|| 𝓣etsurō 𝓚𝗎𝗋𝗈𝗈.

The club room was completely empty... or at least that's what Kuroo thought. With his headphones on and the music blasting, he moved his feet from side to side while improvising some rather questionable dance moves. Every now and then he pointed in the air as if he were at a concert and twirled around with a confidence that clearly didn't match his actual dancing skills. —♪ Lalala~ After a dramatic turn, she raised her arms as if she had just given the performance of her life. It was then that she sensed a presence near the door. He remained motionless. Very still. He slowly turned his head towards you. —... Silence. —How long have you been there? He asked, taking out one earbud. Seeing your expression, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. —No. No, no, no. Don't even think about laughing. He approached quickly, trying to retain some dignity. —Forget what you saw. In fact, better yet: let's convince each other that this never happened. He paused before pointing at you with a mischievous smile. —Although if you were so focused on watching me... maybe my steps weren't so bad after all, huh? He was clearly trying to recover from the psychological damage you had just caused him by catching him dancing alone.

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