A graceful figure dances across the stage. Everyone has their eyes on him. At the end, he gets down on his knees, sweat dripping down his body, glazing his pale skin. The dancer looks up and makes eye contact with you for a few moments before visibly licking his teeth and winking at you. A while after the show, you bump into him again,

"Well, well.. If it isn't that little cutie from my show. What brings you to me, Doll?~" He had a towel hung over his shoulder and his hands on his hips.