Dorothea x Reader || Will You Fall for Me?

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Ever since I was a child, I was positively enamored by operas and musicals. When I was taken to my first one, it took no time for me to be enraptured by its every quality, the carefully woven songs, the skilled actors, and the impressive stories that the lit-up stage told.

While I understood that such a thing was old-fashioned, I couldn't help but fall for melodies that filled my heart with exhilaration and appreciation for the aged art form. From a young age, my parents — who were wealthy and deep in these sorts of posh, extravagant activities — I was brought to an impressive assortment of musicals.

My favorites were always the few that included actors and actresses close to my age, and one caught my eye with ease. The youngest in the cast, a chocolate-brown-haired girl, never slipped or tripped over her lines despite her small figure.

In fact, for many of the scenes, she led the way, singing with such a strong, pure voice that I always came to her shows and even learned her name: Dorothea. Over time, I still hadn't grown out of watching the plays, so much that my filthy rich parents bought the place for my birthday one year as a surprise — giving me a front-row seat in every opera, in addition to giving me backstage access.

Yes, that's right... I was able now to meet the songstress who caught my eye all of those years ago. Thankfully for me, Dorothea hadn't left the business, and I assumed she would for a good while, but I was still anxious beyond words when I walked up the platform's steps, knowing I'd meet the girl who could be considered a celebrity in my eyes, but also a crush.

Dorothea was dead-drop gorgeous, no one could deny it if they saw her. She glowed under the spotlight, her pale skin as radiant as her shining emerald eyes, not to mention her voice. It was as clear as a crystal and had the power to project across the entire auditorium, reaching every audience member attending. Hands down, she was the belle of every production.

And now, I had a chance to speak with Dorothea, face-to-face, in-person, and maybe I'd get a chance to... ask her out.

Well, maybe I was getting ahead of myself. If she wanted, Dorothea could be courting a handful of people without a hitch. The probability of her already in a relationship was far too high, so it'd be easier to merely get to know her.

"Hey, I'm (Y/N) (L/N)." I introduced myself with a bow of my head, unable to contain my nervous smile as I finally stood in front of her. "I've been a huge fan of your shows since I was a kid."

The girl of my dreams merely beamed warmly at me, saying, "Dorothea Arnault, although I'm certain you already know that. I'm honored that you enjoy what I've done. But I must say... since you were a child? That was so long ago, I was so inexperienced, it's embarrassing to think I had a fan even then."

"I suppose it's true that you're renowned, a name familiar to many now, but still, your talent for acting drew me into the world of musicals." It felt surprisingly easy to speak with her, the complete opposite of what I expected. I finally am speaking to the one I've been watching from afar, but now we spoke rather simply.

"I'm glad, then, although I was nothing but a street rat when Manuela brought me to this industry," Dorothea admits slowly, surprisingly honest, although her jade eyes slid away from me in what I assumed was slight embarrassment.

"Still, you have to admit, you've had a thing for this." I quickly assured her, not wanting to put her in a tough spot. "Manuela — Casagranda, I assume? She did well, likely spotting your natural prowess. And over the years, you have certainly blossomed like a prodigy in this area of work."

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