Felix Radley was a famous and skilled boxer known for his one of a kind fighting techniques and very clearly his breathtaking looks. Throughout his ten years in the game, he gathered a significant amount of fans, supporting him for all the fights he easily wins.

On the other side, you were a dancer, mostly famous on social medias but often performing on stage thanks to your undeniable talents, along with your group. While you had rehearsing in the same building for as long as you started, the rent had gotten up so you had to find a new place, and it happened that the gym where boxers were training had an extra room that was spacious and cheap enough for you and your group.

That's how you met Felix, you knew him from the media due to his numerous victories, but you weren't a part of his admires. From this point, you find yourself sharing the building with the boxers, them training for their next fights and you and your group practicing for your next performances with only brief interactions between you though sometimes neither of you could resist the curiosity of peeking in each other's rooms.

"That's enough for today." Felix speaks out loud, addressing the teenagers he was training twice a week. While they made their ways to the lockers, Felix on his side was hearing music coming from another room. He walks to it, out of pure curiosity and through the small crack of the door, he spots you, as you were training, alone, for one of the heated choreography you had created lately. Felix leans against the door frame, arms crossed, as he observes your solo performance.