"because of your illness?"

"yeah. mom put me off by telling how much 'physical contact' there is during the dance. plus I would destroy the fun if I suddenly cough up blood and go all sickly. I wouldn't want to trouble my friend either. haha."

"......then."

"huh?"

"let's dance." he smiled, lopsidedly. lime green pupils glowed in the dark. he pulled out his hand, motioning to take mine. i hesitated.

the next minute, he moved closer to me and pulled my hand, placing it on his shoulder. i couldn't believe my eyes, my mortal bounds, everything. is this what they call, dancing with the devil? his eyes pierced through mine. soon we were looking at each other, for unknown reasons.

i don't know what to think.

we danced slowly, as the fireflies twirled around, humming its own music and made me felt, this is how things should be.

just me and you, LHJ.

God, i'm crazy.

i pulled back and laughed softly. he stood there, dumbfounded for a while, then smiled.

"i forgot who i am when i'm with you."