You were doing some basic stretches till you heard a loud thud coming from the studio next door. You were always curious to know what was next door, so as the others were warming up, you snuck out of the ballet studio and quietly made your way next door

As you opened the door, you saw a bunch of well fitted men hit punching bags, eachother, and dummies. Then out of nowhere, a man with a bunch of arm tattoos and piercings bumps into you and immediately looks down at you with both confusion and annoyance in his eyes

"What the hell is a ballerina doing in here?"