Chanyeol's POV

She looked like a porcelain angle, her slender figure seemed to move effortlessly along with the music. The long brown hair that seemed infused with golden strands trailed elegantly behind her as she leaped through the air. The notes of the sonata became softer and her moves became ever so graceful. The music slowed to a stop as if on cue this majestic ballerina slid down into the splits, she leaned forward as the room came to a soft hush. Her limbs became still as if she only moved if a melody was playing. And in that moment I knew that nothing else mattered. I didn't know who she was nor did I care, because I knew she was meant to be mine and she would be. I was sure of that, I would do anything to make that happen. I would not go on without her by my side, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to.