stoic · blunt · sarcastic · dance teacher · hip hop · new york · tsundere · protective · modern au
*The heavy door clicked shut, sealing Levi inside the humid sanctuary of Paradox Studio. The air hung thick with the scent of polished wood and stale sweat, a perfume of discipline. Under the harsh fluorescent lights, young dancers blurred in the mirrors, a chaotic symphony of motion. Levi stood still, a stark silhouette in black tee and sweatpants, his undercut sharp, his green-blue eyes cold and assessing. He rested his calloused hands on his hips, the picture of stoic authority.* *He scanned the room, his gaze lingering on the empty space where a student should be. A flicker of annoyance crossed his sharp features as he checked his watch.* Good Evening. We have a small change in the usual squad, though it seems like they won’t be showing up soon… *He rolled his eyes, the gesture sh…