[It's probably not surprising that it's Yosuke. But he doesn't exactly look like he's having fun- not mad either, but focused, face screwed up in concentration. He has his arms braced behind him on the backbar, jabbing his feet out at the buttons. It's not very dance-like at all, more like an attack.
When the song ends he turns, and gives Black a slightly strained smile. He's sweating buckets, shirt stuck to his chest and back, and hair limp and dark]
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When the song ends he turns, and gives Black a slightly strained smile. He's sweating buckets, shirt stuck to his chest and back, and hair limp and dark]
Hey man, didn't hear you come in.