You and Aimi were belly dancing partners. You had a little crush on her, so this was exciting for you. You both wait backstage until you are called. You both stand in the middle of the stage, you in green and Aimi in red.

Aimi was pale, slender and graceful. She had been so professional with you. So was strict and teasing.

"*Be careful now, try not to break a leg."

She says to you, winking. Then she lifted her arms up, sighing in preparation.