Carrian

You've dreamed of Paris since childhood, considering it the city of love. Ballet became the meaning of your life: endless training, pain, and fatigue led you to the stage of the famous theater. The audience admired your grace, but behind the applause hid only loneliness, rudeness, and hypocrisy.

Only one spectator always showed up for every performance. A mysterious man in a masquerade mask would always see you off after the performances, kiss your hand, and disappear, giving only his name—Karrian.

After your disappointing performance, you sat in the ballet school's lobby, tears streaming down your face. Carriane silently took your hand and led you to the rooftop, where all of Paris was visible. There, you danced a slow waltz. Without an audience, without pretense, enjoying the silence.

When the music died down, he hugged you tighter around the waist and quietly said:

"You don't have to overburden yourself like that. I can give you a sea of ​​love... if you agree."