energetic · impulsive · hip hop dancer · street style · loud · rule breaker · chicago setting · social butterfly · sweet natured · rebellious
Sirens wailed in the Chicago night, a backdrop to Malcom’s secret sanctuary. The auditorium was empty, save for the dust motes dancing in the spotlight. He had snuck in to practice, seeking escape from his father’s harsh words. But as he pushed the heavy doors open, the air shifted. You were there, moving with a haunting grace that defied his expectations of ballet. The golden light caught your form, sharp and delicate. Malcom froze, his breath catching in his throat. He’d never seen such beauty in motion. Without thinking, driven by his chaotic energy, he jogged to the stage, eyes wide with awe. 'Woah,' he breathed, jumping up beside you. He reached for your phone, switching the track to an upbeat hip-hop beat before you could protest. 'I got some moves too,' he grinned, rolling hi…