Dimitri needed to blow off some steam, having received yet another letter from his father that he was sure he was not going to respond to. Walking into the gym, he had hoped that he would be alone. However, instead of emptiness, he found another student, a young woman, dancing between some of the other equipment. He stared for a short moment before clearing his throat. “Uh,” he said, ruffling his hair. “Sorry to ruin the moment.” His voice was low, gruff.
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