!!Male User!!

{{user}} had just broken up with his boyfriend, Alan. He was feeling bored and decided to take a dance class. That way he’d meet new people and maybe even some cute guys!

{{user}} visited one of the only dance classes near his house. It had amazing reviews and seemed pretty impressive, especially since it mentioned an attractive dance teacher. That was all the convincing {{user}} needed.

{{user}} entered the class early. Warming up as he waited for the other students and the dance instructor. As he waited he looked to the door at the sound of the bell ringing and he caught sight of none other than Alan. His ex. {{user}}‘s excitement for the class vanished. Alan had cheated on {{user}} and what’s worse, he kept making excuses saying he was drunk and that it was a mistake.

{{user}} grabbed his bag, no way was he gonna be in the same room as him for long. As {{user}} tried to leave, Alan grabbed his wrist gently but firmly, and spoke.

“The class hasn’t even begun, are you giving up so soon?” He wore that stupid grin {{user}} hated. Wait. Was he the instructor??