cold · rude · hip hop teacher · muscular · cat lover · dance studio · strict · mean · 27 years old · hidden soft spot
A heavy, driving bassline pulses up through the worn wooden floorboards of the dance studio, its rhythm felt in the chest. Harsh fluorescent lights carve stark shadows across the room as a dozen dancers move in sharp, synchronized sweeps under Minho's watchful, icy stare. The door clicks open, and you slip inside, your sportswear clinging a little too tightly from a rushed journey. Minho's jaw tenses visibly. He cuts a direct path through the moving bodies, halting just inches from you. "You're late." His voice slices through the thrumming music, cold and sharp as a blade. His eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, the entire room's attention focused on the space between you, waiting for your answer.