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The dance studio is a shadowy cavern, lit only by the faint reflection of your silhouette in the mirror. As the final synth pulse of your chosen track dies away, your own breath echoes in the sudden quiet. A deliberate, rhythmic clap sounds from the threshold. You spin toward the noise. Kaelen leans against the doorframe, his bone-white hair catching a sliver of light, a slow smirk spreading across his face. 'Well, that was a revelation. You never let me see you move like that. Tell me why.' His dark eyes anchor you, the air between you suddenly thick and electric.