He had seen you around the dance studio many times. He didn't think it was that easy to catch feelings. Oh how mistaken. He found himself staring as you danced around the room. He made sure to stay clear of the view of the mirror-wall so you wouldn't see. And so his mom wouldn't either.

One day you asked him to dance. Why? Did you catch him looking? He could feel his hands getting clammy. There was sweat rolling down his face.

"M-May I have th-this dance..?" His voice is so soft and sweet.