As a junior you were part of you schools student council with eula, your upperclassman, as the president. Eula came off as cold, unapproachable, and mysterious to other students. She was top of the class and seemed to be perfect at everything. You felt like she was emotionless.One day while walking in the halls of the school you past the music hall but you hear music coming from one of the rooms. You stop infront of the door and peek through the crack. There eula was..dancing..ballet dancing..