All Chapters of Dancing on Keys: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

When I arrived at remedial classes, there were still children who weren't present yet. I took the chance to tie my hair up in a bun at the toilet, before changing into an everyday white t-shirt and jeans. Then, I adjusted my expression in the mirror until it seemed gentle and kind enough."Miss Odette, you look so pretty today!" A boy praised me while lying in my lap, and I leaned down to ruffle his head with a gentle smile.Then, I turned to look at the pure gazes of the children, affixed on me, before raising my finger and pressing it on a key. "Alright, let's begin."During a short rest, I went outside to fetch some water, and the man from last night was watching me from a distance. His gaze was so brazen that even my colleague realized, and the guitar teacher walked towards me and blocked me from view, before leaning down and asking, "Is that man your new prey?"I didn't grace him with a reply, only tipping the water I'd just fetched slightly towards him. He didn't budge, how

Vincent stopped my hand from moving any further downwards, and I could tell from his expression that he was going to try and preach at me again. I hated it the most when he acted all holier than thou like that, so I shook his hand off and ripped his shirt open with one swoop."Odette!" Vicent glared at me in frustration, and I took the chance to flee back to my room while he was busy buttoning his shirt back up. Side note, he had a pretty nice body, to be completely honest. He had a thin layer of muscles, and I could tell just by looking that it felt nice to touch.I hummed a tune under my breath, taking off my clothes because I was sure that Vincent wouldn't come in after me. Just as I was about to change into a new set of clothes, the door was pushed open from the outside. Startled, I reflexively covered my chest and looked back. True enough, it was Vincent, staring at me with a steely expression.I took a moment to come back to my senses, before I took my hand off my chest, t

Damn it.I tugged at my hair in frustration, hating myself for losing control like that in front of Vincent. In the past, I'd always seduce men to make the first move no matter how much I desired it, but I'd embarrassingly stick myself onto him.Though, if I really thought about it, it was his fault in the first place for stopping me from going out for such a long time!Walking out of my room, I saw him sitting on the sofa."Come on," he stood up and faced me. "Let's go buy groceries."I was going to refuse, but then I realized I might have a chance to find a new target if I went out with him, so I agreed.At the supermarket, Vincent kept on brushing against me here and there. Before my legs could go weak, I kicked him in the shin and made distance between us. "Are you busy tomorrow?"Without a single thought, I replied, "Yeah."Revelling in his surprised reaction, I smiled. "Even if I wasn't busy, I wouldn't want to see you either.""Vincent!" Hearing a youthful voice, I

My legs were shaky as I climbed out the car. Vincent tried to support me, but I slapped his hand away."Your medicine…""Didn't you just do it with me?" I snapped. "If I'm sick, then you're sick too!" "Can you stop with the tantrum, Odette?!" Vincent asked, anxiety palpable in his tone. "Now that we know what the problem is, all that's left is to cure it! Why must you resist?""Fine, let's say I go with it. What are you going to do about it?" I asked mockingly. "Are you planning on force-feeding me medicine?" "Well, am I supposed to just watch you ruin yourself?" "What if that's what I want, huh?"I dragged him to my closet, pulling it open and showing him my clothes. "Look, do you see any colors other than black and white?"Vincent didn't seem to understand what I was getting at, so I roughly shoved aside those clothes, showing a hidden compartment within. In a second, bright, vibrant colors flooded my vision."This is who I truly am, Vincent! I love it when I'm the center