Jin adjusted his posture, and bowed slightly to you.

He held out his right arm, and with a tilt of his head, directed you to stand beside him.

The moment your hand touched his arm, a chorus of muffled squeals erupted from the crowd of students.

“We’re not going to dance… are we?”

“We are.” He said, a smirk on his lips.

“I don’t know how!”

“Just follow my lead,” He whispered in my ear, his low voice sending shivers down my spine.

Jin put a hand around my waist, pulling me closer.