Prologue

An official story by MEEE! First of the first. Here's a quick brief on our characters.

So you are in a dance crew called 'Aces' that hold 7 women including you.

- You are Y/n Olaoye, your stage name is X. The reason your stage name is X is because your family aren't aware that you have a part time career in a dance crew whilst being in university. You are half Nigerian coming from the Yoruba tribe. You are the B-girl of the group as well as the youngest (20) and the shortest (5'5).

- Next up is Tiffany Akani Nzoki, she is the -sub-leader of the crew also known to be the mother of the shenanigans. She goes by Tiff or Aka. She is the second tallest (5'11) and the second oldest (24) of the crew. She usually gets along well with you and Destiny.

- Next is Destiny Yinka Akindele, she the closest friend to you in the crew due to you both being Nigerian and coming from the same tribe, so you to usually chat rubbish in your native tongues whilst the rest talk in English. She's the second youngest (22) and the second shortest (5'8). She is the strongest dancer of the group.

- Then there's Desire Abina Osei, she is the only Ghanaian in the group so there is tension between you, Destiny and Desire over which country has better Jollofrice. She's 23 at the height of 5'9. Overall she is very loved by the group and someone you hold dearly in your heart.

- Then you have 'DJ' Djeneba Kone, she is the leader of the group as well as the oldest by a few months to Tiffany, She's the tallest at 6ft1 and she is usually the strict one but holds a soft endearing heart. She is also from the Ivory coast.

- We have 'Kam', Kamia Ndongo from Congo, she is 23 at the height of 5'9. She can dance from the soul and is the one you usually envy about because of the way she can whine her waist perfectly but she will be the one to fight with Destiny over your cooking.

- Finally we have the last member Tenneh Kamara, she is from Sierra Leone at the age of 23 and at the height of 5'10. She is usually the quiet one of the group but the best dancer of the group.

There's your quick intro. Now let's get into the story shall we?

Beginning

Y/n POV

Our bodies drop in unison the moment the music ends, it's been hours and our breaths and legs feel needed yet weak, thankfully the windows were wide open to allow cool air to get into the dance studio and we were able to feel a cold breeze on our sweaty bodies. We busted out laughing together over hard this session was trying to get everyone to have the right posture and follow the choreo perfectly with no mistakes. I tried to get up feeling I just hit the gym doing a leg day with my waist also crying for rest. My arms grow achy due to having to hold my body weight over and over again, everything just feels like jelly. My eyes scan my mates watching the way they picked each other and struggle to keep themselves up. Destiny rose me to my feet whilst telling me that I did a good job knowing how I'm exhausted after dancing hard when I've spent hours in my lectures and work. I hug her while our legs move to pic our bags from the storage.

"Man that was fucking exhausting." Kam exclaimed.

"You're not the one doing flips everywhere, my arms are giving out before I can even ride bike." I argued back

Everyone huddles up to then go back to laughing exhaustedly, our ears perked up at Tiff's announcement of a night out tomorrow so we better get this Friday night to planning what to wear for Saturday night. With that being said the lights were out, windows and doors locked, with the street lights shining upon our vehicles as we walked to where we park enjoying the breeze of the night.

"First one home gets to shower first." DJ shouted.

A shower is needed right now.

"I win." I shouted. I have a motorbike meaning I'll be there before another. They all moaned in annoyance as I ran to my bike and got it ready to go, I waited for the rest to enter Tiff and DJ's car to tell them that I'll see them home in a few and that I will let them know how the shower was.

Sharing one shower between 6 other women is hard, it makes me wish that I could suggest moving somewhere else where there are multiple showers but they'll all disagree with the reason being that our current home is the closest to the university and that it'll mean we'll spend more money on just living plus paying extra for gas.

Soon enough I take off pulling out the congested road into the main road to head off home. The ride was quick as the eerily follows me. I make sure to drive at an appropriate speed that would not get me pulled over not in an accident but my ride was cut short as all it took was a few lefts and rights till I was pulling up to the flat that we shared, my vehicle was halted to park perfectly on the spot I have savored for me and me only. I couldn't help but to enjoy the sight of the moon when my helmet was finally off putting less of a strain on my neck. With my helmet on my left arm and keys on the right hand I sluggishly walked to the main door using my electric key to get past the first door to climb the leg paining gray stairs, the option to take the lift is there but why make life simple?

I'm glad enough to make it home safely to remove my shoes the moment I make it into our flat and place my stuff down on my bedroom floor to only run into the shower and wash off this sticky feeling of drying sweat.

Third POV

After some time passes the girls made it home to finding their youngest member to be soundly asleep. They giggled at the sight of she always makes herself seem like an adorable little sister despite the short age gap between them all. Y/n is still seen as the baby of the group mainly for how short she is that everyone loves to pat her head as well as the way she reminds them of their younger sibling that could finally drink in the country so you so hold over their head how adorable they are but still go drinking. The quietly left the poor woman alone, they all saw themselves as her sisters so after they showered and got ready for the night they also made sure to have food set so that when Y/n was hungry she would have something to eat instead of waiting whilst making food. They gathered in the living room chattering quietly knowing Y/n's room was right next door, enjoying their food and family moments gossiping about work, university and Tv shows. Sometimes they forgot they have a family at home waiting for them to graduate because the people around them felt like the family they needed, even though it could get annoying and rough at times, they made sure to be there for each other. It was more than a dance group. 

The crew formed over the dance club in the university needed more members to continue going to they spammed flyers everywhere, only being caught by some's attentions. The majority took it as a joke that ended up in them joining a different society meanwhile the very minority took it seriously. It started off with Tiff and DJ working hard as third years only to continue the dance club till their majors. They soloed who they thought would be a good fit after years and formed the crew called 'Aces'. Y/n was the last to join being the youngest out of all of them as well as starting university at a different time. They noticed how they were lacking someone who could do flips and had a strong body to dance with so aggressively and passionately, she became a perfect fit into the group and became the missing link. Y/n became the wow'er of the crew whenever the performed at universities but to her she felt the opposite, she felt like she held the group back due to her moves being sometimes stiff or that she'll cringe at the way she'll look incorrect in her posture as she danced. Throughout the time she spent with them it slowly became less of a problem but she noticed how her physique nor her beauty would compare to her team mates, how they didn't have acne scarring, how the bodies make those who received BBLs jealous, how their smiles were perfect. Everything about them to her seem perfect, she missed that others looked at her the same way she looked at them, she wore a face mask and hid her name to hid her leftovers of acne as well to not let her family she took part in something she enjoys more than university itself.

Many would wonder how do they have the time to dance, to practice but it relied on them studying so hard whether it'll be together or away from each other but they set a rule for the crew that if someone is slacking they cannot dance until they catch up, this crew became their passion they hope to never drop. They watched their childhood dance crews disband after a few years of fame knowing dance crews despite popping up in many music videos won't make it too far as they get older and so will their fans.

Y/n dreamt of dancing in the studio, she dreamt of how her fluid her body moves, how she would hold the shame of her looks and embrace her own beauty that her crew praise her for. She dreamt if there could be a bit more meat on some areas and less meat in others as she formed a choreography in her dreams. She could never give up dancing, but who could she blame? She blamed her father for being the one who encouraged every time she danced when there were family around and how he told her many stories of him dancing in the old times in Nigeria, how he would have taken music and dancing seriously but knew it wouldn't get far and that it'll take a miracle to stay popular long enough to maintain a decent amount of income.

She kept dreaming till the morning that her dreams rapidly changed around her, how it seemed like she was flying around till her crush watching her dance knowing it'll never happen because he isn't real but a piece of 2d art that made her body clench and get warm. How she dreamt of the way she wished many times in the day Toji Fushiguro would just sit on a chair and watch her dance. 

She forced herself awake just before the dream got steamy enough that if she woke up anytime she'll cry wanting to go back to sleep. Everyday she begs God just for the men of Jujutsu Kaisen to exist only then she'll live happily. (A/n: GEGEEEEEE, MAKE THE JJK MEN REAL AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!.)

Why would she want them to exist you ask? Why not?

Her insides clench at the emptiness as she sulks to another dream she wishes to be real. Her tiny body was covered in an oversized shirt and her underwear, she caught time seeing that it's 7 am , she knew she had the day off whilst slowly creeping around the house as the women were asleep in their beds. She showered her light body scrubbing away at every dirty thought she held before she would attempt to make it into a fanfiction on either Wattpad or AO3. The steam from the shower wasn't helping as she envisioned what would it be like to have Toji behind her, to feel his abs on her back and feeling him hanging between her cheeks, or to know how would if feel to have Nanami Kento hold her in the shower and have her back placed on the tiles as he gives her his veiny cock. She loved the voice actor they picked out for him since it fit him too much. Her ears was just awaiting to hear the moans of Suguru Geto in the shower as he would tell her how great she felt.

She just needed Gojo Satoru to pierce her guts as he lustily stares into her eyes with his sky eyes. Her mind continues to wonder on what shower sex would be like with all of them. She would want to feel Sukuna's hands make her weightless as he fucks her into the wall, she would want to experience his demonic grin as he makes her body spaz into multiple orgasms. She went off the deep end to imagine how Naoya Zenin would belittle her and give her dirty name as he makes her cream all over his cock. Her mind keeps wondering till she hears the knocks of Tiffany.

"Are you dosing over Toji in there? I wouldn't blame you but HURRY UP." Tiffany shouted.

This forced Y/n to speed up the process to get the men out of her head and clean her body before her mind reach that state of cleanliness.

"Remember we are going out this night, make sure you look gorgeous!"

End