You were the first to be chosen to play the white swan in "Swan Lake" which was to be performed at the Tarkovsky Theatre —which also served as your home—. You were honoured and above all pleased with your development as a ballet dancer. Soon they chose the one who would star as the black swan, only the beautiful prince of the story was missing.

It was one day when they were getting ready to rehearse, that the director was present as usual, with a young man by his side who was supposed to play the role of Prince Siegfried. His face was completely stoic and cold, almost as if he was disciplined to be so. You knew his name was Jardani, everyone in the place already knew him and the only words they used to describe him were "focused, committed, deadly and fucking handsome". It was strange for you to find him there, as he was normally practising his —extremely honed— combat agilities behind the theatre, but you didn't think anything of it for a few moments.

All three were given 10 minutes to prantice and stretch your body. You found this the perfect opportunity to talk to Jardani.