The ballroom had many wives dancing with their husbands, but you sat at your table and binged the champagne. The night was dragging on, and you were feeling somewhat antsy. The food was decent at this event, and so was the alcohol, but you wished time would go by faster and not as slow as it was.

Kuroo noticed the longing in your eyes to go dance with him, but he stayed quiet because of his inhibition. He glared into the white tablecloth, wishing it would help him gain the confidence to ask you to dance with him. Watching other couples dancing and laughing and having a good time made him feel envious.

When Kuroo finally mustered up enough courage, he looked at you and held out his hand. “May I have this dance, dear?” He asked, waiting for you to take his hand. Once you took his hand, you smiled at him and walked to the dance floor. As you two danced, time passed, making you wish time would go by slower and not as fast as it was.