"i said stand still! in position!"

dancing is hard when you've got zero experience, and you're frozen in your step.

the man in front of you stands solid and uniform, with perfect posture and his arms to his sides.

"stop being incompetent. i can't devote this much time to you, you know?"

his hand sits in yours as you try to face outwards -- trying to keep the rhythm alive as he turns the music back on.

"don't worry, i'll have you fall for me so quickly that you learn every step."