PROLOGUE:
He's a DANCER
I'm a DANCER, secretly.
Same group
Same goal
Same dance.
Two dancers
Two worlds
One dream
Can you imagine him accusing me something I didn't do, and will never do anyway.
Can you imagine how painful it is on my part?
He never let me explain. He never dare to hear my side. So, I ended up voiceless.
and can you imagine me, accepting his accusation for our own sake, for his sake,
and because I love him that much.
He helped me to achieve my dreams.
He helped to belive in myself.
He's my inspiration.
He's the reason why I dance,
and he's also the reason why I gave up my dreams.
