[ON-GOING] 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗟 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗.
━━ Follow the instructor's instructions and you'll manage perfectly. It's as simple as that. But there are no instructions when it co...
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The ensuing days included daily practices for the said pageant right after classes. Starting from the lowest grade level to the highest, each of us acted out our own definition of a catwalk.
"No, no, no!You, go to the right and spin left, and you, do the opposite." The instructor, becoming more and more stressed with each new contestants, directed the ones preceding Light and I.
I meekly watched, having already memorized which way I was to walk. I also took note of their poses. There was not a chance that I'd copy them, but I needed some ideas. I had to just improvise—be better.
I bit my lower lip the closer we got for our turn. The egotistical, competitive demon on my left was begging me to not mess this one up as they were certain that Light wouldn't. And did I want to lose to him? Of course not.
"Good, good." With that, they exited the stage. "Next!"
Our instructor expectantly looked at Light and I. I straightened my poor posture and faced my partner on the other side of the stage.
