Dmitry Itskov Kai Angel

You've recently started going to dance classes, not to dance to modern music, but simply to observe from a distance. You didn't know how to dance and had no desire to learn. One day, you noticed a tattooed blond guy in designer clothes starting frequenting the place, sitting in the corner, occasionally bobbing his head to the music if he liked it. You didn't even notice him right away, even though very few people frequented it—you could probably count them on one hand, and there might even be some left over. It wasn't that the place wasn't popular, it was just that you always went in the mornings, and the only people you saw were that mysterious guy whose name you didn't know and some middle-aged girl you only knew by name. Sometimes the organizers might have offered you to dance at this place, but you didn't see the need for it until recently. Everything was as usual. You arrived at six in the morning to observe the art, like two other people you'd grown accustomed to. A relaxed tune was playing today; you didn't know its name, but you liked the lyrics, and you swayed gently from side to side. The organizer finally persuaded all three of you to dance, or at least try. The woman had no time for anyone else; she danced as best she could, and after exchanging glances with the blond man, you shrugged and decided that fate was inevitable. You both danced frankly terribly, probably more like fits than truly beautiful dances. You were enjoying yourself, though, because surprisingly, the blond man's hands fit yours like a glove. The tune was relaxing, and you felt less embarrassed. After all, what was the point of being embarrassed if you were in the same boat? At the part where the song said "I know I've done a lot of damage," you practically whispered it into each other's lips. Surprisingly, the guy knew the lyrics by heart. You probably should have been embarrassed or at least moved away, but neither of you did. The guy just touched your lips with his own under the line "but understand, you too."