The dance of two left feet.
Summary: In which Tatara loves dancing, however he never met nor was drag by Sengoku at the Ogasawara dance studio, in the first place
Note: I was listening to SID: melody of the wild dance as I read ballroom e youkuso
"Captivating" he muttered to himself as he couldn't forget the illegally downloaded video of a certain dancer at a Ten dance competition, that he watched last night.
Still sleep deprived, he pinches himself to stay awake and listens to what the teacher is rambling in front of them.
Tatara wouldn't deny that he was fascinated and terrified as he watches Sengoku Kaname dance. It is indeed electrifying and breathtaking, he thought to himself. He wanted to dance, however he only knows street dancing, and some choreographs of random idol groups that he saw on TV, it was inevitable in his situation as he wished to be as charming and elegant as Sengoku-san.
The school bell rang and he noticed that this is an another good for nothing day, he didn't know what to do in his life, being a pathetic fool and poor human being he is (he thought to himself*), its only a dream to be in the same stage as Sengoku-san. Sighing, he immediately left the school to escape the bullies and his lazy classmates that always ask him to clean the classroom.
As he unconsciously walks to some random alleyways while reading some leaflets of part-time jobs, he somehow ended up on a quiet road somewhere in their town. He was about to turn away, however he saw decent establishment that he wouldn't thought that it could be a dance studio, since it was on the basement of the small establishment.
'Ogasawara dance studio' he read on the window glass panels. Curious he is on what kind of dance studio it was, he crouched down as peek on it. Only to see something that he could never ever thought that would cross his mind.
He couldn't believe what he is seeing and he couldn't make a mistake as he recognized the person dancing breathtakingly in the studio.
'Hanaoka-san?!'
TBC.
I'm back... yep...