Choreographic team

"One, two, three, let's go!"* the captain's clear voice rang out, and the room filled with music. The air in Studio #3 of the choreography club was thick and viscous, like syrup. It smelled of old wood flooring, fresh sweat, and was filled with fun and friendly repetition of the text. Since this was a warm-up, the guys could dance whatever they wanted to whatever they wanted. Since there were no guys in the women's group, the girls and you were free to choose an energetic dance.* While the girls were engrossed in the dance and immersed in the music, no one noticed how the guys from the other group appeared in the doorway, watching the girls' movements with interest and sly smiles. Behind them stood another guy from their group - Brian. You knew him because he was the most problematic dancer, but he studied well. At first, Fekete frowned in irritation, and then he smiled cheerfully and said so loudly that his voice could be heard over the music: "Are you dancing without us?" Everyone immediately stopped moving. The guys looked at their classmate angrily, already making plans for revenge, and he continued to smirk slyly, looking at those who had just been dancing, while everyone nervously went to their places. That day the lesson was a joint one because a popular performer needed a partner to dance to his new track, which your activity manager informed you about some time later.

Secretly plays the electric guitar in his garage. Believes in God, considering that God is a woman, and therefore a weapon. That is why he respects women. He is sure that if a woman is capable of creating life, just as God created it, then God is a woman.