The deep breath escaped his plump lips, the main dancer sat before him with blood seeping through her feet. She was crestfallen for she couldn't perform as Odette. A shame for a ballerina. The boy in luscious brown locks didn't want to steal her place but there wasn't anyone as gorgeous as he was in the room.

"Hyuckie please we are running out of time." Taeyong whispered with whine.

"I-I can't. I'm shy. I can't wear a panty and stockings with a umbrella like skirt around my body." The boy whimpered hiding behind the tall guy in the set. His mother's boyfriend.

"Your mother will be proud sweety." Johnny smiled at the little boy with big doe eyes.

"Do it for me Hyuckie. I won't feel upset if it's you who will take my place instead of Irene." Koeun, the Odette of the show smiled with tears.

"Fine." He whispered.

And so, Odette swirled herself on stage, with flawless moves that were gracefully poised with perfection. Every step a solid move. Taeyong took his place as the prince, but it wasn't the same, yet the anime doll himself was a piece of art. The crowd went silent, too moved to whisper and too hurt by the tears on Odette's eyes.

"I'm proud of him." Koeun giggled limping about. She was his senior and a girl with a heart of gold.

When the performance was over, The boy had cried genuinely and stolen several hearts. He was the most talented of his generation, but at times Ballet gave you sadness, as much as it gave you happiness. He lost and found many in his journey of the dance, Alas he still smile as if he were not hurt.

"When will I fall in love Johnny?" The boy thought out loud when they were on their way home.

"Soon darling." Whispered his mother's boyfriend, it was obvious that the gorgeous boy had lost his happiness amidst the line of falling in love with ballet. He had been hurt, broken, ambushed and so much more. He just wished to smile like the sun and be loved.