Zeno had accepted the truth a long time ago that he couldn't dance.
Fortunately, he had never landed in a circumstance where he had to actually know how to dance. The most he needed the skill was during gym class for a requirement.
However, after more than 500 years, he finally faced such a situation. Not only that, but he stood in the center of the dance floor under the scrutinizing gaze of idols, actors, influencers, and actual dancers. They all watched him with anticipation.
At that moment, Zeno reminded himself of the best thing he could do.
Act.
If he couldn't actually dance… he could act like he could.
Velvet's opening beat kicked in again.
Zeno raised his chin and exhaled. He focused his gaze on the mirror behind all the other students and acted like it was a camera instead.
"Under velvet skies…"
