𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 : a Filipino term that means destiny and fate.
A famous ballet dancer, the Prima Ballerina, the graceful dancer, a half-asian dancer, who's adored by many.
Y/n Magindara has dedicated her life to dancing in ballet theaters ever since...
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"So you mean she hated the smell of cigarettes?" Draco asked for clarifications as both Marc and he was stepping onto the front steps of the Grand Opera House of France.
"How many times do I have to tell you, yes! She didn't like the smell of cigarettes because she finds it disgusting and unhealthy." Marc replied.
Y/n had never had smoked, and rest assured, she swore that she never shall, for she wanted her lungs to be healthy and keep herself away from those disgusting things. Yes, she believes that cigarettes are disgustinglike what Marc has said.
Marc and Draco have entered the wide concert hall decorated with red curtains on the stage and in the Boxes(the seats above are usually used by VIPs). There are also golden pillars on the side on each side and one large chandelier above their heads.
They were both walking on the aisle between the seats on the main floor, making their way to the orchestra pit that was filled with Musicians and the miestro with Louis.
"Louis," Marc called.
Although, when they're making their way to their friend, one person on the stage has captured Draco's eyes. It was the lady that he had been trying to speak to — in a good way — telling her something that could make her views of him change.
Y/n hadn't spotted Draco yet. She was so focused on this rehearsal and has been listening to the Ballet Mistress. Truthfully, the mistress has been noticing that Y/n had not been showing the emotions of her character and would always remind her many times that she should make it perfect, and feel what the character feels throughout the show. And right now, it was already the 5th time that she has been scolded.
Truth to be told, Y/n may have been focused on her dance, but she wasn't able to focus on what the character she portrays truly feels. Her thoughts and feelings were clouding her and it is the reason why she couldn't sleep much last night. It is because her mother had scolded her last evening, telling her that she wasn't doing enough, telling her that the reason why she couldn't do a leap is that she had eaten too much and that she needs to lose weight.
Oh, how cruel her mother could be.
"Again." Said the mistress as she looked at the orchestras and gave them a signal to begin again for the 5th time.
Y/n positioned herself, holding back her tears — acting as if she's alright — and smiling even though she's indisposed to do so. All she wanted was her performance to be perfect and make her mother proud.
