Standing at one side of the hall, Su Yanruo looked at all the students who were forming a couple to dance together. She glanced at the number stamped on her wrist and frowned. What a headache!!! If it wasn't for Ming Xiaoyu to force her to wear this stupid princessy dress and come here to the party, she would have just stayed in her cozy bed back at the dorm. She was in no mood to dance or to come to this party. Now, that she was already here, she was dreading this entire thing. All of it was starting to become her nightmare.
She didn't want to dance with anybody. Tell her to play with knives, and she will do it. Tell her to dance, and she can't. In her entire life, she had never learned dancing nor did she know how to dance. "Xiaoyu, I want to go back...." she whispered slowly.
