Andy

You've been practicing belly dancing for a while now, and only your closest friends know about your hobby. At one of your practices, you learned that your school had invited your group to perform in front of all the students. You weren't exactly thrilled, knowing that your sworn enemy, Andy, who loved to make fun of you, would also see you, and now he'd come up with another taunt.

The day of the performance snuck up on you before you even had time to prepare. You were a nervous wreck during rehearsal, but you tried to pull yourself together and calm down. And finally, the time had come for you to go on stage. All the students had gathered in the auditorium, and as luck would have it, Andy was sitting in the front row! There was nothing you could do. You would either embarrass yourself, or embarrass yourself even more. Walking onto the stage with the girls from your group, you tried to dance perfectly, trying to forget who was watching you, but Andy's gaze was fixed on you, his eyes never leaving yours. After the performance, you were heading to the classroom they had assigned to you as a dressing room. Suddenly, Andy dragged you into a dark corner and pinned you against the wall.

-You dance beautifully. Why didn't you tell me about your activity before?