It's June 2027 and you are getting ready for your audition for the role of Odette from Swan Lake at your Ballet school. You are a 17 year old ballerina and you've been trained to dance since the age of 2. "NEXT PLEASE!" Yelled one of the judges on the panel. You was standing in the corner just warming yourself up with your pair of headphones in your ears. One of your fellow dance classmates tapped your shoulder making you to take off your headphones. ".....-ssi it's your next after Cassandra-ssi". said the girl with curly blond locks (she kinda looks a bit like Shirley Temple). "Thanks... Tell the kyosunim that I will be there in a sec". You replied back to her. "Okay roger that". she said with a smile and went to find the kyosunim. You packed you things in your racksack and went behind the curtain to down your stuff down somewhere safe where you can see it, you looked from the curtain the dancing ballerina on stage in her costume of Giselle, she danced gracefully that made you intrigued the way she danced. You felt someone tapped your shoulder and as you turn around it was one of the stage crew. "In five minutes it will be your turn to get on stage after miss Cassandra finishes off her dance piece". he said. "Thank you for letting me know, is it okay if I leave my stuff here where I can see it?" you asked him. "Sure you can". he said. As Cassandra finished her dance audition the rest of the girls congratulated her for her yet again brilliant performance, she then gave you a cold glare and flicked her hair in spoilt way. "Break a leg ....-ssi". said Cassandra. You simply nodded and walked over to the main stage and looked over to the judging panel. "And you are?..." a male judge asked you. "I'm .....". you replied back. "And tell me .....-ssi what are you auditioning for?" another judge also asked. "I'm here to audition for the role of Odette from Swan lake". you replied. "Exellent, ready when you are". said your dancing teacher who is also in the judging panel. You positioned yourself in a certain pose in character like a real swan come to life by making the whole judging panel glanced at your character. As soon the music started you begin to move and dance gracefully like a swan, everything was going well but as soon your eyes looked up to the judging panel; saw their horrified expression. "WATCH OUT!" your dance teacher exclaimed. As you heard your teacher's voice it made you lose control in a result of a twisted your ankle and fell off the stage; they took you to the hospital and a doctor came in with the results in his hand. "I'm afraid it's bad news". said the doctor. "Bad news?" your mother asked all worried. "She has fractured her ankle and the result of falling off the stage is a sign of a serious damage". he replied. "What damage?" the teacher asked. "Brain damage". the doctor whispered. "But my daughter is perfectly healthy and looks fine to me". your mother protested. "Please Mrs ...... calm down we'll find a solution and at least she can still dance". said your teacher calming down your mother. "About that..." the doctor cuts in. "Now what is it?" your teacher furrowed her brows. "She won't be dancing anymore". he said killing the atmosphere. "Are you serious?! How could you say that! Dancing is her life!" your mother squealed out of fustration. "It's alright... doctor what is it that I must do for the time being?" you coldly asked. "But..." your mother tried to protest. "I said I'm fine! I just don't want to make a fuss over it". you coldly told your mother. "My only advice is that you must rest from everything so that you can heal your ankle". he said to you. "It's fine by me". you replied. "But first we must test you for any damage... Is that okay with you?" he asked you. You simply nodded and a week after they started the test on you. The next day your mother brought a box of pictures of you your childhood in your ballerina dance kit when you first began with dancing and you took the box with to the hospital where you will spend the whole 5 months there. 5 months has passed and the results of any damage turned out to be negative which good news but you had take it easy with the slow recovery of your ankle, you received a letter from the principle of the dance school that she needed to see you. As soon you arrived to the principle's office the principle asked you to take a sit. "It's nice to see you again miss .... how are you feeling dear?" the principle greeted her. "I'm feeling a bit better thanks to the therapy treatment I'm receiving". you replied. "Do you know why I have called you in?" she asked you. "No not really, what is about you to talk to me about?" you replied and asked her. "Well the reason I have called you in, is that you've been away for 5 months now and you know the rules here". she kinda explained. "Yes I know I was away for 5 months because of the injury but the doctor has told me that my last test on my ankle will be in next month" you aknowledge it with a nod. "The school's system government finds out that you've been away they will be on my case". she continued to explain. "But you have the letter from my doctor explaining the whole situation". you replied. "I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do". said the principle. "Are you saying that I must leave this school for good?" you asked her. "I'm afraid so". she said. "What but..." you was about to protest but was cutten off. "I'm so sorry..." she said. "I only have a month left to recover from my injuries and then I'm back to dancing". you begged the principle. "I'm sorry but I can't do that... please sign here". she said and took out a leaving the school form. "Fine..." you replied signing the paper and left the school as quick as possible. As you arrived home and then hopped to your bedroom with a slam of the bedroom door causing your mother to check up on you; she was really heartbroken hearing you weep. "Sweetie is everything okay?" she asked you as she opened the door of your room. "Yes... everything is okay". you said trying to hold up your tears. "Are you sure everything is okay?" she asked again because she's not too convinced. You stared at your mother's eyes and hot water from your eyes started to slowly drip down your cheeks. "I think I won't be dancing for a long time in school". you said to your mother. "What do you mean?" she asked you. "Starting from today I won't be dancing anymore..." you wailed. "Oh sweetie..." your mother hugged you tightly. "Mum I feel so useless right now... I feel as if I don't have control of my own destiny..." you said to her. "You're not useless my child; and I know you're gonna dance again just know it". she said to you. "You think so?" you asked her. "Of course, have faith in yourself and you will dance again trust me mother knows best." said your mother. "Yes mum... thank you". you thank your mother by hugging her. 1 month has passed and you went to your clinic appointment with your doctor for the last time. He and the nurse examined your ankle by using an x ray to see the results after 6 months of recovery. 10 minutes after the x ray you waited outside of the doctor's room feeling a bit anxious for the results and as soon the doctor came out of the room with a smile on his face. "You are fully recovered you are free to return to dancing again". said the doctor. "OMG thank you so much doctor". you said to the doctor. You left the clinic with a deep sigh of relief that you are able to dance again, as you cross the road you decided to take a walk in a park near by your house and you saw a tall guy giving out leaflets to the crowd. "Oh! You there are you free tonight?" said the young man (warning he's extremely handsome). "Ummm yeah and why do you ask?" you replied trying to avoid his face. "It's for a dance performance and by the way you look like a dancer... I know when I see one". he said while inspecting you. "Yes I'm a dancer and what kind of dancing is it?" you asked him. "It's ballet, jazz, contemporary and street dance". he replied. "Oh that's sounds awesome I guess I can pop in to see a dance show". you said with enthusiasm. "Awesome stuff and may I know your name miss?" he happily replied and asked you your name. "Oh my name is ......" you replied. "OMG the ...... the ballerina?" he asked with widen eyes. "Yes that's me and how did you know that I'm a ballerina?" you replied and asked him. "You don't remember me? It's me your childhood friend Suwoong and we went to school together when we were kids". he said to you. "Suwoong?! Is that you?! OMG Suwoong! Long time no see!" you hugged him as soon as he mentioned his name. "Hey there little. It sure has been a long time the last time we saw each other". he said. "So you doing dance now?" you asked him. "Oh no I don't dance it's for a friend of mine who owns a dance company, I'm working as a leaflet boy". he replied. "Oh I see, but you don't look like a leaflet boy to me you kinda look like a model or someone famous". you said making a bit shy. "Yeah right, in your dreams". he said between chuckles. "Oh trust me your face looks so perfect for a front cover for the Vogue magazine". you told him. "OMG you haven't changed at all". he said with a smile. "Don't you remember what you told me before we left elementary school?" you reminded him. "No not really what did I say back then?" he asked her. "You told me to 'never change of who you are' and with those words stuck to me ever since". You told him. "Oh now I remember, yes of course and it's a good thing you remained the same that I once knew during the elementary era". he replied while nodding his head. "Okay speaking of dancing you said that one performing is she really good?" you asked. "A 'She'?.... Don't you mean a 'He'?" he replied while laughing. "Oh dear my bad I didn't realize that your friend is a guy". you replied all embarrased. "Oh it's okay it's not first time that someone thought t my friend that dance ballet and contemporary is a female". he said while laughing. "Oh I see -_-". you replied. "Well don't get when I first met him I thought he was gay". he said while laughing. While Suwoong continued to laugh another tall figure was standing right behind him and you simply remained silent. "And what the hell are you doing Suwoong?" said the mysterious figure. "Jesus! You nearly gave me a heart attack Dabin". said Suwoong while holding on your shoulder. "Well this happens when you start to slack off". Dabin scolded Suwoong. "I'm sorry but I was just catching up with things with an old friend of mine". he explained himself. "A friend of yours? I see sorry my bad I'm Dabin it's a pleasure to meet you". he replied. "Nice to meet you Dabin I'm ..........". you greeted and introduced yourself. "So you're free to come to performance?" Suwoong asked you. "Sure I'll come to watch the performance". you told him with a smile. "Okay let's exchange phone numbers so we can communicate with each other". he said while taking out his smartphone. "Oh okay". you said agreeing with the phone exchange. "Okay I should get back to work and finish off giving out the rest of the leaflets". said Suwoong. "Sure thing it was nice to see again Suwoong and it was nice meeting you Dabin". you replied while saying your goodbyes to the boys. "Yes indeed and I hope you come to see us perform". said Dabin with a cute. "Eh? I thought Suwoong doesn't dance?" you asked Dabin with your eyes widen. "Haha he lied". Dabin replied between chuckles. "OMG Suwoong O_O..." you looked at Suwoong. "Okay enough of that we better get going it was nice seeing you ....." Suwoong cutting you off. Right after you left the park and went home your mother was waiting for you to have supper, you went your bedroom and took out your casual outfit for tonight's performance you went to the bathroom that is in your room brushed your teeth then style up your hair and make-up. As you arrived to the venue where the performance was held you met up with Suwoong 3 hours earlier before the performance. "Oh! You're here and so early!" he said like a child. "Yes I'm here and you know me it's better to be early than be late". you replied. "Well I better head back to the backstage room and relax a bit more". he said. 3 hours has passed and the audience started to come and sit on the seats and as the lights went dimmed you got yourself prepared on what you're about to watch. You then see Suwoong appearing on stage along with Dabin and some other group of guys and girls, but one particular dancer caught your eyes his has was a messy blond hair in a y style and his intense eyes kinda felt that he was looking through your soul making your cheeks to burn up. Right the whole performance was over you met up with Suwoong and Dabin outside of the venue. "Wow you guys were really amazing up there". you complimented them. "Oh thanks ....... it was great that you came". said Dabin. "Are you doing anything right now?" Suwoong asked you. "Well I don't have any plans today". you replied. "Oh that's great you can hang out with us". said Suwoong all happy. "Okay I don't mind hanging out with you guys for a bit". you happily replied. "So you still dance?" Suwoong suddenly asked you. "No I dance anymore" you replied. "What?! You're kidding me?" he asked you all suprised. "It has been 6 months since I last danced in the Dance school where I was attending". you sighed to yourself. "What happened? Did you do something scandalous there?" Suwoong continued wanting to know. "Oh I had an accident". you replied. "Oh I see so is that your reason why you stopped dancing?" he asked you. "Yeah that's the reason and the reason why I stopped going to school". you deeply sighed. Suwoong grabbed your hand to introduce to his friends in the dance company and you felt a bit more happy meeting them; Suwoong then took you to a man sitting alone drinking his can of beer. "Minsu I want you to meet someone". Suwoong happily went over to the guy while he continue to sip his drink. "Hmm... Oh hey kiddo, did you just say you wanted me to meet someone?" He replied. "Yeah a good friend of mine". Suwoong replied all excited. The guy turned his head, it was the dancer that captivated your eyes and he walks towards you. "Hi nice to meet you I'm Minsu". he said taking out his hand. "Nice to meet you I'm ....." you replied. "Oh by the way ..... here is a ballet dancer!!! can she join us?" Suwoong suddenly said. "Suwoong that's really nice of you but I think it's a bit much to ask your fellow dancer friend". you told Suwoong. "Oh remember I told you about my friend that owns his dance company?" Suwoong reminded you. "Oh yeah, by the way where is your boss? You haven't introduced me to him". you replied to Suwoong. "Well that boss would be me". Minsu suddenly replied. "I'm so sorry I didn't realized it was you". you replied all apologetic. "There's no need to apologise it's a good thing that many people don't know that he is the real deal... so can she join us hyung?" Suwoong replied to you and asked Minsu. "I'll think about it..." he replied to Suwoong. "Oh c'mon you never met any of my friends that dances". said Suwoong. "Hey kid how long have you been dancing?" Minsu asked you. "From the age of 2". you replied to Minsu. "Hmm the problem is that we have lack of space for new dancers to join but if you come in tomorrow..." he explained before he was cutten off by Suwoong. "I knew you wouldn't say no!" Suwoong hugged Minsu so tight tha poor old Minsu couldn't breath. "I'll think about it but she can come and watch us rehearse". said Minsu. "Thank you very much Mr Minsu". you thanked him. "Oh please just call me Minsu". Minsu replied while scratching his head. "I think I gotta get going because my mum doesn't really like me staying out too long". you told them. "I can you drive home". said Minsu. "Are you sure that it's okay with you to take me home in your car?" you asked Minsu. "It's okay and it's pretty late and it's dangerous for a girl to be won dering around exposing danger". he replied. What a kind man Minsu is, right? You are a lucky girl miss reader ;)