Post by Taka Koichi on May 24, 2017 3:23:28 GMT
It's IRRESISTIBLE
Music filled the gymnasium on a wonderful evening after school, a long feminine figure standing amidst an array of speakers rehearsing a dance routine tirelessly for what must have been several hours now. Taka's skin was slick with sweat, and as the song ended for could've been the hundredth time he walked over to a chair he had set up a short distance away, complete with a cooler full of Powerade and a towel. Grabbing the towel off of the back of the chair, he patted himself down a bit, grabbing the bottle of Powerade from the ground next to the chair and unscrewing the cap to take yet another gasping drink from the elixir within. He let out a sigh as he removed the bottle from his lips and screwed the cap back on, bending over to rifle through his bag for his phone in order to check the time.
Alright, cool, he thought to himself. He still had a couple of hours left before he'd have to vacate to his dorm, and after a few moments of rest in the chair he was once again back in the center, stretching out again for a few moments before leaning over and starting the song once more. He took a moment to gather himself before launching into the routine, performing each action with a practiced ease that came from years of experience. He'd been dancing almost as long as he'd been acting, partially because the two went hand in hand sometimes and also because he was just really into it.
Taka had gone with lighter clothes for this for that exact reason, a sleeveless pink tank top atop a simple pair of black shorts formed his attire he worked his way through the motions, not once missing a beat as he cycled through the routine once more. He was beginning to add his own bit of flair to things, a little more sass than the routine had originally called for. Which was good, cause it meant he was getting used to it all.
Now all he really needed was an audience.
Alright, cool, he thought to himself. He still had a couple of hours left before he'd have to vacate to his dorm, and after a few moments of rest in the chair he was once again back in the center, stretching out again for a few moments before leaning over and starting the song once more. He took a moment to gather himself before launching into the routine, performing each action with a practiced ease that came from years of experience. He'd been dancing almost as long as he'd been acting, partially because the two went hand in hand sometimes and also because he was just really into it.
Taka had gone with lighter clothes for this for that exact reason, a sleeveless pink tank top atop a simple pair of black shorts formed his attire he worked his way through the motions, not once missing a beat as he cycled through the routine once more. He was beginning to add his own bit of flair to things, a little more sass than the routine had originally called for. Which was good, cause it meant he was getting used to it all.
Now all he really needed was an audience.
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