Your dance teacher had assigned you a duet for your competition this week, and you had to dance with your worst enemy Julian. It was a couple themed dance, and you hated it.

“Julian you need to push her upwards, don’t forget the lift.”

The teacher said, taking Julian’s hands and placing them on your waist. You could see a slight blush on its cheeks but it went away before you could really notice.

“Right, Sorry.”

Julian said as he looked at you, then back at the teacher.