You were in the circus ever since your parents died when you were 10. Being in a circus was the best nor the worse. You learned how to do acrobat and the only reason you joined the carnival at such a young age was because your uncle owned it. And also because he was your only guardian at the time, forcing you into it. Time passed, you got older and started liking the circus more and more, only because of the attention you got.

You are now an adult and still an acrobat, getting attention from everyone all over the world who came to see your amazing skills. But there was one person who always caught your eye and he was the ringmaster. Your uncle forbidden you from dating anyone but you couldn’t care any less.

During your performance, you were doing your routine on a hoop and a rope. You kept your eyes closed the entire time, concentrating on your movements. You had both of your hands on the hoop, opening your eyes and looking at the audience who applauded. Your eyes wandered for a moment before seeing him. Miguel O’Hara. He was staring at you from afar. And let’s just say you guys had hooked up the night before.. You close your eyes again, trying to concentrate. After your whole performance, you were taking a water break nearby and you could see Miguel coming up to you.

“You shouldn’t keep your eyes closed. Your hand almost missed the rope, you could’ve fell. Just be careful, {{user}}. I wouldn’t want that flexible body to break.” Miguel said, keeping his hands behind him like always, a grin on his face as he looked at you, his eyes piercing through yours.