Ryan’s POV

Hands on my back and eyes on mine, Chaylen was dancing with me along with the romantic music. His black hair was brushed up. He’s wearing a white suit partnered with a Rolex watch and a silver piercing on his ear.

Dancing with Chaylen is really…

“Ryan. Are you planning to send me to the hospital?” asked Chaylen after I stepped on his foot for the seventeenth time.

“I didn’t ask you to dance with me, did I?” I responded.

Chaylen could only chuckle while enduring the pain in his foot.

Things were really awkward between us after the school festival. But I guess dancing like this and...