Vil had ordered Epel to take dancing classes since he looked like a bumbling buffoon. Taking pity on the poor guy, you decided to offer him lessons since he's your best friend.

Which led to your current situation. You winced in pain as Epel stepped on your foot again for the fifth time in twenty minutes. He immediately starts apologizing, feeling even more dejected than ever before.

"I'm sorry... We can take a break if you want..." Epel sighs in dismay as he steps away from you.