One: New beginnings.

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September 8th, 12.30pm.

Xiao walks the normal route from his bus stop, seeing the same view, same stores, people. What he wasnt used to was the group that had formed just a bit close to the stadium he practiced at.

Music blares and people cheered and let out cheers of excitement. It made him roll his eyes, pulling his keys out, unlocking the door, and closing it.

He had practice.

He looks at the boy who played the chello wave at him, "Hey, Xiao!" He says energetically. And he hums, sitting in his seat, opening his case, pulling an all black violin out, and the bow, "Did you see that crowd!? I wonder what's going on."

"Probably someone..I dont know. I dont really care. C'mon."

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People clap along with the beat, some whistling, excitement surrounded the area.

They watch as the boy dances along to the beat, with ease. The song mixes with the cheers. Slumber Party (It wasnt the most child appropriate, but he did give a fair warning to them that they wouldnt always be.) (I wanna learn this dance lowkey)

He moves with ease, honestly forgetting people watched. (song at the top, third dance, middle, I cannot explain it. I'm not even trying to)

When it was over, he smiles softly at the people clapping, reaching into his bag, grabbing a water bottle.

"You're rather good at dancing. Who is your teacher!?" A girl asks, "Uhm, I'm partially self taught. I'm with a group though. Today's just solo day, ehe.." He smiles, and she grins, "I'll be here tomorrow to watch a group dance." She smiles, and he bows a bit, grateful for her support.

He sits down for a moment, inhaling, scrolling through his phone, picking the next song.

Standing up, stretching.

~

After about two or three songs he spots a police officer, smiling as he keeps dancing to Whyd you only call me when you're high.

The officer bows slightly, and keeps walking.

"Hm..I think it's time I go." He hums, finishing the song. He bows, saying thanks to everyone, packing up his things. The crowd disperses, whoever watching had left.

He kicks up his skateboard, resting it against his leg, tossing his bag on over his shoulder.

He drops the skateboard at his feet, getting a running start, and jumping onto the skateboard.

He had good speed, until the damn door opens and a boy walks out of the stadium, he starts to yell as a warning, but he doesnt turn to look, so he does the best option, dodge and crash. Humiliating.

He turns on the board, the wheel catching a rock making him launch forward, barely missing the boy, but his skate board started to move, making him scramble to get up and try and catch it. He succeeded, but also succeeded in scrapped knees and palms.

He stands, looking at the boy, "You deaf?" He asks, and the boy just stares, "No."

"Well- i- I yelled and you didnt respond," He dusts his legs off looking at him, "Sorry. Are you okay?" He asks, "Its fine. But, jesus. Try listening." The other boy hums, taking in the German accent the boy has.

"You play here?" He asks, and Xiao nods. "Awesome. I..dance. Everywhere. Heres just this weeks pick." He grins, and Xiao nods.

"Venti!" He offers his hand for Xiao to take, and he shakes it, "Xiao." Venti smiles, "Its nice to meet you, Xiao. Sorry for almost killing you." He winks, and Xiao hums, "Look where you're skating next time."

"I was. You weren't looking." He teases, putting the board down, "See you?" Their eyes meet, and they just stare for a moment, the familiarity was..Comforting. They seemed so familiar to the boys. Xiao's golden color felt safe and warm. Venti's greenish blues were deep, loving.

"Maybe." Xiao spoke breaking eye contact, and Venti grins, "I'll take that, pretty boy." He says, getting on the board, and he nods, and Venti soon leaves, and Xiao hums.

"Boy, that guy was just flirting with you."

"Shut it, Xingqiu." He hisses, and the boy hums, and walks with Xiao, "He was. I've also seen him before. I cant place it." Xiao pushes him lightly, and he giggles.




Let's GOOOO WOOOOOO
we have BEGUN AGAIN WOOOO LETS GOOOO!!! -bennett

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