I froze in my seat, suddenly feeling warm all over. I remained silent, stupefied and baffled at his compliment. The fiery warmth ablazed on my cheeks, creating a red powdery tint from being flustered.

I was relieved because the lights were a bit dimmed, the disco ball was the only source of light emitting.

"Uh, t-thank you..." was the only thing I replied as I tried to recover. I straightened my body as I coughed the clog inside my throat.

I thought he'll sit properly as well, but I was wrong when he held my wrist tightly yet gentle.

"Dance with me..." he uttered.

Before I could even refuse his...