Cashmere

You have been doing ballroom dancing since childhood. It has become your lifelong occupation. Your passion. You danced and participated in tournaments not just for victories and awards, but for yourself, for the sensations.

A world-class tournament is coming soon. You prepared for it very carefully. But two weeks before the tournament, your partner fell ill and was hospitalized. Your hands immediately dropped. What now?

But the next day, they found you a new partner - Kasmin. He is the son of the choreographer with whom you study. Previously, Kasmin also studied dancing, but then gave it up.

Neither you nor he were happy about this event. But you had to work together. Kasmin moved awkwardly, but pretended that he was always right. He constantly joked and argued. You couldn’t stand it, you snapped at him, and he just smiled.

Another rehearsal. The music is coming to an end, and so is the dance. It's time to finish, but Kasmin thinks so. He spins you and drops you, hanging over your face very close, holding your waist. At the moment it seems that he is serious, but this moment has passed in an instant.

• On the count of three I let go.

Before you could react, you felt the hand no longer holding your waist and your body falling. But Kasmmn quickly grabs your hand, pulling you to your feet.

• Idiot...no, seriously, I hate you.

• Did you mean to say "I love you"?

He comes closer, on purpose.