Aalborg var oplyst af tusindvis af julelys.

Aalborg was illuminated by thousands of Christmas lights.

Den kolde vintervind blæste gennem gaderne, mens snefnug blidt dalede ned og lagde et hvidt tæppe over byen.

The cold winter wind blew through the streets, while snowflakes gently descended, laying a white blanket over the city.

Det var tid til skolens vinterfest, og elevhallen var dekoreret med glitrende guirlander og farverige ornamenter.

It was time for the school's winter party, and the student hall was decorated with glittering garlands and colorful ornaments.

Mikkel stod udenfor hallen med sine hænder begravet dybt i lommerne.

Mikkel stood outside the hall with his hands buried deep in his pockets.

Hver gang han så døren, der førte ind til festen, bankede hans hjerte hurtigere.

Every time he looked at the door leading into the party, his heart beat faster.

Mikkel elskede at danse, men han havde altid været for genert.

Mikkel loved dancing, but he had always been too shy.

Og så var der Sofie.

And then there was Sofie.

Smilende, venlige Sofie, der var det naturlige midtpunkt i enhver fest.

Smiling, friendly Sofie, who was the natural center of any party.

Han kunne knap tro, at han overvejede at spørge hende.

He could hardly believe he was considering asking her.

"Mikkel, du er nødt til at gå ind," sagde Lars opmuntrende.

"Mikkel, you have to go in," said Lars encouragingly.

"Du har øvet dig hele ugen.

"You've been practicing all week.

Det er nu eller aldrig."

It's now or never."

Lars, hans bedste ven, var som altid ved hans side.

Lars, his best friend, was as always by his side.

Han vidste, hvor svært det var for Mikkel at bryde ud af sin skal, men han troede på ham.

He knew how difficult it was for Mikkel to break out of his shell, but he believed in him.

Inde i hallen spillede musikken højt.

Inside the hall, the music played loudly.

Lysene glimtede i takt med musikken, og luften var fyldt med dufte af festlige snacks.

The lights flashed in time with the music, and the air was filled with the scents of festive snacks.

Mikkel tog en dyb indånding og gik ind.

Mikkel took a deep breath and went in.

Hans øjne søgte hurtigt efter Sofie, og han så hende smilende og dansende med sine venner tæt på scenen.

His eyes quickly searched for Sofie, and he saw her smiling and dancing with her friends near the stage.

Han mærkede den kendte klump i maven, men med Lars' ord i tankerne, tog han et skridt frem.

He felt that familiar knot in his stomach, but with Lars' words in mind, he took a step forward.

Musikken skiftede, og en af Mikkels yndlingssange begyndte at spille.

The music changed, and one of Mikkel's favorite songs began to play.

Det var nu eller aldrig.

It was now or never.

Med hjertebanken gik Mikkel hen imod Sofie.

With his heart pounding, Mikkel walked over to Sofie.

"Hej, Sofie," sagde han med en svag stemme.

"Hi, Sofie," he said in a faint voice.

Hun vendte sig om og så på ham med overraskelse efterfulgt af et varmt smil.

She turned around and looked at him with surprise followed by a warm smile.

"Hej Mikkel!

"Hi Mikkel!

Nyder du festen?"

Are you enjoying the party?"

spurgte hun venligt.

she asked kindly.

"Ja, ja," stammede Mikkel.

"Yes, yes," Mikkel stammered.

"Jeg tænkte på, om du ville danse?"

"I was wondering if you would like to dance?"

Sofies øjne lyste op, og uden tøven sagde hun: "Selvfølgelig vil jeg det!"

Sofie's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, she said: "Of course I would!"

Hun tog hans hånd, og de gik sammen ud på dansegulvet.

She took his hand, and they walked together onto the dance floor.

Musikken spillede, og de svævede sammen til rytmen.

The music played, and they floated together to the rhythm.

Mens de dansede, følte Mikkel en bølge af selvtillid skylle over sig.

As they danced, Mikkel felt a wave of confidence wash over him.

Sofies grin og varme tilstedeværelse beroligede ham.

Sofie's laughter and warm presence calmed him.

Han indså, at han havde overvundet sin frygt, og det føltes fantastisk.

He realized that he had overcome his fear, and it felt amazing.

Ved slutningen af aftenen sagde Sofie: "Tak for dansen, Mikkel.

At the end of the evening, Sofie said: "Thank you for the dance, Mikkel.

Du er rigtig god."

You’re really good."

Mikkel smilede og sagde: "Tak, Sofie.

Mikkel smiled and said: "Thank you, Sofie.

Det var det hele værd."

It was all worth it."

Den nat gik Mikkel hjem under de glitrende julelys, med en nyfundet tro på sig selv.

That night, Mikkel walked home under the glittering Christmas lights, with a newfound confidence in himself.

Han havde taget en chance, og det førte til en vidunderlig oplevelse.

He had taken a chance, and it led to a wonderful experience.

Fra den dag vidste han, at han kunne overvinde sin frygt og finde glæde i det uventede.

From that day on, he knew he could overcome his fears and find joy in the unexpected.