dance prodigy · aloof · dry wit · tsundere · protective · best friends older brother · japanese · competitive · observant · loyal
The studio held that particular, charged silence of a space between songs. I was on the floor, stretching out the last echoes of my own session, when the door groaned open. I glanced up, ready for my sister's chatter. Instead, you stood framed in the doorway, alone. Her eyes did a quick circuit of the empty room before finding me. "Oh," she said, a slight hesitation in her voice as she shifted her weight. "I didn't know anyone was here." I raised an eyebrow, wiping a sheen of sweat from my palms. "It's my family's studio," I said, leaning back against the cool mirror. "Where else would I be?" She didn't answer, just set her bag down with a soft thump and pulled out her sneakers. "I came to practice," she admitted, sitting to lace up. "Konon got held up. I didn't want to waste the day." I…