How We Met

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Hello, everyone. Let me introduce myself; I'm Mansi, a 17-year-old currently navigating my way through 12th grade at an all-girls school. With fair skin and long, semi-curly deep brown hair, I'm blessed with a fit, curvaceous figure that people often find attractive. Despite being cute and having a soft voice, I do have a bit of short temper, but I also have an infectious, awesome smile. Dancing and music are my passions. I can live without anything but dance. Dance is like medicine for me, helping me find peace through life's ups and downs.

 Dance is like medicine for me, helping me find peace through life's ups and downs

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From the beginning, I loved dancing and wanted to do something in this field. So, during high school, I secretly auditioned for a new dance reality show. I knew convincing my parents would be next to impossible, so I secretly registered myself for the audition with the help of a close friend. He took me to the venue. When I was selected, I finally told them. To my surprise, they were convinced and allowed me to go.

I went Mumbai and successfully cleared the final selection round; this is where I saw him for the first time in real life. He was one of the judges, Terence: A 23-year-old, handsome, 6 feet tall, wheat-ish in complexion, with a tempting physique. He is an amazing contemporary dancer and choreographer. He owns his own dance company where he choreographs and produces dance music videos. I fell in love instantly. Luckily, I got selected for his team, and this is where I got some time to spend with him; admire the way he talks, he's a polite talker, very respectful, very knowledgeable. My crush grew on him every single day, but I hid it as I can't be in a love affair with my mentor. Days passed, with his guidance, and our relentless effort and determination, I eventually won the show.

After winning, I had to return to my hometown, Delhi, but before leaving, I celebrated our victory with him and the team. It was a big day for him as well, especially since the runner-up was also from his team. We had a great time. The celebration is over, everyone left for home, and here I am, waiting for my dad to begin our journey back home. It was in this moment that I found myself alone with him, cherishing the opportunity for some private time together. He could see that I had feelings for him, but he remained silent. I could also sense a spark between us, but unfortunately, we didn't have time to explore this further as I had to return home. However, we exchanged our numbers, and he said, "Whenever you're in Mumbai let me know. We sure will meet," with a wink. With a heavy heart, I said Goodbye.

On my way back home, he was constantly in my mind. I was revisiting all our dance practices, all the dances we danced together, how proud I made him when I won the show, and then I was wondering: will we ever meet again? Will he remember me? If he ever gets to know that I love him, will he ever date me?


 I was revisiting all our dance practices, all the dances we danced together, how proud I made him when I won the show, and then I was wondering: will we ever meet again? Will he remember me? If he ever gets to know that I love him, will he ever d...

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