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The guy followed me to the room and left as I thanked him.

The room is very nice. I don't have to share it. Nice.
I have a big bed and a bathroom door on the right side. The view from the windows is breathtaking.
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As I finished unpacking it was time to head down for the show thing.
I dressed a little bit nicer and walked to the big amphitheatre using a little map of the school I  found in the room.

There were a lot of kids in front of the door waiting for this to start. They let us come in and take seats. I got a good spot. I was in front of the scene.
It became dark and the audience started applauding. The light was dim on the stage as the curtain was lifted.

The show began as a girl started dancing in the front dressed in a tight black costume. She had violent black make up on her eyes and she looked majestic. The music she was dancing to was becoming louder and and louder and also more intense as her dancing.
More dancers showed up and started flying around the scene. It all looked so good, I was getting chills.
When the music and the coreography were reaching climax it all stopped. The music, the dance, the light.
Dim light started again and I saw a dark figure approaching from the left part of the backstage. He walked majestically to the girl lying down on the ground as the music started again. He lifted her up and the light washed them both, revealing girls familiar face and...
The boy's face. He has red around his eyes.
I got chills and I gulped.
He has red hair brushed back and the sides short. He was shirtless and every muscle was visible under the light. 
They started dancing and he moved ever so lightly and powerful it made my stomach twitch.
They moved slowly but it made me sick for some reason. Every time their bodies touched i felt anger.
The girl left the stage soon and the boy had a solo performance. The music got louder and intense as the boy jumped around doing splits and pirouettes.
The show ended with him falling to the ground and I couldn't stop watching his chest rise and fall with every exhausted breath.
The whole show deserved a standing ovation while I stood there, applauding, not being able to pull myself together for some reason. I kept zoning out.
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As I slowly moved towards the exit I managed to hear some girls behind me. "Did you see him, oh my God." I knew they were talking about that boy. I completely agree with her statement. Damn.
I found the place where my head teacher told me to meet him so he can show me around when I heard a bunch of people in front of me. The dancing crew was leaving the theatre. The boy was last. He had a hoodie over his head and was looking down on his phone. I gulped. He looked up at me. I swear to God my heart was going to stop. He quickly looked back down to his phone and left.

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