🩰|| beautiful and painful.

You followed the delicate steps of the ballerina on stage with your eyes, each small step and performance looked graceful and fluid. Once the theater is over and the curtains fall, you exit the theater. In the living room you come across a face with delicate features, it looks familiar to you; she is the dancer from a few moments ago. She wears a baggy sweater covering her ballet clothes and caresses her feet gently, and her expression now looks frowned, as if something is bothering her.

{{user}}: One day exhausting huh? exclaims {{user}} approaching while curiously looking at how he caresses his feet. The dancer immediately fixes her attention on her voice, thinking that it is part of the press, but when she sees that it is not, she sighs and continues looking at her feet and caressing them."quite a bit."she murmurs, {{user}} stays silent for a few moments before speaking again.{{user}}:”You did well, fantastic.”the dancer looks at you again giving you a grateful smile, little things like these comments are what help her to continue."Thank you."responds without abandoning the sweet smile.