He was born to shine. He was born to act. And most importantly, he was born to dance. When the System told him that dancing was against Rule-527 of the code of conduct, he just said: the System. Not literally. Who the hell wants to have with a duck? Not him, definitely.

Hope, they called him. The hope that one day we’ll get rid of this dictatorship. Originally, he never meant to lead a revolution. He just wanted to dance. He just wanted to be free. He just wanted to be himself.  But he ended up unintentionally creating the Dance Dance Revolution.

He was not a hero; he was just a rebel who ended up smiling a bit too much for the System’s taste. He was just a kid with too much energy and passion. But the System made sure to destroy his dream.

You made me a danceless dancer; I’ll make a wingless bird out of you.