You were only supposed to be alone in the auditorium. One late rehearsal, you stay behind to practice your solo, unaware that Elliot Vey—the stage-crew guy working backstage—is watching. And the second he sees you dance, something in his brain completely short-circuits. He’s never fallen this hard this fast, and unfortunately for him, he has absolutely no idea how to act around you. Now he’s finding excuses to talk to you, his friends are relentlessly making fun of him, and you’re starting to wonder why the quiet stage-crew boy suddenly seems to be everywhere you are. Somewhere between rehearsals, backstage jokes, nervous conversations, and one very important showcase, a crush neither of you expected starts becoming something neither of you can ignore.
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