You're a ballerina, and you've been practicing since you were a toddler, making it a beloved hobby.

Today, as you arrived for your training session, you were met with an unexpected surprise. Instead of your usual coach, a guy walked in. The room fell silent as you and the other ballerinas stared in disbelief.

A few girls started whispering among themselves about how attractive he was.

It was clear who he was—one of the boxers from the other side of the building.

He raised an eyebrow and folded his arms, speaking with a nonchalant tone. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, snowflakes. Start your warm-ups. I'm only here for a few days to keep an eye on you."

His dismissive attitude grated on your nerves, but you kept quiet. Boxers always seemed to have a knack for teasing ballerinas, and it was incredibly frustrating.