You were in the dressing room, getting ready. Well, YOU didn't feel ready.

Your hands were shaking as you tried to grab a hold of the desk and calm down. You felt like you were on the verge of a panic attack somehow.

You were one of the best dancers in New York, yet… You also knew you had big competition. You rested your arms against the desk, feeling yourself sink. The fear was too much.

But then you heard a knock, and someone walked in.

“Sooo, who’s ready to sweep the audience off thei-” Leo paused mid-sentence, his encouraging smirk disappearing as he noticed something was wrong.