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𝘼𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘

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𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮...

So many people seated in the venue dressed in fancy clothes, chattering here and there,

Among the audience was a 4-year-old girl with her parents sitting beside her. She looked around the place, it was her first time here.

"Mommy? Daddy? What is this place? What are we waiting for?" She asked with a look of curiosity on her face.

"Sweetie, this is the Hyogo Performing Arts Theater. We're going to watch the Swan Lake ballet!" Her mom said with a sweet smile.

"Ballet?" The little girl asked, wanting to know more.

"You'll see it later, sweetheart. For now, be a good little girl and behave. I promise we'll treat you ice cream after this." Her father said then kissed her forehead.

"Okay!" The little girl replied, clearly excited when she heard her father's last words.

They waited a few more minutes until all the lights went off, the noise of the audience put to a halt... It was completely silent. 

The stage lights turned on one by one, classical music started to play, and performers started to get on-stage. 

They were dancing around, spinning in circles. It looked like they were having fun. 

The little girl was amazed at what she's seeing, she wanted to join in their fun too. She remained silent and kept watching the performance, not taking her eyes off the stage for even a second. 

She was quiet the whole time, until a certain dancer appeared on-stage. She seemed like the main character, as she dressed better than the others.  

The woman was wearing a dress as white as the snow with feathers all over, she was dancing so gracefully on stage.  

The little girl released a gasp of amazement, she liked this character more than the others. 

The leaps and spins of the dancer amazed her even more, it was like she's flying. The little girl wanted to fly too, just like her.

"Mommy! Look, she's so pretty. I want to wear what she's wearing!" She said, grabbing onto her mother's cardigan while she tried to hold herself back from jumping up and down her seat.

"Quiet down, (Y/n). Everyone is watching." The mother whispered loud enough for the girl to hear and so she did. 

The rest of the show went on, (Y/n) was behave the whole time.

By the end of the performance, everyone gave a standing ovation, the little joined in the applause.

She couldn't take her mind off the main character. If she even remembered anything from the performance, it's all about the main character.