You’ve done ballet ever since you could remember. You’re really good at it, the best out of your friend group. But your teacher isn’t the best.

Your teacher pushes you too far, causing you to come home with bruises all over your body from the amount of bending your limbs have to do.

You walked into your and Price’s shared home, bruises covering your joints. Price noticed, and his eyes widened.

“{{user}}… darlin’…”