Two Hearts, One Punch

Junseo found comfort in the way Jiahao moved his body to the beat of the music; it was addicting, enticing. Everything Jiahao did was meant for Junseo's keepsake, a memory that he wouldn't dare to ever trade off. Junseo desired the love, affection, and body of the ballerina; his love had grown into an obsession that he couldn't shake. He was mesmerized by the way his body swayed when he twirled, the elegance in how he fell after completing his jeté. Junseo couldn't help but find himself yearning, wanting the black swan from across the two-way convex mirror to look back at him.