Everyone looked around, trying to see which unlucky person was number 12.
As Aurora Blaine stepped towards the center, the place fell silent; not even the tiniest noise could be heard.
Oh my God!
So it's this unlucky person!
After more than ten seconds of silence, different voices of discussion started to rise.
"The only person in the room who can't dance, drew the hardest song to dance to, amazing."
"Amazing? It's beyond that, it's incredible. Thanks to her, I was afraid I'd draw this song. Thank you, Miss Blaine!"
"This is awkward. I wonder who the unlucky senior paired with her is."
Drawing the hardest dance in the whole venue, and she can't even dance.
No matter which senior gets picked, they're only going to be dragged down with her.
Among the remaining five seniors, four were inwardly praying they wouldn't get picked; they couldn't carry this!
They really didn't want to get involved in this mess!
