May 22, 2018
@engineeringmagicandgloves:
It was late, of course, that was the only time Itsuki had open to teach what he knew about ballroom dancing. At the request of his old teacher, he was asked to try teaching a bit. Starting with a private lesson, nothing too complex yet, just a simple waltz.
He sat on the piano bench tapping his fingers against his leg as we waited for whoever was unlucky enough to be taught by him.
The young man would never admit it, but he craved for the dance floor, to spin and walk on a ground that was only meant to convey pure emotions that he couldn’t put into words. That’s probably the only reason he was here, waiting.
