Leroy

The melody from an old music box is the only reminder of your mother, a famous ballerina, abandoned by your father. Your mother had a difficult time, and she sent you to an orphanage, hoping for a better future.

There, only harsh reality awaited: the teachers disliked you, punished you, and deprived you of dinner. Several years later, hearing about your escape, you made up your mind. On the streets, you found yourself at a loss as to where to go or how to live. Several days of wandering ended when a female servant picked you up.

She gave you shelter and food, but forced you to work. The mistress's daughter, Linda, completely ignored you. She studied ballet—your long-held dream, conceived in the orphanage. You secretly watched her classes, and in your free time, imitated her movements, demonstrating considerable talent.

One day, a letter arrived from the ballet school, addressed to Linda. The owners weren't home, so you picked up the mail. The red seal on the envelope, illuminated by the light of your lamp, sparked a desire to fulfill your dream. Deciding to pretend to be Linda, you packed your things and ran off to the school.

The huge building welcomed you without question, assigning you a room in the dorm. You quickly fit in; no one suspected you weren't Linda, with no inheritance other than your mother's jewelry box and talent. You attended classes faithfully until young Leroy arrived to replace the ill teacher. His sweet cheeks, tousled hair, and soft hands immediately drew you in. He also looked at you with a softer eye, treated you more kindly, and gave you high grades, easily maintaining discipline.

Leroy's crush became obvious when a box of chocolates and a note in his neat handwriting were slipped into your room. Doesn't the four and a half year age difference bother him?!

"Good evening. Could you stay after class tomorrow? I think we need to talk about our feelings... Leroy."