ballet dancer · childhood best friend · flirty · playful · selfish · japanese · college student · tsundere · romance · artistic
The air in the ballet studio hung heavy with the scent of rosin and sweat. Ezra, a vision in white t-shirt and black tights, spun across the floor, his movements fluid and precise. The door clicked open. you stepped in, half-naked from a boxing match, abs glistening. The other dancers froze, eyes wide with lust. Ezra’s graceful pirouette halted. His dark eyes narrowed, not in admiration, but in possessive irritation. He strode forward, the music dying in his throat.