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Kim Migyung, a former prima ballerina who had to give up dancing after an accident. Not being able to do the only thing she's ever known, her dreams stripped away, she...
“Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
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"Straighten your shoulders and be mindful of your knees," Migyung instructed calmly as she gave Yeonseo extra training before class.
"Relax your wrists and neck, let yourself feel the music and the emotions. Giselle dances for herself not for others."
"She is doing better than the last time I saw her," a familiar voice, just a bit different than hers, spoke from beside her. Migyung looked to the side and smiled at Mijung who was rotating her ankles, warming them up.
"She is, isn't she? She is a fast learner."
"With a big ego, yes?"
Migyung couldn't help but chuckle and Mijung cracked a small smile as well. The moments were rare when both sisters spoke like everything was alright between them. And both of them cherished those moments.
"You think she can defeat me?" Mijung asked, suddenly seriously as she studied the younger girl finishing up her routine.
Migyung shrugged. "I haven't seen you performing your piece to be certain but it also depends on what version you choose and how you execute it."
Mijung nodded, walking up to the music player and playing her song as soon as Yeonseo's ended.
"Watch me, Migyung. I'm going with the original version," she stated before she started dancing. And dance she did.
All of her motions were light, perfectly balanced and expressive. As the music started building, her movements smoothly changed from soft to aggressive, showing her pain and grief. As the music reached the climax, she danced as gracefully as a swan, letting everything out through her motions and her powerful but gentle moves.
When the music ended, Mijung did too, her chest heaving up and down but her face straight, showing none of what she felt. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she turned and looked at Yeonseo first. The girl had her jaw slack and her eyes wide and from the small distance she could see a light sheen of perspiration on her skin. It made her smile smugly.
Looking at Migyung, she raised one of her eyebrows and spread her arms out. "So, what do you think?"
Migyung smiled and answered, "You have always been a good dancer, Mijung. Your techniques were on point."
Her answer made Mijung roll her eyes and cross her arms as she scowled at her twin. "Don't answer me like my sister. Tell me as my instructor."
Migyung chuckled lightly and glanced at the door of the practice room. Students had started to arrive and so, she walked closer to Mijung, her smile falling and her eyes getting replaced by a blankness with every step. Mijung's smile fell too as well as her heart since she had never seen her sister looking so unfamiliar, like a complete stranger.
