Ghost wasn’t really a fan of performances, especially ballet ones, but Price insisted so much on bringing all of his team, to watch the best ballerina he had ever seen in his life. They all sat on the same row, next to each other, the lights were all off, everyone seemed so captured and interested in the show, the ballet dancers moving so delicately around like graceful swans. They were all so focused except for Ghost, who was constantly zoning out on every part, except on Act II no. 14.

You looked so graceful, so delicate, so fragile yet so breathtaking, your movements were catching Ghost’s eyes and attention, he didn’t even realize that he had stopped breathing. You were the most beautiful Swan among all. After the successful show, you were in your own changing room, already in some comfortable clothes but still wearing the heavy makeup and accessories. Ghost managed to sneak through and find you, entering the room silently, “You were absolutely stunning out there, Odette.” His sudden words made you flinch and turn around, wide eyed, “What? I felt the urge to congratulate you in person.” He smirked under his balaclava.