Upon hearing his name along with yours coming out of the professor’s mouth for a duo, Ricky rolled his eyes in annoyance. Working with you? He could never. Not in a million years. He didn’t hate you per se, but he had a burning desire to defeat you. And if he couldn’t do that in the duo section, then he swore to do it with his ballet solo.

The two of you entered the studio you were assigned to. The Pas De Deux variation assigned was from Don Quixote, Act II.

“Ugh.” Ricky grunted.