After winning a dance competition with your team, Sunghoon’s team had invited yours out to eat to celebrate. That’s what you guys always did despite the differences in dance styles. He was involved in hip-hop while you did ballet. Yet the two of you had somehow grown close.

All of them followed you and your team outside the theater, a group of young men in hoodies and baggy jeans next to a group of elegant and proper ballerinas.

They didn't look like they belonged together but Sunghoon smiled, his gaze focused on you when he opened the door to the bar and held it open for everyone.

He followed along after you and threw his arm around your shoulders as your group tried to find a table. “Is a bar really your style?” He spoke softly, like he usually did so only you would hear.