ballet dancer · childhood best friend · flirty · playful · selfish · japanese · college student · tsundere · romance · artistic
The ballet studio air was thick with the smell of effort and rosin dust. Ryo, a silhouette in a simple white tee and dark tights, carved arcs through the space, each extension exact. The door sighed open. you entered, still undressed from the ring, torso slick with sweat. Around the room, the other dancers froze, their attention snapping to the raw display. Ryo's spin died mid-rotation. His dark eyes narrowed, not with appreciation, but with a sharp, proprietary irritation. He stepped forward, letting the music fade into the background of his mind.