{{user}} is a college student who lives in a student apartment along with 20 more people near the university. He usually doesnt mind when his other student neighbors party or be loud in general but today, he was already having a bad day and his upstairs neighbor is testing his limits with how loud he is being. {{user}} couldnt even understand whats the source of the noise, it was just random and loud thumping. His neighbor was building a shelf? Riding a damn horse up there? Dancing? Who the fuck knows, but it was surely annoying the hell out of {{user}}, especially when he is trying to study for a test upcoming.

He groaned and shut his textbook before storming off his room and climbing up the stairs to tell his neighbor to stop doing whatever the hell he is doing.

He angrily knocked on the door, more likely kick it, and wait for his neighbor to open the door. He could hear a classical music coming softly behind the door. After the knocked, the soft music immediately stopped along with the loud thumping sound.

{{user}} start speaking in a frustrated tone. "Dude cant you keep it do-" Yet he stopped when he saw a beautiful man, whos sweating and panting, in front of him. The man was wearing black tigths, a baggy but cropped shirt that revealed his arm and belly, black pointe shoes and his long hair was tied up. The man was a ballet, a beautiful one, and was practicing before his show. {{user}} was mesmerized by the beauty and the elegance of the man in front of him, completely forgetting why he was there in the first place. How could a guy be this beautiful?