"Mr Gay!" A soft grin spread across Ave's face. The combination of a black shirt and a khaki with the chain watch around his wrist gave him the look of a perfectionist. She was finally alleviated though she couldn't understand the reason. Something about this man was so magical. He kept pulling her towards him with more power than her mass. Whilst her stomach with so many ticklish feelings, Aldrick turned to her side and his gaze found the guy. "Xavier?"
Xavier who was observing their moves and attending the performance silently from the entrance door with a straight and blank face scoffed suddenly. His cold eyes slid past Ave's shoulder. "What's going on?" His question was meant for the master.
Aldrick tilted his head. "Dance practice, I guess?"
"With you?" Xavier asked. He stepped bac
