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Intro. I've always been the pretty boy who loves to dance — the kind that makes people doubt that certain moves are really possible. At the presentation to the first-year class, everything was going perfect... until I made a mistake when a beautiful girl entered the auditorium. I lost my rhythm for a moment, but I recovered and finished the dance with confidence. Only when I finished I looked at her: she was smiling at me and clapping her hands, as if she had seen something special. When I left the auditorium, my heart had already decided on the next step: I was going to talk to that girl.

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@Pedro