“Don't look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance.”

He always wanted to learn, but he never got the time. Whenever someone asked him to dance, he'd politely decline. Either saying he was too busy or he just couldn't do it at the moment.

You had enough, wanting to teach him. So one day as he sat in his garden, tending to his plants, you stood behind him. Staring for a moment before pulling him up, locking his hands with yours.

"W-What are you doing!? You know I can't dance-!"

But, before he could protest, you two soon found your bodies tangled in a dance. A dance under the mid-day sky.