (Y/N)’s competitive spirit over the edge.

“This round of No Respect, Battle with the Weakest Dancer…” he starts, “is a special round. It is a battle of the aces.”

“Ace?” Baby Sleek and (Y/N) asked at the same time.

“Select the ace dancer to represent your crew. An ace dancer will randomly be named to enter the fight zone first. If the other ace dancers think the ace dancer in the fight zone is weak, you can challenge them to a battle. If there are more than two challengers, one will be chosen for the battle. The two ace dancers will each dance to the same song for 40 seconds. Special points will be given out in the Ace Battle. The winner of the Ace Battle… will get two points, which is twice the original point.”

Jam Republic listens closely to each word the MC says, heart pounding in anticipation and nervousness as the stakes seem to rise.

“The loser will be deducted two points. You either get double the winning points or double the losing points.”

The air in the studio shifts, becoming heavier the more Kang Daniel explains the rules of the special round.

“You may now select the ace dancer to represent your crew.”

Immediately after he said those words, Jam Republic and the other teams faced each other to discuss their options.

“Do you want to?” Kirsten asks Emma who sheepishly shakes her head no immediately with a giggle.

“What are you thinking?” Kirsten asks Latrice. The said girl groans and replies in an unsure manner, “I’m contemplating it.”

“Contemplating it?”

“Yeah,” Latrice repeats, “it’s scary.”

(Y/N) bit the nail on her thumb, sensing the heavy atmosphere amongst her team to pick their Ace. Admittedly, she wanted to volunteer to be their Ace as soon as the announcement was made. Out of all the members, she had the most experiences in freestyle battles and solo competitions. Not to brag but, she won those competitions 98% of the time.

However, she overheard who the Ace for Wolf’Lo is, Baby Sleek.

Her undefeated member who excels in almost all styles of dancing, and the one who taught her almost everything she knew about freestyle dancing. There is no doubt in her mind that the lose chip on Wolf’Lo is the first and the last one placed on the board. With Baby Sleek as their Ace, their victory is set in stone.

Yet, as she looked at her members, and the pressured look they have on their faces, she felt a sense of responsibility for them. She feels selfish if she leaves them in the dark. (Y/N) reminds herself that it's just fear and doubt crawling in her mind, and that ultimately, she's here to train and learn.

Besides, she promised herself to show off her growth towards her former mentor. What better way to display all her training than having the opportunity to go one-on-one with her?

“I’ll do it,” she suddenly says, catching them off guard. “If you want me to…” She trails off, feeling increasingly flustered as they silently stare at her with wide eyes.

A beat of silence passed, and a small smirk made its way in Kirsten’s face.

“Perfect.”

“But” (Y/N) cuts off, wiping her hands on her pants and licks her lips at the situation she brought herself in. “We might lose a few battles if I decide to go against the strongest battlers here, but I promise to win back our points if we ever lose. Scouts honor.”

Her members giggled when she held a hand over her heart and held the other hand up in the air. They let out a sigh of relief as one of their members is willingly participating in the special round. This daunting round had them terrified since freestyle isn’t really their strongest suits – other than Audrey, although she never really competed in freestyles before.

“It’s okay, you know, just have fun.” Kirsten says, patting her knees in a comforting manner. “You have the most experience in this round, and I’m so glad you volunteered. I’m sure you’ll kill it out there.”

“Yeah, and you managed to beat one of their strongest battlers.” Latrice motions to the orange team next to them. “Your techniques and skills are no joke. If you ever lose, there is no doubt in my mind you’ll win it back.”

“I mean, you took on Cera and Chocol in battles earlier and winning them speaks volumes.” Emma bumps her shoulders against hers in a teasing manner.

(Y/N) smiles at their words of encouragement. To think that she only met Latrice and Emma earlier this morning, on the day of shooting the show but already trusting her to win for the team makes her heart melt. Thanking them for their trust and promising to do her best, Kirsten writes her name down, officially making her the Ace for Jam Republic.

“I will now announce the ace dancers that will be in the Ace Battle.” Kang Daniel announces once he has the cards back, and each team was given a microphone to introduce their Aces.

Waackxxxy for Mannequeen, Rena for Tsubakill, Locker Zee for Deep N’ Dap, Vessi for Lady Bounce, Kyma for BEBE, Amy for 1 Million, (Y/N) for Jam Republic, and Baby Sleek for Wolf’Lo.

(Y/N) cried internally at the line up of Baby Sleek and Waackxxxy. She’s confident in herself that she could win amongst the others, but those two are the biggest battlers in the entire team of dancers. This is an interesting line up for sure.

She shakes her hands at the adrenaline rushing in her as Emma and Ling hypes her up by massaging her shoulders whilst everyone cheers for the announcement of the Aces.

“The battler for the first round of the Ace Battle…” Kang Daniel starts. Everyone falls silent in anticipation.

“Is Baby Sleek from Wolf’Lo.” The orange team claps and cheers for their member. “Please step into the fight zone.”

“You have got to be kidding me,” (Y/N) groans, watching her former mentor stride up to the middle of the dance floor confidently. “I wanna cry.”

“Ace Dancers that would like to challenge Baby Sleek from Wolf’Lo to win two points, make your move. You get 100 seconds. Let’s go.”

“Come on!” Baby Sleek motions to come at her with a bright smile on her face. (Y/N) laughs at her antics despite feeling her hands and feet shake at the thought of going against her. No matter how confident she is, going against Baby Sleek is nothing short of terrifying.

“Absolutely not.” Ling comments.

“And if no one wants to battle? What happens?” Kirsten asks Latrice.

“I don’t know,” her teammate replies.

It’s as if Baby Sleek hears her, she asks Kang Daniel if she wins the two points if no one challenges her. The MC gave no reply, so she once again encouraged the people around her.

“Come on. We don’t have time. We have to get going.”

“I hope someone challenges her.”

“Shouldn’t Waackxxxy challenge her?”

(Y/N) buried her face in her hands. No one seems willing to challenge Baby Sleek anytime soon. Too frightened to lose their team points, she realizes she isn’t any different from them. With a bite of her bottom lip and slapping her hands down against her thighs, she asks, “should I challenge her?”

“Only if you want to,” Ling replies, looking at her and patting her shoulders.

“It’s totally up to you if you want to. Don’t worry about the points.” Kirsten assures. “I have a feeling that you want to challenge her but you’re afraid to do so, don’t think about the points if you really want to though.”

(Y/N) takes in the words of her teammates and contemplates it.

“You have ten seconds left.” Kang Daniel announces.

The countdown starts and no one’s standing up. She looks around, weighing in her options. Jam Republic seems to be doing well in terms of their scores, if she loses, she can challenge other Aces to win it back – if they pick her that is. As she hears the five second count down, her feet move on their own and unconsciously lead her towards the center of the dance floor.

“Let’s go, (Y/N)!” Audrey cheers from her spot.

From her peripheral vision, she sees the Ace of 1 Million do the same, they make brief eye contact before bowing down to each other and Baby Sleek.

There was a roar of applause from the audiences and the judges the moment those two young women stands up from their seats to challenge the unbeatable beast. Even the host can’t help but let out an impressed grin at their braveness.

“Oh my gosh, I didn’t expect (Y/N) to challenge her former mentor.”

“They’re so brave for doing this.”

“Baby Sleek’s choosing (Y/N) for sure.”

“Another match of mentor vs. student.”

Despite the – admittedly, quite loud comments circulating the arena of the dancer’s anticipation between the first match of the Aces, (Y/N) could only focus her attention on the woman in front of her.

She stands tall beside Amy, confident of the fact that there is a 90 percent chance Baby Sleek will choose her as her opponent.

“Baby Sleek of Wolf’Lo, who will you choose as your opponent for this Battle?” Kang Daniel asks. “Amy of 1 Million, or (Y/N) of Jam Republic?”

There was no contemplation, no hesitation, as Baby Sleek brings the mic up to her lips as she announces: “I admire your braveness and boldness to challenge me, but I have already decided when I saw the two of you.”

Everyone listened intensely to every word Baby Sleek said. The entire arena falls silent as she pauses for dramatic effect, awaiting to see who she chose.

“So, (Y/N) of Jam Republic, show me what you’ve got.”

(Y/N) grins as soon as she hears her name, clapping her hands and bowing down to Baby Sleek and Amy. She might lose this battle, but the fact that the strongest battler here chose her as her opponent is an immense honor to have.

As (Y/N) was thrilled yet frightened she got picked, Amy went back to 1 Million feeling dejected.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Her teammates comforted her, knowing how much she wanted to battle Baby Sleek. She gave them a reassuring smile despite it all.

Team Jam Republic’s cheers were the loudest, amongst the other crews. Yet, as you look closely, two dancers made their way towards the front. They tried to seem as nonchalant as possible, but on the inside, they’re eager to see you put your best into this battle.

Haechi and Lusher notices it though, nudging another member to gesture at their friend who’s now standing in front with their arms crossed, eyes focused solely on the ballerina of the pink team.

“This’ll be bloody,” Monika says. Eyes trained on the two dancers currently preparing for their battle along with her fellow judges.

“Let’s go, (Y/N)!” Jam Republic cheers, holding up their pink banners.

No words were exchanged between the two Aces, only sharing knowing smiles and teasing smirks.

“Let’s begin the battle between the two Ace dancers now. You guys ready?” Kang Daniel asks teasingly, causing (Y/N) to grin as it helped her loosen up and started bouncing on the spot.

This is it. The battle she’d been waiting for, the battle they’d all been waiting for.

Hip Hop Beast vs. Prima Ballerina.

Unbeatable Mentor vs. Prodigy Student.

The battle of the season.

Everyone’s at the edge of their seat, the lights dimmed, and the music starts to play.

“Headbanger.”

Shouts of awe and excitement commenced as they witnessed, yet again, the sudden change of expression from (Y/N)’s face. The once smiling and bouncing girl now sported her famous siren eyes once Get Ur Freak On by Missy Elliott starts playing.

Locking and popping wasn’t (Y/N)’s usual style, but when she factors in her flexibility – her strongest skill, she’s quite good at it. Given the mood and flow of the song, she opted to use that style. Hitting each beat with precision, and with the impressed noise from the audiences, she’d say she’s doing well.

Baby Sleek tried to keep her face straight even though she’s thoroughly impressed with how much her student had grown. (Y/N)’s impressive, she’ll give her that, but she’s still lacking in experience compared to her. Yet, she reminds herself, she isn’t just any ordinary student, she’s a prodigy for a reason. For the first time in quite a while, she felt nervous in a battle.

(Y/N) kept eye contact with Baby Sleek all the time, coming up near her former mentor’s face, gesturing a “listen to me now” before spinning back in her space. Baby Sleek smirked, before letting out an impressed clap and shout when she did an illusion turn and an inside leg turn in one go.

“Yeah, (Y/N) let’s go!” Audrey yells from the sidelines. Seems that Baby Sleek’s not the only one impressed by the endless number of tricks and skills (Y/N) seems to possess as Monika stands up from her seat with a shout.

Chocol knew the ballerina from the pink team is a formidable opponent after their battle together, but she didn’t know that she’s also an experienced competitor. That’s made abundantly clear when the slight nervousness she notices on (Y/N)’s face at the beginning slowly fades away the longer she dances.

It’s like she’s in her element. Nothing else matters when she dances. Chocol doesn’t notice it, but it’s like she’s being pulled towards her the longer she watches.

Unconsciously, (Y/N) had her wishing – if it’s possible, to someday be a part of her world.

She shakes her head at the ridiculous thought. (Y/N)’s out there dancing and she’s here quoting Little Mermaid. How ridiculous was that?

Bada, on the other hand, didn’t even bother to hide how impressed she was of her anymore. (Y/N) of Jam Republic is a phenomenal dancer and battler, why bother hiding how impressed she was?

She stands to the side while watching you closely with a grin on her face. Yeah, it’s settled, she’s getting your number after today’s filming. She’d be a fool if she leaves today without getting a chance to know you better.

Kang Daniel begins the last 5 seconds of her time, so she takes the opportunity to end her time by doing turns, down to a middle split before standing up again without the use of her hands.

(Y/N) puts her best techniques in this battle. She might lose (though a small part of her wishes she doesn’t), but she’s satisfied with the performance. Guessing by the cheers amongst her crew and others, she did well.

It was Baby Sleek’s turn, and from the start, (Y/N) knew it was a losing battle. It was really different from watching her mentor teach her to having a dance off. Baby Sleek really is a monster in this part of the competition – but so is she.

Both dancers bowed down to the other after the timer is up, facing the judges with hearts on their throats and fidgeting with their fingers.

The world around them blurred – becoming a hazy vision as they could only focus at the judges who are visibly having a difficult time choosing between the two of them. And then, the cards turned.

Mike and Shownu showed both cards – pink and yellow.

Monika chose pink.

It was a rematch, but (Y/N) was bewildered.

Never in a million years could she imagine a rematch with her mentor when it comes to a dance battle, much less having one more point than her.

Even Kang Daniel was shocked at the result, letting out an excited chuckle as he announces a rematch.

The whole arena went crazy at the results. Jam Republic members even more ecstatic and shock at the side of Wolf’Lo. And for the first time since the beginning of the Battle of the Ace, Baby Sleek is nervous.

“This is so crazy!” Bada says to Lushes, “Baby Sleek went against her old students and lost by a point so far!”

“Unnie, your fangirl is showing!” Lusher teases, receiving a light shove on her shoulder curtesy of their leader.

“LET’S GO (Y/N)!” Audrey cheered loudly from the sidelines, causing the woman to snap out of her shocked gaze just in time when the music starts.

A slashing metal sound echoed through the studio, and as if it’s her body’s natural reaction to follow through with the music, (Y/N)’s back bends.

Screams of awe and impress can be heard once again from the dancers and judges at the opening move of the Jam Republic dancer once You Should See Me in a Crown by Billie Eilish starts playing.

“This is crazy! This is so crazyyyy!” Bada yells, watching the battle unfold right before her eyes – mostly trained to the ballerina dancer in front of her.

“Yah, I’m getting nervous now!” Chocol yells, “Jam Republic really brought their big guns with them!”

“Forget big guns, they brought a machine gun with them!” Mini replies with a yell, eyes also trained to the battle.

While the leader of Jam Republic is busy hyping up her team mate on the dance floor, Halo, the leader of Wolf’Lo, could feel sweat forming at her hands the longer she watches.

They were confident with choosing Baby Sleek as their Ace, as their hidden wild card, they all collectively agreed that she can beat anyone in this room when it comes to freestyle dancing. Yet, this ballerina from Jam Republic continues to threaten their place in the hierarchy.

As the two dance – Halo fears that with the charisma and skills of (Y/N), Baby Sleek might lose this battle for the first time in a long while.

It was a blur for the dancer of Jam Republic, one minute she was dancing to the feel of the song, the next the timer was up and done.

Her chest heaved in a mix of adrenaline, anxiety, and anxiousness for the results. Baby Sleek, as if sensing her inner demons, walks up to her and wraps her for a side hug as they wait for the results.

“Judges, are you ready?” Kang Daniel asks.

“No, wait please!” Monika says, “why did you make it harder for me?!” she whines, stomping on her feet as she looks at the dancers causing everyone to laugh.

“Waahhh…!” Mike Song groans as he stares at the cards.

A minute later, all the judges nodded in agreement with their choices.

“Judges, card open.”

Everyone’s at the edge of their seats, wanting to witness who the winner of the battle is. (Y/N) squeezes her arms around her former mentor, pressing her head against her chest, feeling comforted at the rapid beating of Baby Sleek’s heart.

As if in slow motion, the judges turn their cards.

1 yellow.

2 pink.

(Y/N) just won a battle against her mentor.

“YES!” Audrey and Emma yells, jumping off their seats in excitement.

Ling, Latrice, and Kirsten stand up with a clap from excitement as well.

Everyone else yells in awe at the outcome of the battle – Wolf’Lo especially, though more impressed than anything else.

As chaos ensues around them, it took all off (Y/N)’s will power to not sob on the spot when she hugs Baby Sleek tightly and burrows her head on her chest.

The older woman chuckles at the action, hugging her back just as tight whilst smoothening her hair on the back.

“Aigoo, aigoo, don’t cry. You did so well!”

“Don’t say that please, I’m trying so hard to not cry right now!”

Baby Sleek burst out into laughter as she hears her muffled voice. They stayed that way for a couple more seconds, before (Y/N) pulls away.

Baby Sleek shows a fond smile at her former student, brushing her hair back a squeeze her cheeks. “Well done.”

Try as she might, (Y/N) can’t stop a grin and the single tear sliding down her cheek. Baby Sleek brushes it away with a fond smile before patting her head and leading her to the side of Wolf’Lo and handing her two cards to place on their board.

Everyone watches them in silence, taking in the sweet mother-daughter aura the two of them emits. The members of Wolf’Lo, despite being a bit bitter at the loss, can’t help but smile at the action of their oldest member.

After (Y/N) places the cards on their board, Baby Sleek wrapped an arm around her shoulder to stand in front of the yellow team.

With a big grin on her face, she points at (Y/N) and says: “this is my student.”

~ ~ ~

With the Ace Battle finish in which (Y/N) had to battle against Rena of Tsubakill– winning the battle, it skyrocketed the position of Jam Republic into 2nd Place after the battle with the team Tsubakill.

Back in the comfort of their own room, the members celebrated by dancing and acting silly in front of the camera stationed inside. Kirsten and Latrice twerked around while Ling and (Y/N) stayed at the back, watching them have fun and act all silly.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Audrey begins, taking (Y/N) by the arm and dragging her in front of the camera. “Jam Republic’s MVP for today….(Y/N) BAE!!!”

The rest of the members cheers, making a fan with their hands around (Y/N)’s blushing form.

“No pictures, no pictures please.” Kirsten mocks, pretending to shield (Y/N) whilst Latrice follows suit by pretending to talk to an ear piece and having an arm in front of her.

“Stop it,” (Y/N) groans as she buries her face in her hands.

“Well done ladies,” Kirsten says pulling everyone for a group hug, “we did it. We really did it.”

“I’m really proud of us.” Ling comments.

“I can finally sleep after this,” Latrice says jokingly to which (Y/N) agrees.

“Well this was an intense day,” Emma commented, plopping down on the couch next to Ling as she drinks her water.

“But it was fun though, I haven’t battled since I was 9 or 11.” Kirsten replies, taking a seat next to (Y/N) who was stretching out her legs.

“This one, on the other hand,” their leader begins, signaling the ballerina. “Definitely showed years of skills, techniques, and showed them all what she got.”

“The only reason why Wolf’Lo had 3 loses!” (Y/N) could feel her face heat up at Latrice’s comment, feeling all eyes on her.

“But that was really brave off you for volunteering as our Ace,” Kirsten pats her thigh. “Honestly, I think we wouldn’t have placed higher if it wasn’t for you.”

(Y/N) shakes her head immediately, “are you kidding me? I didn’t do all the work, you guys were amazing out there!”

“Yeah, but you really saved us out there in the Ace Battle.” Ling added, “plus, battling against the top battlers in this competition is insane. And winning them?”

“Damn girl,” Emma sends the girl a teasing smirk. “No need to be so humble, take the compliment.”

(Y/N) was about to reply but was then cut off by Latrice who suddenly let out a giggle. “She didn’t only win those battles.”

Kirsten met her eyes and suddenly understands, wrapping an arm around her younger team mate and squeezed her shoulders. (Y/N) shifts her gaze between the two of them in confusion.

“What?”

“Let’s just say, hearts were also won this day.” Kirsten and the rest of the girls could only laugh at the confused look painted on her face.

“What? What’s happening?” (Y/N) asks, shifting her eyes at her members who only shakes their head with a smile.

“You’ll find out.” Ling says as she leans back on the couch, “eventually.”

The screen in front suddenly went on, showing Kang Daniel and the rules for the next Mission. Jam Republic falls silent, eager to know what he has to say.

“Street Woman Fighter 2, the first Mission: No Respect Battle with the Weakest Dancer. Did it help you figure out the other crews?”

“Yes, absolutely,” Ling nods her head in agreement.

“To try and secure your ranking or go up the ranking, here’s the next mission that you’ll have to face soon.”

(Y/N) clasps her hands in anticipation – she, along with Ling, watched the first season of Street Woman Fighter. So if they are following the flow of the first season, that means…

“You next mission is…Class Mission.”

“Eyyy!” Ling and (Y/N) looks at each other with understanding, holding out their hands.

“In the Class Mission, the elite members of each crew will be assigned to four classes: The Leader Class, Sub-leader Class, Middle Class, and Rookie Class. Each class will finish a dance video.” Kang Daniel explains.

“Okay,” Kirsten leans forward, grasping the knowledge for the next mission.

“In each class, there will be one main dancer,” Kang Daniel explains further, “to be the protagonist of each dance video. The main dancer will get extra points, stand at the center of the video, and direct the dance video.”

“It also says the Main Dancer will get an extra 100 points,” (Y/N) translates for them. Jam Republic nodded their heads in understanding before listening to Kang Daniel again.

“Individual scores will be given out in the Class Mission. The points will be distributed differently in each class.”

“Individual scores? Individual scores from?” Kirsten asks.

“The three judges will rank the dancers of each class from 1st to 8th places. The individual scores will be based on the rankings. 100 for 1st, and 30 for last.”

“Individual scores didn’t exist before, right?” (Y/N) asks Ling.

“No, I don’t recall.” Ling replies, “it’s all about survival now.”

“Oh shoot.” (Y/N) cranes her neck, pushing her shoulders back – preparing herself mentally for the next mission.

“So, we’re gonna rank high in every single one if not be the main dancers.” Ling says to which everyone agrees.

“Yes. Just take over.” Latrice replies with a confident smile.

“In No Respect, Battle with the weakest dance, we had announced that the first-place crew would receive a huge benefit.”

“Damn, let’s aim for first place next time.” (Y/N) says as they watch Kang Daniel.

“The benefit for the first-place crew, to help you start the mission at an advantage is…that we’ll tell you the lineups for all seven crews.”

“Ahh,” Emma starts, “that’s a really good advantage.”

“Yeah, they can strategically place the most suited member they think will win the Main Dancer position for each class.” Audrey comments.

A knock from the front door alerts the crew, it opens and a staff from the show requests for Kirsten to pick the members for each class. In less than 30 minutes, Kirsten comes back with the crew and tells them her decision and the girls she selected for each class.

Leader Class – Kirsten

Sub-Leader Class – Latrice

Middle Class – (Y/N) and Audrey

Rookie Class – Emma

With the collaboration of producers around Korea, each producer and musicians who made the song for each class was introduced along with a short clip of the music they need to make aa choreography for.

“In 12 hours, you will present your 30 second choreography to your class members.” Kang Daniel finishes his explanation and the screen turns black.

“Okay girls, let’s pull this Mission off!” Kirsten yells, standing up from her seat with a clap as they began packing and starts heading off for their hotels.

Audrey and (Y/N) share a room together, which makes it easier for them to work on their piece. Additionally, they had a history of dancing and creating choreography together long before participating in the show. With their ambition and history, there is no room for failure in their books.

As they prepare to leave the building of the studio, someone calls out to (Y/N). They stop and look back too see Baby Sleek and the rest of Wolf’Lo, seemingly also on their way to head home as well.

“Hi!” (Y/N) greets them with a smile and a wave, followed by the rest of her members. They all exchanges pleasantries with one another as Baby Sleek turns her attention to her.

“Heading home too?” Baby Sleek asks while adjusting the strap of her bag.

“Yeah,” (Y/N) confirms. “We wanted to get a bit of rest first before working on our pieces. It’s been a hectic day.”

Baby Sleek nods in understanding, before she can say anything else, Mini suddenly appears at her side. Arm linked tightly around Chocol who was dragged there unwillingly.

The rest of the Jam Republic silently watches the face of the orange-haired member. Taking note of the small blush on her ears despite the cap covering most of their vision of her face.

“You were amazing out there!” She begins, “that no hand stand you did right after split? The illusion one leg turn thing? Oh my gosh you must teach me how you did that!”

“Mini,” Halo scolds, “she and Baby Sleek were talking. Don’t be so rude.”

“Oh, it’s fine.” (Y/N) and Baby Sleek dismisses, “and sure! I’d love to teach you how to do it. Ideally when we have a long break between shooting soon.”

Mini claps her hand in excitement. “That’s great! I cannot stress enough how amazing you were out there again. We should hang out sometime, right Chocol?”

Mini, Baby Sleek, and (Y/N) turn their gazes towards the orange-haired member.

Chocol froze in her spot. The other members are busy conversing with one another while waiting for their ride home, so she can’t escape this situation Mini placed her in.

As she meets the bright eyes and smiling face of (Y/N), Chocol could feel her palms sweat and face heating up.

“Mhm. Yeah, sure.” She forces out, shoving her hands on the pockets of her hands. Ignoring the wide-eyed look Mini sent her way and the way Baby Sleek rolls her eyes.

(Y/N), sensing the awkward atmosphere around them, just smiles and says, “yeah! Let’s do that, can I have your number so we can schedule and talk about it?” She asks, fishing out her phone from her pocket.

Chocol takes note of the pink case of her phone with a butterfly design.

“Oh no, I don’t know my number yet. And my phone is dead…” Baby Sleek furrows her eyebrows at the obvious fake tone of Mini’s voice. Crossing her arms as she leans her wight on one side with a questioning look towards Mini who was twirling her pink hair.

“But Chocol does! You can have her number and I can get it from her once I get home!” Mini shoves Chocol in front of her.

(Y/N) sand Chocol blushes at the close proximity between them at Mini’s action, letting a small, nervous chuckle as the both of them leans back and (Y/N) hands Chocol her phone.

“(Y/N), the ride is here.” Emma says as the black van pulls up in front of them and the security opens the door for them.

The mentioned girl turns and nods towards her fellow member as they board the van one by one after bidding farewell to the orange team.

Chocol hands her back her phone, once again blinded by the bright smile on her face.

“Thank you! You were amazing during the battle earlier by the way.” (Y/N) says, bouncing lightly on her feet. “I have to go now, it was nice meeting and catching up with you.”

Baby Sleek and Mini returns her sentiments as Chocol could only respond with a small smile and a nod.

(Y/N) and Baby Sleek hugged each other before the former girl enters the van. The door was shut before driving off, the orange team continuing to wave their hands until the van was no where in sight.

Silence then envelopes the team as they waited for their own ride.

“Really?” Mini asks, side eyeing Chocol.

“Shut up,” Chocol responds. Pulling her cap down more to hide the redness of her face.

“Pathetic.”

“Shut up!”

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