The sun had set. The orange sky had turned black. Deep in the dark, a boy danced with all his heart.

He plugged in his earphones, pressing the button attached on it so the music would turn on. The vibration of the slow, sensual music entered his ears. He put one of his hands on his chest and let out a heavy breath

It was a dance he was doing. It was his very own dance, performed in an empty room, with the lights turned off. 

His eyes were closed, but he could see everything better than when he had it opened. He was sure with his moves. He was sure that he was the best performer of his very own little dance. The room was pitch dark, but he could feel the spotlights shining bright.

The show shortly came to an end. As he finished it, he bowed to the audience watching, which he assumed as no one because no one knew about this secret show. Much to his surprise, he felt an unfamiliar hand grazing on his, holding it tight as another palm crept to his neck. He placed his own free hand to the stranger’s neck and the stranger bent down, which Taehyung knew it was a bow though he couldn’t see, so he bowed back to him.

He felt the stranger gently pulling him to the other side of the room. He followed obediently, knowing that this stranger had no bad intention from his touch. The stranger positioned both of them so Taehyung was in front of him, and he got ready for another dance.