When two completely different people cross paths, sparks fly. A hardworking freshman determined to succeed, and a notorious senior with a reputation for trouble, clash in unexpected ways.
But as their hate intensifies, so do the feelings they never...
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The campus was buzzing with activity as students prepare for the festival. Decorations are being hung up, food stalls are being arranged, and various performances are being planned. Santa walks through the campus, absorbing the vibrant atmosphere and the excitement of the upcoming event.
With classes on hold for festival preparations, Santa finds himself with free time. He decides to use this opportunity to practice his dancing and heads to the dance studio. Reflecting on the encouragement from his new friends and the possibility of performing at the festival, he feels a renewed sense of purpose.
As Santa walked into the practice room, he immediately noticed a few familiar faces: Winny, Satang, and, of course, Perth. His stomach tightened a little when he saw Perth, but he quickly looked away. Among them stood Pond, a senior Santa heard a lot from almost every student. Pond is a senior who well-known for his stunning dance move. Pond was chatting with the group but turned his attention toward Santa when he entered the room.
"Hey, you must be Santa, right?" Pond said with a friendly smile, not knowing much about him except that he was a freshman.
Santa nodded, feeling a bit nervous under the attention. "Yeah, that's me."
Pond seemed curious and gestured toward the open space in the room. "We're all getting ready for the campus event. How about showing us what you're working on for the performance?"
Santa felt the eyes of everyone in the room, especially Perth, who was watching with a faint smirk on his face. Despite the tension, Santa nodded. "Alright."
He wasn't going to back down, no matter what Perth thought. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, ready to show them what he could do.
As Santa dances, he becomes completely absorbed in his routine. His movements are intense and expressive, showcasing his skill and dedication. However, the peaceful practice is interrupted when Perth, watching from the sidelines, scoffs loudly.
"Your dance looks like old man moves, Santa," he says, drawing laughter from some of the other students.
Feeling the sting of Perth's comment, Santa retorts, "At least I can dance, unlike you who's busy tormenting me."
The tension in the room rises as Perth steps forward, his expression darkening. He squares up to Santa, ready to confront him physically. Just as Perth raises his fist, Pond steps between them with a firm but controlled tone.
"Enough! We're here to prepare for the performance, not to fight. If you both want to settle this, take it outside."
Perth, glaring at Santa, hesitates before stepping back. He mutters something under his breath and, with a final scowl, turns away, storming out of the practice room with Winny and a few others following him.
Santa, shaken but relieved, takes a deep breath and returns to his practice. Pond offers a sympathetic nod before returning to his own rehearsal, allowing Santa to focus and channel his emotions into his dance.
