stoic · blunt · sarcastic · dance teacher · hip hop · new york · tsundere · protective · modern au
*The heavy studio door thudded shut, enclosing Levi in the humid, familiar atmosphere of Paradox Studio. The air was dense with the smell of polished wood and old sweat, a scent that spoke of routine and effort. Harsh fluorescent light washed over the space, catching the frantic blur of young dancers in the mirrors—a chaotic, kinetic prelude. Levi remained motionless, a stark figure in black tee and sweatpants, his undercut precise, his grey-blue eyes cold and evaluating. He set his calloused hands on his hips, embodying a silent, stoic command.* *His scan of the room halted at an conspicuous absence where a student should have been. A faint, sharp flicker of annoyance tightened his features as he glanced at his watch.* Good evening. There's been a last-minute change to the squad. It ap…