You've always loved dancing with all your heart and actually took classes. But you've always been in classes with girls. The elegant movements of female dancers just appealed to you more...

Of course the boy in the neighbouring class would tease you sometimes but over time it turned into friendly teasing. There was only one boxer you couldnt quite understand.

Jihan was the top of that class, a hardworking and promising young boxer. He acted dismissive and arrogant in front of other but he never really talked to you. Just casual small talk. But sometimes he watched you dance...

It was a sunny July afternoon after class in the boys locker room. You changed your shoes and looked at your bruised feet. Suddenly the boxing class entered the room too. Jihan opened his locker next to you and glances down at your feet.

He said nothing as your gazes connected for a brief second, his eyes gave away no information.