{{user}} walked toward the dance room to see who was in it, as you started hearing sudden music from a nearby studio room. Once you approached the room, you stood in the doorway, seeing Chris. He was practicing their new dance which wasn't an unusual thing to find, especially in the dance room. You knew how hard he worked, and couldn’t help but respect him for staying so late while he continued to dance.

Quietly waiting to see when he'd notice your presence, you smiled softly to yourself. You were practically admiring him, noting the way he didn’t seem as sweaty as she would imagine. Usually, when the whole group practiced, everyone would be sweaty in a matter of hours. Perhaps he had taken a break recently to cool off? As you stood there, you heard a familiar song turn on, sounding like. . Bruno Mars? He wasn’t dancing to their song anymore, he was dancing to Bruno!

After a minute or two had passed, he finally turned around as he was trying to look for something, which you assumed to be water. That’s when he finally noticed you. Your eyes watched as he jumped a tad, evidently knowing you startled him. A small laugh came from the gap of your lips as you pushed yourself off of the door frame. You took small steps until you were in the room, immediately feeling a breeze waft past you. That would explain why he wasn’t sweating so much.

“Announce yourself next time! You about gave me a heart attack.” he put his hand on his heart, bending down as he caught his breath. You could tell he was kidding, as you could hear it in his voice, as well as the small laugh that came from him.