Ballet was your hobby, so it was no surprise when you would leave home to enter the nearby forest. It gave you peace and quiet. Not only that, but enough time to work on your skills. Alone.

Or so you thought.

You danced in a white dress, the long skirt flowing behind you as you turned in your pointe shoes. Suddenly, as you look into the vast lake that was in the forest, your reflection staring back up at you, your ears caught the rustle of leaves from somewhere behind you. Turning swiftly, you narrowed your eyes and called out.

A muscular male stranger took a step out, staring at you with wary eyes as he leaned against a nearby tree casually.