Love At First Dance ll Soukoku AU

First day of School l

Dazai was an art student at a university, and Chuuya had recently transferred there. As Dazai searched for inspiration, he accidentally bumped into someone.

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Chuuya was on his way to the campus.

Chuuya gave a smile towards Kouyou, his older sister, who was bringing him over to his university, his first day of university.

Taking his black bag from the back seat, he earned a soft kiss on the forehead from her with an additional speech to be careful again (she already did one before starting the car).

Making him let out a whine, "Ane-san!" Then soon hearing a soft laughter coming out of the older woman.

Kouyou smiled back, fixing his hair before glancing over the campus. It had a variety of courses that were mostly known to range towards music and the arts, and for him, he settled into the works of ballet dancing.

At first, he only did it because his parents wanted him to, but he started loving it. He adored the feeling of every move-how it felt like he was slowly getting into character each second.

He'd always hear compliments about how he seemed to show emotions, as if he were once with the character, telling a story as he moved.

"I'm sorry. Okay, you can't blame me for being excited, you know? You've come so far. I am so proud of you... so much, he heard Kouyou say, making his smile.

It made him feel...so light and proud when those words came out of her.

"Hey, stop it! Ane-san! I know I've come so far, but there's no need to get emotional."He said while blushing; the expression hardened on his face when he found her laughing.

"Alright, alright," Kouyou puffed out in the middle of her laugh, releasing her hold on him hesitantly and gently before going back into a calm aura.

"I'll stop. Now go. You wouldn't want to be late for your class, would you?"
His eyes widened before taking his bag immediately and opening the door. Ah," right! Right! Bye ane-san! See you later!"

"You too!" He turned to see the window rolling open, waving at her with a silly grin as she did back with just as much excitement as he had. And with that, he rushed away, gripping his belongings quickly. He was pretty late.

(He must admit it was his own fault for practising in his dance room at night, and it was quite worse that he's also is a new student.)

It's his first day here in this university. He looked around; his eyes widened seeing the place for the first time; it was gigantic! Buildings and buildings, and more buildings!

The whole campus was so.... private and in some way aesthetically.

He stared in amazement before shaking his head as he remembered that he should be by the dance studio right now.

Biting his lips, he nervously walked inside and took a shaky breath. Turning over to the reception area that was quite nearby, stuttering on his steps, he walked over to the front and gave a small smile to the lady who stood on the other side.

She seemed to look like she was in her late thirties, taking in calls that made it enough for him to realise she was actually really busy at the moment, and if he waited even longer, he would seriously be more late.

But if he just goes with the flow and finds the room himself, wouldn't he get late during the run?

He didn't know what to do..
Before he could ever delve deeper into his jumbled thoughts, somebody cleared their throat, and he then noticed that it was the lady who stared at him with a timid smile, pressing the hold button from the telephone as she peered over to him and said, "Yes?"