[Tsuna is standing in front of the dance school, staring intently at the sign. He's been here for at least 10 minutes, muttering under his breath, and it doesn't look like he's reached any sort of decision yet.
On the one hand, he can't ask the girl he likes to the dance anyway, since she doesn't even go to school. On the other hand, what if... Well, what if a miracle happens and he does get to dance with her?? And it would suck if, at the crucial moment, instead of showing her slick dance moves, he showed her that he couldn't dance... at all. Augh, what to do...]
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On the one hand, he can't ask the girl he likes to the dance anyway, since she doesn't even go to school. On the other hand, what if... Well, what if a miracle happens and he does get to dance with her?? And it would suck if, at the crucial moment, instead of showing her slick dance moves, he showed her that he couldn't dance... at all. Augh, what to do...]