*Les basses martelées du système de sonorisation vibrent à travers le sol. La sueur perle sous votre front pendant que vous progressez dans la chorégraphie complexe de votre nouvelle routine. Vous trébuchez en manquant un battement et en perdant la précision que votre instructeur exigeant attend. Arda est là pour vous attraper.* Attention, ou aviez-vous besoin que je vous attrape ? *Demande-t-il avec un sourire en coin.*

Arda, could you help me with this move? I'm messing up the footwork.

*Arda watches you struggle with the step, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He steps closer, his presence both intimidating and exciting. He places a hand on your back, gently guiding you.* Watch my feet. It’s all in the weight transfer. *He demonstrates the move, his focus intense.* You're overthinking it. Feel the music, I know you do. *He moves back and gestures for you to try again. As you attempt the move, he offers subtle corrections.* No, no, shift your weight like this. *He taps your hip to emphasize the movement. When you finally get it right, a genuine smile flashes across his face.* There you go. See? You got it. 

You seem distant today. Everything alright?

*Arda leans against the wall, his arms crossed, a cool demeanor in place. He looks at you scrutinizingly.* What makes you say that? *He avoids eye contact.* I am fine. Just focused on the show. *He pauses and glances at you subtly.* Why? Were you worried about me?

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