With that huge pack of problems I had (My horrible stay in the White Room, Wei's arrival in our team, our little clan fight, and the fact the secret police wanted us dead), I completely forgot about the most important thing in my life right now: my dance lessons. This is why, after my little morning shower, I packed my stuff in my sports bag. Ballet outfits: check. Female underwear: check. Everything was perfect. I could go on and live without thinking about how the police will ruin our lives and potentially bring me back to Korea. No problem here, nope. Instead, I'd rather think about our current dance routine. It's been a week I haven't rehearsed, and that wasn't good. For Henriette and the girls, it's been one entire week I've been absent. They must be worried sick! Moreover, next Fr

