Blurb:
Shiqiao overslept on the day he had to choose his classes, so he had no choice but to sign up for a sports dance class he had never even heard of. He figured it was probably just aerobics, right?
On the first day of class...
The two instructors, a man and a woman, smiled and said, "The first thing everyone needs to do is find a dance partner for the school year. We'll learn ballroom dancing this semester and Latin dancing next semester."
Shiqiao was stunned. Latin? Ballroom???
The computer science student, Shiqiao, looked around in confusion. There were only nine girls, and everyone else was a guy. What kind of partner dancing were they supposed to do?
Thanks to his stunning looks, Shiqiao beat out the other contenders and won the favor of one of the girls.
But the PE teacher wasn't impressed. "That male student there, your partner will be taller than you once she puts on heels. Go pair up with that tall guy in the back and dance the woman's part."
Shiqiao, who was 173.5 centimeters tall: ???
He followed the teacher's pointing finger and looked at the guy in the back... Aaaah! Wasn't that his lifelong nemesis, Zhou Huaijin? The one who stole the top spot in his year, took the national scholarship he was after, and even tried to challenge his status as the best-looking guy in their department?!
He would rather die than hold hands, put his arms around, and sway back and forth with his sworn enemy!
But for the credits, for the GPA, and to surpass Zhou Huaijin, the hopelessly uncoordinated Shiqiao swallowed his pride, partnered up with him, and danced... the woman's part.
The stiff-as-a-board Shiqiao rested his hands on Zhou Huaijin's shoulders, his mind completely blank except for one question: which leg was he supposed to move for the figure-eight step?
Zhou Huaijin clasped Shiqiao's soft, pale hand in his left and rested his right on Shiqiao's slender, supple waist. He stared at the pert curve of Shiqiao's rear as he tensed his core, ran his tongue over a canine tooth, and said darkly, "Don't tense up so much. Shake your hips properly. Are you a zombie?"
Scolded back to his senses, Shiqiao wanted to cry. Aaaah! He'd focused only on the steps and forgotten to move his hips. He'd embarrassed himself in front of his nemesis again! Somebody save him!
1. Cool, sharp-tongued hottie seme whose secret crush comes true x tsundere, clueless beauty uke who thinks he's straight
2. A lighthearted, ridiculous little sweet treat. A plot-focused author's practice run at writing romance!
Theme: Let go of prejudice and embrace love