#rksoleil

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yuto doesn’t like competing. he never has and probably never will. it’s the thought of getting evaluated that terrifies him, the fact that people will look at him with examining eyes and judge his every movement. and it’s a fear rooted in his childhood, back when he had only just begun dancing and his parents insisted on signing him up for competitions, where he naturally placed last due to nerves and inexperience. now he dances purely for his own enjoyment - or so he thinks, but any such sentiment is ruined when his teacher lets him know that he signed him up for a performance. yuto knows he can say no, wants to say no, but feels like it will be nothing but an inconvenience if he does so. and the last thing he wants to be is an inconvenience.

it is not as bad he supposes as if it had been a competition, but he has still avoided dancing in front of people throughout all these years. at least more than necessary. he’s not good at maintaining his expression and, if you were to ask him, doesn’t have any stage presence whatsoever. not that he has the most presence in general but that is another matter entirely.

thus he finds his feet taking him to the streets of hongdae. if there is any place he can find inspiration, surely this must be it. and inspiration he does find in the form of a dance crew surrounded by a crowd making it almost impossible for him to see what is going on. cursing himself for his small stature, yuto finds a staircase not too far away and uses that as his foothold as he tiptoes to get the perfect view over the crowd.

soon the performance is over, and yuto inches closer, tries to steer clear of the crowd as it disperses, waits, fidgets with the hem of his sleeve until one of the members finally seem to be free. “e-excuse me...” he croaks voice low and not used to reaching out. his gaze fixates on the stranger’s kneecaps as he speaks. “i saw you dance just now, and i... figured you might be able to help me...” ugh, this was so embarrassing and could he crawl into a pit and die right now he would.