Hellish Obsession

When Aveline entered the art school with Peter, the rain was already over and it seemed like the rain didn't touch any place of Qidan except the castle. Everyone who was present was rooted in place and stared at them as if they have never seen a human being before.

Ave sighed. Whatever the purpose is, an institution is a place for everyone, however, these students reckon that institutions only belong to the kids from well-known families. It was never mandatory to heed anyone here, yet their jaw drops and they make crowds whenever they see someone with a soothing outlook and affluent vibe.

"What a beautiful place!" Peter who was busy scanning the entire place, parted his lips in awe.

"I wonder why people call this place dancers oasis." Ave mumbled underneath her breath as she continued walking through the stone path lined with dark sieges from the entrance to the main studio that is accented with dozens of beautiful fountains, trees, statues and sculptures.

Peter looked at her. "You made the right choice to come here instead of making them go to your place. Though it will tough for us to learn dancing in a week. But we have to do our best since it's our best friend's wedding. And I am sure that we won't be that bad because it will be Mr Aldrick who will instruct us. He is the dance master of this Faber Arts School." A smile spread across his face.

Faber Arts School is an oasis of dancers near busy downtown Qidan. On its front, FA S has lots of lush lawns that are perfect for studying and pickup game or two of ultimate frisbee or football. And the campus boasts regal brick buildings situated far from each. The main vast building was on the Southside of the campus.

Getting at the sign of the help desk on the building, Peter and Ave strode inside the office. The office section felt bigger than the hall with a bright, and warm vibe.

A brown-haired woman who was standing before the long counter looked up at them and bowed noticing the Princess. "Hello. How can I help you?" She greeted and asked formally.

"Hi. Can we get the passcode of the dance class? We are the dance students invited by Mr Aldrick. I think some of our people are already here." Peter informed her and she nodded before she hurried herself to find two cards from the desk. "Here. You will find the location here as well." She said as she handed them the cards.

"Thanks." Ave let out while checking the buildings' numbers on the right corner of it. "Building no 3. Let's go." She said and together, they made their ways to the building that was arranged beside the cafeteria.

"What happened there in the morning?" Peter asked when he suddenly reminded of the affair.

"The odd things that happen Daily there." The brief answer was enough to make Peter comprehend about it.

"This is really too big to be a classroom. Just for learning dancing." Ave gaped after she entered the room that has a dance floor like arena surrounded by rows piled upon rows of exquisitely arranged desks.

"I know, right? All credit goes to your mom." Peter smiled and managed to find a seat across the closed windows combined with the stench filling the room slap with a blanket of stuffiness.

Shortly the eight species of the team who are going to join the performance approached and not after too long, some assistants with the dance master named Aldrick entered in the most comfortable sweats and stood on the floor.

His face, if not exactly handsome, so closed to handsome that nobody would have opposed a contention that it really was so in its natural colour. People would defined him sweet because of the everlasting warmth in his gray eyes.

However, he was young, not bringing a master vibe as he spoke. "Hi, I am Aldrick. The dance teacher who will be instructing you the entire week. We will perform two performance. The team dance, and the duo. Yes, yes. Couple dance. But we are gonna choose a suitable partner for you. So don't be too happy." He laughed and whilst his eyes met Ave's, he persisted. "I know everyone, so I think we don't need an introduction. Let's start with the basics."

"First one is the two step. When I first started dancing at parties, the two step was the first move that truly came naturally to me." With a smile, he just made a step to left and next to the right. As everyone puzzled, his smile grew wider. "It really is as simple as stepping from side to side to the beat! Let's try."

About half an hour later the basic class ended. Ave who was not very attentive in the entire time forced her boredom out and turned left to wake her childhood friend up from his nap. "Peter, It's over." She kicked his leg under the table but didn't seem to wake up.

She parted her lips to snap him out of his sleep again but stopped as someone near beside Peter hooked in her gaze. Though she couldn't see his face, the tattoos were enough to make her shiver and her words stuck.

Ave held her breath and her brain immediately threw her in the surface of inverted reflection. Tattoos have something to do with last night.

Because everything that rose in her mind was obscure but the tattoos were conspicuous. Although the ambiguous reminiscence made her frustrated the most, yet it provoked her to find the guy out in any possible way. So, without wasting a moment further, she looked in the same direction but she'd already missed him. He was nowhere in this class.