– The Dance Lab –

I pushed in the glass door, there were few people sitting on the floor drinking milk-tea bought from Chatime and chatting about each of the product they tried in Chatime. Three friends of me were practicing in front of the huge mirrors in order to get ready for the up-coming performance in September, they smiled and looked straight into the mirror with confidence. Two new members joined in for the next classes, they sat on the sofa looking nervous, they smiled awkwardly at me when I walked towards to the sofa and put down my stuff. Reception Melody was busy typing up new members’ information to the system, she had her chin on her hand looking confused, I guess she was trying to figure out how does the new system works.

He walked in, with no facial expression. He had his glasses on which he doesn’t usually do have them on his face, I put my hands high and wave at him, but he ignored. I was sitting behind the reception desk, the fence was higher than my head so when he bend down I lost him in my view. Then he stood up with his face had reddened and turned his head to me, he stared at me for a few second and his lips slowly curved a smile ‘Hi, didn’t see you’.