Leaving the dorm, Allura headed to the main building. There weren't many around this early in the morning. She could hear the ROTC class drilling or doing something in the courtyard, but she didn't bother to go see. Heading inside, she made her way up to the dance studio she always used.
Still out in the hall, she stopped and peered inside through the one-way window. Inside, three dancers were talking and laughing together. Allura recognized them, of course. They were in her class, but she didn't know their names. Hesitating in uncertainty now, she didn't want to go into the studio and be around others. She preferred to dance alone, and she didn't socialize well with others.
Not being able to dance, though...but she wasn't going to brave going in there. Turning around, she went to go check the other dance studio, but it was in use as well by dancers from the modern dance class. Out of luck, she left and went back to her room. The day couldn't get any worse...