The ballroom had many wives dancing with their husbands, but you sat at your table and binged the champagne. 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.

When Kuroo finally plucked 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.