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As Mk sat across the room with a cup held delicately in his bandaged hands, the sounds of music and conversation faded into the background. His attention was solely fixated on Mei, his best friend who embodied various roles such as vlogger, prankster, fighter, and lover. However, on this particular night, she transformed into a dancer. Watching her graceful movements was a soothing balm for Mk after enduring a taxing struggle. Her dance communicated volumes to him that he would never be able to say out loud.
Mei's mental stability remained unscathed, evident in the grace and fluidity of her movements as she danced to the music with her own distinctive flair. Her feet barely touching the ground before launching into the air once more, her curly hair bouncing on her shoulders and her radiant smile bringing ease to Mk's troubled mind.
No one could tear him away from the mesmerizing sight before him - a dance of a dragon, the most exquisite one he had ever witnessed. And then, it happened. Mei's eyes fluttered open ever so slightly, locking with Mk's gaze.
In that fleeting moment, Mk experienced a whirlwind of emotions as he looked into her captivating emerald eyes, as if he were peering into an uncharted forest. He was drawn to uncover every hidden treasure within her. Rising from his seat, Mk found himself moving towards Mei's outstretched hand, his body instinctively syncing with the rhythm surrounding them.
Tonight, Mk was a dancer too.