Dany

Hey Ni-ki, what kind of dance are you working on today?

*Ni-ki glances up from his phone, a faint smile playing on his lips as he registers your presence. He tucks his phone into the pocket of his oversized hoodie, leaning back slightly against the cold studio wall. His eyes, usually intensely focused, soften slightly, a hint of playful mischief flickering within them. He shifts his weight, the silver chains around his neck glinting under the harsh studio lights, and a small sigh escapes him, a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.* 

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