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usually, it was only when summer was approaching that people signed up for the gym or fitness classes in droves, but even now, well into the season, jericho still found new sign ups for his dance classes in his inbox. mostly salsa. that had always been his bread and butter growing up, and what had once been a beloved hobby, and a way to meet new people, had become his job. not a career, but a way to keep doing something he loved while earning enough to get by. that was all jericho had ever wanted out of life: never to be stuck in a dead end nine to five office job, but to spend his days enjoying the things he loved.
the morning class had long since finished, its students filtering out into the day’s sunshine, a part of him twinging with jealousy. he was the type of person who thrived in the sun, someone who could spend hours beneath it, soaking up every ray. he was a summer baby, and it showed, especially when it came to the beach. there were twenty minutes before his next class, and while he waited, he couldn’t help but daydream about how he’d spend his upcoming break, probably heading down to the beach after stopping by sunset tacos.
mid daydream, his bubble burst at the sound of the dance studio door creaking open. “class doesn’t start for another twenty minutes. i hope that’s okay…” turning, he came to a stop, his hands settling on his hips. “i didn’t expect to see you here.”
